Chapter 6: An Overnight Trip

It was a peaceful night in Berk, and everyone was fast asleep in their beds. However, at the Jorgenson house, Tim had just woken up to an unpleasant surprise. "(Groans), not again." he said. He got out of bed.

Then he changed his clothes, and then went to his parents' room. Both his parents were sound asleep, but Tim shook his Ruffnut. "Mom, are you awake?" he asked. Ruffnut slowly opened her eyes to see her youngest son.

"Tim, (yawns) what is it?" she asked. "It happened again." Tim admitted. Ruffnut got out of bed, and the commotion woke Snotlout. "What's going on?" he asked. "Nothing, Snotlout. Just go back to bed." said Ruffnut.

Snotlout did, and the two went to Tim's room. "I'm sorry, Mom. I really thought I'd get up in time." said Tim, as he helped his mom change his bed sheets. "It's all right, sweetie. I know you didn't mean to." said Ruffnut.

"Why does this keep happening, I'm older now, bed wetting is only supposed to be for babies." said Tim. "Now Tim, first of all you're only seven, and secondly bed wetting could happen to anyone. Why your uncle Tuffnut had accidents when he was 14." said Ruffnut.

Tim snickered a little, and then once the sheets were changed, Tim was ready to go back to bed. Ruffnut kissed him goodnight, and went back to sleep.

The next day at school the 2nd graders were in art class with Miss Atali. They were making art using different kinds of pasta to make art. Midge was using macaroni, Spikelout used bow-tie pasta, Beth had spiral noodles, Tim penne pasta, and Tam used circle shaped pasta.

As the kids worked, Miss Atali got their attention. "Attention children, I have a big announcement to make." she said. The kids put down their art, and looked at their teacher. "Next week we're going to go on a field trip to the St. Paul museum of art."

The kids excitedly chatted, then Miss Atali got their attention again. "But this is going to be a special trip since we're going to have an overnight sleepover in the museum." This time all the kids except Tim cheered.

As the kids left the art room with their permission slips, Beth spoke to Miss Atali. "Miss Atali, even though he's not in the same grade as us, can my brother Jack come with us?" asked Beth. "Well..." Miss Atali started to say.

"He loves going to new places, and I'd watch over him." said Beth. "I'll talk to Jack's teacher about it, and we'll see." said Miss Atali. Beth smiled, and followed her friends. "An overnight trip in the city, awesome." said Tam.

"I know, I'd love to see the art museum." said Midge. "Do you think the museum has a hotel attached to it, and we'd sleep in rooms up there?" asked Tim. "Hotels aren't usually attached to art museums. But maybe." said Beth.

"What's wrong Tim, scared of something?" asked Spikelout, teasing his younger brother. Tim just scowled at him.

That evening at home, they showed their permission slips to their dad. "An overnight art museum in the city, eh. Sounds like a pretty good trip to me. You have my permission, Spikelout." said Snotlout.

"Can you sign it now?" he asked. "Let's wait until your mother gets home, then it can get signed. Do you have your permission slip, Tim." said Snotlout. "I do, but I don't think I want to go." said Tim.

"Why?" asked Snotlout. "It could be of that problem he has when he sleeps." teased Spikelout. "Spikelout." said Snotlout sternly. "Sorry." he said. "Do you want to go?" asked Snotlout. "Well sure, I mean an overnight field trip in St. Paul? What could be more fun than that?" said Tim.

"Then you should go." said Snotlout. But Tim still wasn't so sure. That night as Tim slept, he started to have a dream. (Dream is written in italics).

The kids were all at the art museum, just getting ready to go to sleep in their sleeping bags. As everyone slept, the sound of running water was heard. Everyone woke up confused, wondering what was making the noise.

Then they saw the noise was coming from Tim, and there was a puddle under his sleeping bag. "(Laughs), hey look guys, my brother sprung a leak." said Spikelout. Everyone started laughing, and Tim woke up and realized what was happening.

Embarrassed he tried to stop himself, but he just kept going. "What a baby." laughed Tam. "Not even I wet the bed. And I'm younger than him." chortled Jack. "Did you forget your diaper, Tim?" Teased Midge.

