For Your Paws Only by Heather Vogel Frederick

Author:Heather Vogel Frederick
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Simon & Schuster Books for Young Readers

CHAPTER 18

DAY TWO • WEDNESDAY • 1400 HOURS

Bananas Foster poked his head into the practice room.

“Everything ready for tonight, Cherry?” he asked, his toothy smile sparkling as brightly as his diamond-studded necklace.

“Sure,” said Glory with a confidence she didn’t feel. Tonight was going to be a disaster. There was no getting around that fact. But tonight wasn’t here yet, and right now Glory had more important things to think about than her ill-fated singing debut. Like getting rid of Bananas Foster.

“I’d love to talk, Bananas, but we’re kind of busy right now,” she said, batting her eyelashes at him. “Practicing, you know.”

The nightclub owner looked over at Hotspur, Bubble, and Squeak. “Your fans found you already, I see.”

“Just trying to get autographs,” said Hotspur, whipping out a piece of paper and a pen. “ ‘The memorials and the things of fame,’ as the Bard says.”

“Says who?” asked Bananas, with a blank look.

Before Hotspur could reply, the nightclub owner’s gaze fell on the cell phone that stood propped up against the purple dinosaur lunch bag. “What’s that?”

There was a long pause, then B-Nut said, “It’s one of our props. For a new song we thought we’d try out tonight.”

“Really?” Bananas Foster’s ears perked up at this. “A new tune? What’s it called?”

“Uh,” said B-Nut. “It’s called . . . it’s called . . . ”

“It’s called ‘Call Me, Sugarpaws,’ ” offered Glory. “Fabulous song, just fabulous. It’ll hit number one on the charts for sure. B-Nut’s vocals are awesome. Wait until you hear him!”

B-Nut cringed. Bananas Foster’s eyes lit up with delight. “Sounds fabulous! I’ll go add it to the posters right now. And I’ll alert the media, too. With any luck, I can beat deadline at the Tattletail. We might even make page one!” He bustled out of the room.

“ ‘Call Me, Sugarpaws’?” cried B-Nut as the door closed behind the nightclub owner. “What am I supposed to do with that?”

Glory gave him a mischievous smile. “Best I could do under pressure. Let’s just say that maybe now we’re even for ‘Cherry Jubilee.’ ”

B-Nut shook his head unhappily. “Well, we’d better get rolling here. Apparently I’ve got a song to write.”

The mice gathered around the cell phone. Bunsen reached out and pressed a series of numbers with his paw. The tiny screen flashed to life, then went dark again.

“I thought you said this would work,” snapped Hotspur. “Did we risk our lives for nothing?”

“I haven’t finished yet,” Bunsen replied stiffly. He punched in a few more numbers, and the screen flickered again as the cell phone picked up the video feed from the sewer. Bubble and Squeak drew back in alarm as Roquefort Dupont’s hideous face swam into view. There was a long gash over the rat’s left eye, and several of his whiskers had been yanked out.

“Looks like someone took a bite out of him,” said B-Nut.

“Stilton Piccadilly, most likely,” said Bubble. “They were bickering all morning.”

The cell phone speaker crackled as the audio relay kicked in.

“GRR!” screeched Dupont.

Glory shot her colleague an admiring glance.

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