Eli: Here's Chapter three. Aren't you glad? Not first day of school. Enjoy.

-School-

"Alright guys, let's start." Seven year old Gracie Clarice Po McCartney stood in the middle of the group of girls. They gathered around the desk which on it lay a single doll.

"Scapel?" Asked Gracie. Her friend next to her handed over a pair of scissors that were broken in half. Gracie slowly but surely cut open the dolls chest. The girls gave out a gasp as the contents of the doll fell out.

"Gracie, why is the dolly's blood white?"

"That isn't blood, it's white blood cells."

"Oh."

"Forceps?" Her other friend handed her a pair of tongs. Gracie pulled out a part of the cotten that inhabited the dolls form. The group ohhhh and ahhhh- ed. Catherine LeBeau spotted a group of her students leaning over something. She soon realized what was going on.

"Gracie!" She called out as she walked over. The group of girls all turned.

"Yes Ms. LeBeau?" They all chanted innocently. Catherine picked up the broken doll from the desk and put her hands to her hips. "Gracie Po McCartney, did or did I not ask you to please don't diesct the dolly?"

"It wasn't a disection, Ms. LeBeau. It was an autopsy."

"Gracie, the dolly had been autopsied three times already. There is nothing new to discover so please leave her alone. Next time, I will call your parents. Understand?"

"Yes, Ms LeBeau." The teacher smiled and walked away. Her friend titled her head.

"What now?" Gracie smiled.

"Go get Mr. Teddy."

-The Next Day-

Gracie was playing along side her cousin Bethany in the school yard when the helicopter flew down towards them. Three men dropped down early to clear space. Most of the kids stood to the side mystified as the helicopter landed. Gracie and Bethany seemed oblivious as they went on playing hopscotch.

A dirty blond haired man jumped out of the helicopter as soon as it landed and headed toward the two girls. Bethany looked up first. "Hi, Uncle Jake." Gracie looked up as well.

"Daddy!" Jake smiled and bent down to his daughters level.

"Uh, Gracie, honey?"

"Yes?"

"Did you take Daddy's badge this morning?"

"Oh. Did you need it?"

"YES, sweetie. Now, where is it? I need to go save the governor."

"Um..... Bethany has it." He turned to Bethany who stood there confused as she looked back at Gracie. "I thought you had it?"

"No, I gave it to you in the class room, remember?"

"But I gave it back!"

"Nuh uh."

"Uh huh."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes!"

"Stop! Where is my badge? I need it now!" Gracie suddenly hit her head. "Of course." She went back to the hopscotch and picked up his badge off the number three. She put it in his hand. "Here, Daddy."

Jake breathed out in relief. "Thank you, Gracie. I have to go, but we are going to have a long talk with your mother young lady."

"Yes, Daddy." Jake kissed her on her fore head. "Bye baby, bye Bethany." He went back to the helicopter.

"Bye Daddy."

"Bye Uncle Jake." And the helicopter took off. Bethany looked at Gracie. "You got in trouble."

"Did not. Now let's play."

-Class-

"Okay class. I want you all to name me a four syllable word when I call your name out."

"Yes Ms. LeBeau." The class chanted.

"Alright, Alice?"

"Capricorn."

"Good. Derek?"

"Intimidate."

"Super. Gracie?"

"Formaldihide."

"Gre- Wait! What did you say?"

"Formaldihide. It's a four syllable word."

"Yeah. Good." Catherine glanced at Gracie for a minute. 'What am I ever going to do about this one?'

Coming Attractions:

Nicholas and Christopher Woo -in-

Double Trouble With A Vengence