Chapter 3: Lucky Charms
"Hold on a minute," I said. "If we're going to search high and low for clues, let me get dressed first."
"Sure thing, Devon," said Joe with a smirk. Suddenly, three piles of clothes appear in front of him.
"I just remembered I needed to take my clothes to the laundromat! Kids, can you tell which of these clothes piles has Devon's clothes?"
I mentally slapped myself and said a silent prayer that they would know the right one. Thankfully, they did.
"The middle one!" a little girl shouted from the audience, and in the blink of an eye, I was out of my PJ's and in my usual attire: a black shirt with Evanescence's symbol, faded black jeans, black combat boots, and my silver dragon necklace. And for some reason, I already had my backpack on.
I was about to tell the little girl, "No duh, Sherlock," but I just said, "Wow! How did you know?"
"Because Evanescence rocks!" the little girl squealed. "...Why are all the kids staring at me?"
"Never mind," I said smiling. "We need to find those clues before they decide to cancel Blue's Clues altogether!"
"Right! The clues!" said Joe. He went off to search singing, "We are looking for Blue's Clues, we're trying to save Blue's Clues----"
"A CLUE! A CLUE!" I suddenly shrieked. I almost died out of embarrassment. That's the last thing I'd be hearing out of a 14-year-old. But if it was for the good of the show...
"Do? Do what?" asked Joe, still searching.
"Do look for the clue I was yelling about," I said slyly, playing along.
"Oh, a clue! Where?"
"It's up on the counter," I replied, pointing to where the blue paw print was.
Joe grinned. "Oh! There's our first clue! On this...box of Lucky Charms?!" Joe scratched his head out of confusion. "Hmmm...oh well. When we find a clue, we need our handy-dandy...handy-dandy..." Joe muttered frantically as he dug through his pocket.
"Notebook, you imbecile!" the same little girl screeched from the pre-K audience.
"I know, but----ohhh, SHOOT! I forgot to get my notebook from Side Table Drawer! Come on, Devon, this is important!" he said, grabbing my wrist and dragging me at breakneck speed to the living room. He stooped beside Side Table Drawer, who was quietly singing out her sorrows about the show.
"Nobody knows the trouble this show sees..." she sang mournfully. She just slid open while bawling and Joe grabbed the small notebook that had the famous Thinking Chair printed on it, but this time, it also had in red letters, HELP.
"Let's get out of here before she starts singing 'Swing Low, Sweet Chariot'," Joe whispered.
"I h-h-heard that," Side Table Drawer retorted through her tears before closing. We returned to the kitchen.
"Now, what was that clue again?" Joe questioned, crayon in hand.
"It was Lucky Charms," I answered.
"All right! So we draw a line here...and here...and write in some stuff here...and we have a box of Lucky Charms." He turned toward the audience to show off his doodle of a box with "Lucky Charms" written on it. "So our first clue is Lucky Charms." The doodle popped onto the screen near Joe's head. "What could that mutt want with Lucky Charms?!? Our career is plunging down to the big fiery place below the Earth's surface, and all Blue cares about is breakfast!" Joe looked about ready to cry.
"I told you this was going to be our best episode," Blue replied in doggy- talk.
"How is Lucky Charms going to lead your show to salvation?" I asked. Suddenly I heard a voice, but it was from one of the shakers.
"I'll give you one hint about the cereal," the tiny red shaker spoke. "What you're looking for in the cereal has something at its end that's also in the cereal."
I didn't quite get her hint, but I said I'd think it over. "Who are you, anyway?"
"I'm Paprika," the shaker replied. "I'm Mr. Salt and Mrs. Pepper's daughter."
"My name's Devon," I introduced myself, to be friendly. I was going to have a ball trying to explain to my future grandkids that back in the day, it was actually possible for a peppershaker to get pregnant. "Are there...others?"
"Others? Oh, you mean in my family. I have a little brother, Cinnamon." To my disbelief, an even smaller shaker of cinnamon appeared next to Paprika.
"Are you sure you don't have any more siblings?" I said.
"No, but Sage should be here by next month," said Paprika, and she giggled. "Which reminds me of something. Cinnamon and I need help with something." She led me to the refrigerator, where their names were spelled out in kiddy letter magnets, except they were spelled like this:
PAPRIKO
CINNAMAN
"We've always been bad spellers," Paprika explained. "We think the 'O' in my name and the extra 'A' in his name need to be switched. What do you think?"
"YES!!!" all the kids shouted before I could die from embarrassment again. They switched the letters.
"According to the contract for the show, I'm usually to do about two more word problems with you," Paprika stated. "But I think those clues are more important if you want to save the show. Catch you later!" She and Cinnamon continued to laugh as they played with more magnets.
I stuffed the Lucky Charms into my backpack. At least it makes a better breakfast than cardboard. But how is a cereal going to save Blue's Clues?
Before I left to help Joe, I made my own message on the fridge, with the magnets:
DEVON J. WAS HERE. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~ And that was Chapter 3. Chapter 4 will probably be the end, or it may go up to Chapter 5. I also forgot to mention that I don't own Eminem or Lucky Charms. This Blue's Clues isn't simple, either. Before you read the answer, you'd really have to think about it if you want to try to solve it on your own.
