Chapter Seven
With their plan in hand, the friends, minus Buddy of course, since his roots held him down, went up to the house and peered in the kitchen window. What they saw made them gasp, and Bessie moo in terror. Mrs. Farmer's wife had Pineapple firmly on the table, holding tight around the middle, and was grinning evilly holding a butcher knife high in the air right above Pineapple's neck. Pineapple had fainted dead away, and every so often a leaf quivered.
"Quick Douglas!" Whispered Porky. "Go and do your job!"
Douglas quickly went around to the front of the house, and stood in front of the door, and cleared his throat. Inside, Mrs. Farmer's wife had just lowered the knife to Pineapple's skin, when Pineapple woke up and saw Mrs. Farmer's wife raise the knife above her head. Pineapple squeaked and covered her face with her leaves. "I'm going to die!" She moaned. "Die!"
And just as the knife was about to slice Pineapple's throat, Mrs. Farmer's wife heard a voice. ""Well I jolly well say dear, come out and look at this here 'orse!"
Mrs. Farmer's wife frowned and put the knife down. "Since when does George speak in a British accent? And what horse? We don't have any horses. Did he buy a horse without asking me first?"
"The voice came again: "Bloody 'orse, I say, er." the voice coughed. "I mean, come out 'ere dear," and in an obviously fake American voice said: "and check this out!"
Mrs. Farmer's wife was thoroughly confused, but she figured, she may as well see what her 'George' was talking about. Of course it wasn't George at all, but Douglas, pretending to be George. So Mrs. Farmer's wife put Pineapple in the refrigerator, went outside, and what did she see? You may be expecting me to say she saw nothing. Or perhaps you were waiting for her to see a horse. Well no. She saw a cow. And not just any cow, Bessie Lou. And that was Mrs. Farmer's wife's best milking cow! So when she saw Bessie Lou running freely out in the yard, she gathered up her apron, and ran as fast as she could after her!
While Mrs. Farmer's wife was distracted with Bessie Lou, Douglas, Doris, Caesar, and Porky went into the kitchen and tried to pull the refrigerator door open. But it wouldn't budge. "I know what we can do!" Doris exclaimed, hopping onto the top of the refrigerator. She knelt down by the crack in the door, and yelled: "Pineapple, can you hear me?"
Pineapple was sitting in the darkness of the refrigerator and sitting in something slimy at that. But She did faintly hear Doris's call, and she yelled back right away that she could.
"All right!" Yelled Doris, "when I say three, push on the refrigerator door, ok?"
Pineapple nodded, before she remembered that they couldn't see her at all, not even if they were in the refrigerator with her, because it was so dark in there. "Ok!" She yelled back.
"All right!" Said Doris. "Now guys when I say three, we all pull, ok?"
They nodded. "One, two, three!"
With their plan in hand, the friends, minus Buddy of course, since his roots held him down, went up to the house and peered in the kitchen window. What they saw made them gasp, and Bessie moo in terror. Mrs. Farmer's wife had Pineapple firmly on the table, holding tight around the middle, and was grinning evilly holding a butcher knife high in the air right above Pineapple's neck. Pineapple had fainted dead away, and every so often a leaf quivered.
"Quick Douglas!" Whispered Porky. "Go and do your job!"
Douglas quickly went around to the front of the house, and stood in front of the door, and cleared his throat. Inside, Mrs. Farmer's wife had just lowered the knife to Pineapple's skin, when Pineapple woke up and saw Mrs. Farmer's wife raise the knife above her head. Pineapple squeaked and covered her face with her leaves. "I'm going to die!" She moaned. "Die!"
And just as the knife was about to slice Pineapple's throat, Mrs. Farmer's wife heard a voice. ""Well I jolly well say dear, come out and look at this here 'orse!"
Mrs. Farmer's wife frowned and put the knife down. "Since when does George speak in a British accent? And what horse? We don't have any horses. Did he buy a horse without asking me first?"
"The voice came again: "Bloody 'orse, I say, er." the voice coughed. "I mean, come out 'ere dear," and in an obviously fake American voice said: "and check this out!"
Mrs. Farmer's wife was thoroughly confused, but she figured, she may as well see what her 'George' was talking about. Of course it wasn't George at all, but Douglas, pretending to be George. So Mrs. Farmer's wife put Pineapple in the refrigerator, went outside, and what did she see? You may be expecting me to say she saw nothing. Or perhaps you were waiting for her to see a horse. Well no. She saw a cow. And not just any cow, Bessie Lou. And that was Mrs. Farmer's wife's best milking cow! So when she saw Bessie Lou running freely out in the yard, she gathered up her apron, and ran as fast as she could after her!
While Mrs. Farmer's wife was distracted with Bessie Lou, Douglas, Doris, Caesar, and Porky went into the kitchen and tried to pull the refrigerator door open. But it wouldn't budge. "I know what we can do!" Doris exclaimed, hopping onto the top of the refrigerator. She knelt down by the crack in the door, and yelled: "Pineapple, can you hear me?"
Pineapple was sitting in the darkness of the refrigerator and sitting in something slimy at that. But She did faintly hear Doris's call, and she yelled back right away that she could.
"All right!" Yelled Doris, "when I say three, push on the refrigerator door, ok?"
Pineapple nodded, before she remembered that they couldn't see her at all, not even if they were in the refrigerator with her, because it was so dark in there. "Ok!" She yelled back.
"All right!" Said Doris. "Now guys when I say three, we all pull, ok?"
They nodded. "One, two, three!"