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Chapter 8:

Jingle

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Then a knock tapped on the door and Stan bit his lip and said, "Everyone's here, right?"

Everyone nodded.

"HEY! WHO'S IN MY HIDING PLACE?" a voice yelled.

Chapter 8:

Everyone froze, but Sandy and Stan were shaking. Even Oxnard, the easily scared one, found himself as still as a stone.

"IT'S, LIKE, THE GUY THAT LEFT ALL THOSE SUPPLIES! HE'S TOTALLY COME BACK FOR HIS REVENGE!" Sandy screamed.

Stan stared running all over the place yelling, "HIT THE DECK! BRACE YOURSELVES!"

Oxnard starting freaking out too and said, "Save my seed! Save my seed!"

Everyone else looked confused, but one by one, they all panicked except Hamtaro. He opened the door as everyone said, "NO!"

A boy who looked to be about their age strolled in as if there wasn't anything out of the ordinary. He had dark orange hair and a brown Mohawk. He was wearing a leather jacked over a black shirt and ripped jeans. He was also carrying a guitar.

"Whoa, you guys freaked out and I just went in and about," the boy said, rhyming.

Boss stepped up and demanded, "Who are you? What gives you the right to come into our clubhouse."

"Your clubhouse? I gave you all the supplies and you made this place so don't tell lies," the boy said.

Everyone sweat-dropped and Dexter said, "That doesn't make any sense."

"So? I just go with the flow." He strummed his guitar and said, "I just like to rhyme."

Every ham-ham looked very confused and Hamtaro said, "Um, what's your name?"

"It may be Ringle. It may be Bingle. It might be Kris Kringle (You know. Like Santa. LOL). But, no. Its Jingle," the boy said.

"Heke? Jingle? That's a pretty cool name," Hamtaro complimented. Then, he introduced everyone to Jingle.

"So let me get this straight. You're Ham-and-eggs, right?" asked Jingle.

"Actually, it's Hamtaro," Hamtaro repeated.

Jingle looked at Hamtaro as if he was crazy and asked, "You changed your name? That's not going to give you fame."

"But-"

"Okay, let me get your names," Jingle said as he turned to the others. He pointed at each ham-ham and said their name. This is how the terror went:

Bijou: Mijou

Boss: Chief

Pashmina: Pleabina

Sandy: Randy

Stan: Chan

Maxwell: Taxbell

Howdy: Hello

Dexter: Mexcher

Panda: Grizzly

Before anyone could say anything about Jingle's bad memory at names, Jingle said a last goodbye.

"Thanks for the clubhouse. You're as fast as a mouse. I'll be seeing you soon, but not at noon. You keep the clubhouse," he sang and added before going out the door, "I'm just a wandering ham poet."

And he left.

"Whoa, creepy guy. At least he let us keep the clubhouse!" Stan said.

"Yeah. He was nice, I guess," Panda added.

"At least he's not a monster that Sandy said," Pashmina teased.

Sandy looked furious at this and said, "But, like, I was right before, right? Someone did bring the supplies to build."

"Yeah, I guess you're right, Sandy," Oxnard thought aloud.

Sandy nodded. She looked over at Maxwell, but he was reading a book and not paying attention at all. She sighed and turned back to the ham-hams.

"Okay, ham-hams! Listen up! We have to put the furniture in and let's make a goal to finish it in a week," Hamtaro announced.

Everyone cheered and Dexter said, "Maybe we should make a chart of what we've completed. Tomorrow, we should get a couch in."

"I agree with Dexter," Pashmina exclaimed.

"HA! See, Howdy? Pashmina likes my ideas!"
Dexter bragged.

"She likes my volunteering!" Howdy yelled back.

"She likes me better!"

"No! She likes me!"

"No, me!"

"No, me!"

Pashmina groaned and both of them were quiet.

"Thanks, Pashy, babe," Stan said winking.

"That is it!" Sandy yelled. She jumped up, twirled her ribbon high in the air like a lasso, caught Stan, tied him, and stuffed him in the closet of the clubhouse. Everyone stared at her as if she was crazy.

"What?" she asked. Everyone gave her a stern look and said, "Fine, I'll let him out."

She unlocked the closet containing Stan who had the ribbon tied over his mouth and he jumped out yelling, "Mrrmmph! MRRMMPHH!"

Sandy untied Stan and he leapt for freedom.

He stretched and said, "Thanks for getting me out of there."

He turned to Sandy and criticized, "I thought you were trying to kill me, sis. Don't try to lasso me up for a rodeo."

"Ha, ha. You're the one who's killing me, Stan," Sandy retorted.

Everyone laughed and Maxwell beamed at Sandy making her blush even harder.

"So, I guess that we're going to bring in the furniture, right, everyone?" Panda asked.

"I don't have any furniture, but I can bring Penelope and her mentor, Cappy. They're both young, but would be a great addition to the clubhouse," Pashmina exclaimed.

"Oui! Zat vould be great, Pazhmina," Bijou agreed.

Boss spoke up and said, "Let's make a chart about who is bringing what."

Everyone nodded and drew out the table. Here's how it ended up:

Hamtaro: Paint

Bijou: Carpet

Boss: Two recliners

Pashmina: Flowers and plants

Panda: Lots of desks, chairs, and tables

Sandy: Board games and other sports stuff

Stan: Homework table

Maxwell: LOTS of books

Dexter: Chalkboard

Howdy: TV and computer

They all looked over the list and smiled. Everyone was bringing some useful stuff and was happy for it. Everyone promised to get his or her stuff in about three days from now with the exception of Howdy who needed a lot more time. Everyone left the clubhouse, but the first was Howdy who had a little scheme…