"Hold on a minute," I said. "If we're going to search high and low for clues, let me get dressed first."
"Sure thing, Devon," said Joe with a smirk. Suddenly, three piles of clothes appear in front of him.
"I just remembered I needed to take my clothes to the laundromat! Kids, can you tell which of these clothes piles has Devon's clothes?"
I mentally slapped myself and said a silent prayer that they would know the right one. Thankfully, they did.
"The middle one!" a little girl shouted from the audience, and in the blink of an eye, I was out of my PJ's and in my usual attire: a black shirt with Evanescence's symbol, faded black jeans, black combat boots, and my silver dragon necklace. And for some reason, I already had my backpack on.
I was about to tell the little girl, "No duh, Sherlock," but I just said, "Wow! How did you know?"
"Because Evanescence rocks!" the little girl squealed. "...Why are all the kids staring at me?"
"Never mind," I said smiling. "We need to find those clues before they decide to cancel Blue's Clues altogether!"
"Right! The clues!" said Joe. He went off to search singing, "We are looking for Blue's Clues, we're trying to save Blue's Clues----"
"A CLUE! A CLUE!" I suddenly shrieked. I almost died out of embarrassment. That's the last thing I'd be hearing out of a 14-year-old. But if it was for the good of the show...
"Do? Do what?" asked Joe, still searching.
"Do look for the clue I was yelling about," I said slyly, playing along.
"Oh, a clue! Where?"
"It's up on the counter," I replied, pointing to where the blue paw print was.
Joe grinned. "Oh! There's our first clue! On this...box of Lucky Charms?!" Joe scratched his head out of confusion. "Hmmm...oh well. When we find a clue, we need our handy-dandy...handy-dandy..." Joe muttered frantically as he dug through his pocket.
"Notebook, you imbecile!" the same little girl screeched from the pre-K audience.
"I know, but----ohhh, SHOOT! I forgot to get my notebook from Side Table Drawer! Come on, Devon, this is important!" he said, grabbing my wrist and dragging me at breakneck speed to the living room. He stooped beside Side Table Drawer, who was quietly singing out her sorrows about the show.
"Nobody knows the trouble this show sees..." she sang mournfully. She just slid open while bawling and Joe grabbed the small notebook that had the famous Thinking Chair printed on it, but this time, it also had in red letters, HELP.
"Let's get out of here before she starts singing 'Swing Low, Sweet Chariot'," Joe whispered.
"I h-h-heard that," Side Table Drawer retorted through her tears before closing. We returned to the kitchen.
"Now, what was that clue again?" Joe questioned, crayon in hand.
"It was Lucky Charms," I answered.
"All right! So we draw a line here...and here...and write in some stuff here...and we have a box of Lucky Charms." He turned toward the audience to show off his doodle of a box with "Lucky Charms" written on it. "So our first clue is Lucky Charms." The doodle popped onto the screen near Joe's head. "What could that mutt want with Lucky Charms?!? Our career is plunging down to the big fiery place below the Earth's surface, and all Blue cares about is breakfast!" Joe looked about ready to cry.
"I told you this was going to be our best episode," Blue replied in doggy- talk.
"How is Lucky Charms going to lead your show to salvation?" I asked. Suddenly I heard a voice, but it was from one of the shakers.
"I'll give you one hint about the cereal," the tiny red shaker spoke. "What you're looking for in the cereal has something at its end that's also in the cereal."
I didn't quite get her hint, but I said I'd think it over. "Who are you, anyway?"
"I'm Paprika," the shaker replied. "I'm Mr. Salt and Mrs. Pepper's daughter."
"My name's Devon," I introduced myself, to be friendly. I was going to have a ball trying to explain to my future grandkids that back in the day, it was actually possible for a peppershaker to get pregnant. "Are there...others?"
"Others? Oh, you mean in my family. I have a little brother, Cinnamon." To my disbelief, an even smaller shaker of cinnamon appeared next to Paprika.
"Are you sure you don't have any more siblings?" I said.
"No, but Sage should be here by next month," said Paprika, and she giggled. "Which reminds me of something. Cinnamon and I need help with something." She led me to the refrigerator, where their names were spelled out in kiddy letter magnets, except they were spelled like this:
PAPRIKO
CINNAMAN
"We've always been bad spellers," Paprika explained. "We think the 'O' in my name and the extra 'A' in his name need to be switched. What do you think?"
"YES!!!" all the kids shouted before I could die from embarrassment again. They switched the letters.
"According to the contract for the show, I'm usually to do about two more word problems with you," Paprika stated. "But I think those clues are more important if you want to save the show. Catch you later!" She and Cinnamon continued to laugh as they played with more magnets.
I stuffed the Lucky Charms into my backpack. At least it makes a better breakfast than cardboard. But how is a cereal going to save Blue's Clues?
Before I left to help Joe, I made my own message on the fridge, with the magnets:
DEVON J. WAS HERE. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~ And that was Chapter 3. Chapter 4 will probably be the end, or it may go up to Chapter 5. I also forgot to mention that I don't own Eminem or Lucky Charms. This Blue's Clues isn't simple, either. Before you read the answer, you'd really have to think about it if you want to try to solve it on your own.