Chapter 4
That Sunday night, Bobby creaked his door open to see if Hank and Peggy had gone to bed. He saw that the lights were out, so they apparently had gone to bed. Bobby then opened the window to his room and silently left.
He went into the garage and got his bicycle. He got on and started hurrying, when all of a sudden, he spotted Dale giving him a hard stare through his glasses. Dale stood at the end of the driveway. "Bobby! Just where do you think you're going?"
"Uh…the store," Bobby said.
"Why?"
"Dad wanted me to get groceries."
"At ten-o'-clock at night?"
"Wait a minute, Mr. Gribble? What are you doing up this time of night?"
"Keeping an eye on the neighborhood. I'm the neighborhood watchdog. I make sure nothing weird goes on around here. Now get your sorry ass back inside, or I'm telling Hank." Bobby got off his bike and gripped Dale's neck in a certain place, which caused him to become unconscious. Dale fell to the ground, and Bobby got back on his bike to leave for the Mega-Lo-Mart.
When he got there, he immediately went to the women's clothing section. Practically nobody was in the store! The section was all his. "Finally!" Bobby nearly exclaimed. He tore his clothes off and started to freely try on women's clothing. He loved the sensation of it. He tried on skirts, pantyhose, bras, spaghetti-strap shirts, lingerie, panties, and high-heel shoes. He left a bunch of clothes laying all over the women's clothing section.
Bobby was dressed in a tutu when he suddenly heard someone yell, "HEY!" Bobby shot back and saw there was an angry security guard. Bobby gasped and ran out of the Mega-Lo-Mart. He got on his bike and left for safety. Bobby didn't know where he could hide, though, so he just decided to go to Bill's house. Bobby then heard sirens behind him, and he looked back, seeing a police car chase him. When Bobby arrived at Bill's house, he dropped his bike and burst through the door of Bill's house.
Meanwhile, Bill was in his bedroom, cuddling with a pillow he pretended was his ex-wife Lenore. "Oh Lenore, it's so good to have you back," Bill said, nearly squeezing the pillow. But he stopped when he heard Bobby run inside, along with the heavy footsteps and shouts of policemen. Bill entered his living room to see what was going on.
Bobby was hiding behind an easy chair. "Come out with your hands up!" ordered the policeman. Bobby slowly came from behind the chair and raised his hands.
Bill turned to one of the police officers. "What's going on?" Bill asked, worried.
"This kid was trying on women's clothing at the Mega-Lo-Mart in public, made a mess, and left without paying for his tutu," the officer explained.
"Bobby!" gasped Bill.
Just then, Dale burst inside. He had woken up from being unconscious. "Ah-ha! I knew something fishy was going on! I'm telling Hank!" Dale left to get Hank. Bobby gasped and nearly started to cry. The policeman asked Bobby for his information and asked Bobby for his side of the story. Afterward, Bobby remained silent while the police recorded the information. It wasn't long after that when Dale returned with Hank.
"BOBBY HILL, EXPLAIN YOURSELF!" Hank demanded. "What has gotten into you! You're wearing girl clothes again! Apparently doing that work didn't get through to you. Maybe a few hours doing community service will set you straight," Hank said. "But first, I must give you a firm talking-to."