The Sisterhood of the Smelly Pants: The Fourth Summer

Summary: OK, you know the rule that no one's supposed to wash the pants? Well, by the fourth year, they're bound to be really, REALLY dirty, right?

A/N 1- Well, since I haven't read the second or third books in the series, I'm just going to make up stuff that happened then, OK? And, I also haven't read the first book in about 2 years, so I don't remember some of the plot details. And sorry if it's OOC, I don't remember what any of their characters are like.

A/N 2- By the way, tell me anything that happened in the 2nd or 3rd books, and you will die! Please don't spoil them for me!

A/N 3- Please review? Pretty pretty please?

Chapter One: Pee-u!

It was summer again. Tibby, Carmen, Lena, and Bridget were gathered together in Carmen's room. They were all going away later that day. Tibby was going to Rome, Carmen to France, Lena to California, and Bridget to Japan. They had gathered to take the pants out of the closet where they had been lying since last summer.

"Something's been smelling up my room", complained Carmen. "I don't have the faintest idea what."

"How long has it been there?", wondered Tibby.

"Since about last month."

Lena sniffed the air. "Yeah, something smells a little funky in here", she said.

"So, let's get the pants", said Bridget, as she threw the closet door open. The four girls simultaneously covered their noses with their hands.

"What is that?", exclaimed Tibby.

"I don't know," said Carmen, "but whatever it is, it smells really bad."

"Um.. who wants to venture in and get the pants?"

The girls uniformly said, "Not me." They sat in silence for a few seconds, and then Carmen sighed.

"I'll get it", she said. The others breathed sighs of relief. Carmen dug around in her closet for a while, trying not to smell the god-awful stench that was protruding from her closet. Several minutes later her hand touched something--

"-AAH! What is that? AAAAAAAA!" She instantly regretting having done this, because she forgot not to breathe through her nose, and the odor came back 10 times worse than before.

"What?", the others asked.

"Something. In my closet. Moldy, and slimy, and smelly, and DISGUSTING!"

The girls sat there and looked at each other. Bridget said, in a small voice, "Um.. I'll get it."

She reached into the closet, found the pants, and with a quick motion flung them on the floor of Carmen's room.

"Um..", she said, staring at the pants, which they were now all doing, "maybe we should've washed them."

"No, really", Lena said sarcastically.

The pants had not been washed once in the past four years, and it showed. They were covered in a thin layer of fuzz, parts of them were turning green, brown, and black, and they reeked. They reeked horrifically.

"So," Carmen said, breaking the silence that had fallen over the girls, "any volunteers for first person to get them this summer?"

So? Like it? Hate it? Think it's a pile of garbage? Let me know. Review! Also, tell me who you think should get the pants first, Tibby, Lena, Bridget, or Carmen.