"Someone call a plumber." Joked Beth. "Gee bro, maybe you had too much to drink." Said Spikelout. Everyone kept laughing and pointing, and Tim kept turning red with embarrassment.

Tim woke up, in a sweat, luckily he didn't wet himself again. The next day at school, Tim was distracted. "My parents said I could go on the trip." Said Midge. "My dad said I could go too. What about you guys?" Said Tam.

"I can go, but I have to wait to see if Jack can come." Said Beth. "I'm going, but Tim's not sure he wants to go." Said Spikelout. "Hey." Said Tim irritated. "Why not Tim?" Asked Midge. "Because...I'm probably gonna be busy." Said Tim.

"The permission slip said it's a weekend field trip. What would you be busy with?" Asked Beth. Before Tim could answer Mrs. Bork spoke to his relief. As the days passed on, Tim wondered what to do.

He wanted to go on the field trip, but there was no way he could let his friends find out about his bed wetting. His brother teased him about it enough already he didn't need his friends doing it too.

The night before he had to turn in his slip, he spoke to his mother about the problem. "I want to go on the trip, but if I have another accident, I'll be a laughing stock." said Tim. "Now Tim, it doesn't always happen. And it's something you can control." said Ruffnut.

"Maybe, if I don't drink anything." said Tim, hopefully. The next time the kids went to art class, they gave Miss Atali their permission, and she told Beth that Jack could come along. The kids couldn't wait to go, even though Tim was still nervous.

On the week of the field trip Miss Atali told the kids they'd leave from the school on Saturday morning, and come back Sunday afternoon. So when Saturday morning came, the kids were at the school with their overnight bags.

"I can't believe we're actually going into the city." said Jack. "It's gonna be awesome." added Tam. When the bus pulled up, Miss Atali got everyone on, and it drove off. They left the small town of Berk, and went into the big city of St. Paul.

The kids were amazed by the huge skyscrapers and the hustle and bustle of all the people. The bus pulled up to the museum and everyone got off. The museum was huge and was pure white.

"Now kids, before we go inside let's go over a few rules. Stay with the group, look with your eyes not your hands, and raise your hand if you have a question." Said Miss Atali.

"Yes, Miss Atali." Said the kids. "Good, now let's go." She Said. They all went inside and met with their tour guide. He let them put their bags in a storage closet downstairs and they started their tour.

They had a good time seeing all the paintings, sculptures, ancient artifacts, and learning about the different kinds of art styles and artists.

For lunch they went to a fancy Italian restaurant, and afterwards went back to the museum and saw an IMAX movie about a couple of the artists who had pieces in the museum.

They had dinner at the museum food court, and after looking at some more art it was time to go to bed. The kids got their bags, changed into their pajamas, and put their sleeping bags in an open space in a room.

"Sleep well children, if you need anything I'll be just up the hall." said Miss Atali. "Good night." said the kids, and she left. For a while the kids talked and told stories until they all fell asleep. But Tim tried not go to sleep.

But then he realized he already went to the bathroom, so he should be good, then he drifted off to sleep.

Everything seemed to be going fine, until around really early the next morning, Tim woke up really needing to go. He scurried out of his sleeping bag, towards the restroom. He was almost there, but as soon he got into a stall, he had another accident.

"No." he moaned. He stood there for a few minute wallowing in self pity, when someone else came in. Tim froze up, and tried to stay quiet, but the other voice spoke first. "Tim, you in here?" it asked.

"(Sighs), how'd you know it was me Spikelout?" he asked. "I smelled it, you had another accident huh?" asked Spikelout. "Yeah I did." Spikelout chuckled. "Yeah yeah, real funny can you just bring me my bag?"

Even though he laughed at his brother Spikelout got Tim's bag for him.

When the time had come for the kids to take the bus back to Berk, they were just waiting for it outside, and talked as they did. "You won't believe what I saw in the restroom. The janitor was cleaning up a huge puddle." said Jack.

Tim froze. "Gee, guessed someone missed, big time." said Midge. "Yeah, some guy probably just thought he could make it but didn't." said Spikelout. Tim was surprised, he thought his brother would've outed him.

"Probably." said Tam. When the bus came everyone boarded. "Hey, thanks." whispered Tim. "Well...only I can make fun of you." said Spikelout.

That's chapter 6, plz review