The manager walked out of the building, with glass shards on his butt. He couldn't imagine the reason for the bad soft serve ice cream. As he yelped in pain, the manager reached for his cell phone to call the ambulance.
The ambulance arrived! A nurse carried the man into the ambulance with the help of another doctor, and the manager from the restaurant laid down on his stomach as his buttocks had bits of the window Junie B broke earlier.
"That fucking idiot!" he tried to say, but had a breathing mask on his mouth. Sent to the hospital an hour later, the manager continued to lie down on his stomach and have his broken hip repaired and the glass bits taken out of his bottom.
Meanwhile, Grace gave Junie B another idea.
"We can go back to your house now! You need to get back before lunch!"
The two children walked back to Junie B's house.
Junie B and Grace knocked on the door. "OW! MY KNUCKLES!" Junie B said as she knocked on the door.
"Where where you, June Beatrice Jones?! You need a penalty!" Mom was very mad.
"Football players get penalties all the time! I don't play football at all!"
Junie B was not allowed to eat dessert after dinner, even though she ate her stewed tomatoes this time.
"Your baby brother, Ollie, is being potty trained!" Mom told her daughter, Junie B Jones.
Ollie walked up to a windowsill, pulled down his diaper, and his bottom was sticking out the window. A squirrel went in the yard to find a nut...
Something landed on the squirrel's head! The squirrel wiped the mess off and left it on the ground.
Junie B wanted dessert so badly, she went to the yard in her nightgown to see if there was any 'dessert'.
Junie B found a pile of... Brown stuff. She wanted dessert, but this was what she had.
Junie B laid her tongue on the pile- tasted good!- She couldn't stop eating the foul smelling brown object, since this was the only dessert available.
"M'mm good!" She said. She got back into the house and went back to bed.
The next day, Mom got up early, cooking omelets with hash browns when she told her daughter the worst news she had ever received.
"I found out your brother, Ollie, had pooped out the window."
