Chapter 4, A Day of Adventures

Tommy POV

So there me and Peter was, standing on a sidewalk, as Peter looked for something, as I watched cars drive past us in either direction on the street.

"What are we looking for Peter?" I asked.

"A taxi cab." Peter replied.

I wasn't sure what he was talking about, but soon, he founded it. Peter stuck his hand out and started waving kind of funny, then, this yellow car pulled up.

"Here it is Tommy, let's get in." Said Peter.

"This is a yellow car Peter, not a taxi cab." I replied.

"No Tommy, this is a taxi. They're yellow so they can be told apart from all of the other cars." Explained Peter, as he buckled me into the back seat of the taxi, the driver putted our suitcases in the trunk, and Peter gotted into the front next to the driver.

"Take us to 215 Glover Street please?" Said Peter.

"Sure thing." Said the driver, as we drove through the streets of Boston.

I sawed all kinds of buildings and peoples walking past. It looked a lot different than back home.

"Wow! This place looks different from home Peter." I said.

"That's cuz we're in a big city." Replied Peter.

The nextest thing I knew, we were pulling into this parking lot place, and there was a huge red building in front of us.

"Thank you sir." Said Peter, as he handed the driver some money, then we gotted our suitcases, and me and Peter walked up to the red building.

"Is this Rosie's house?" I asked.

"She lives in an apartment building Tommy, but yes, this is where Rosie lives." Said Peter, as we went up to a gate, and Peter hit a button that made a buzzer go off.

The gate opened, and we passed through to a bunch of little front yards all next to each other. Peter was looking for Rosie's door, when, he founded it, as we turned and walked up to her door, where Peter knocked. Not long after Peter knocked, Rosie opened the door.

"Hi Tommy, hi Peter." Said Rosie, as she hugged me so tight, I could barely breethe.

"Hey Rosie." Said Peter, as she lead us into her house, I mean, partment building.

We said hi to Rosie's mommy, daddy, and older sister Mary, before Peter put our suitcases in the room where we'd be sleeping, then, our aventures continued, when Peter took me, Rosie, and Mary back outside, for more fun.

"Would you three like to go on a duck tour?" Peter asked.

"Oh boy that sounds like fun!" Said Rosie.

"Yeah!" I said.

"I've been on them before, they're lots of fun!" Said Mary.

But to get to the duck tour, we had to go under ground, and ride a special train.

"Wow! A train! I exclaimed, as the train came near.

"That's not a train Tommy, that's a subway car, but here in Boston, we call it, The T." Said Mary, as we gotted on to the T, and road really fast for a while.

At one point, it went above ground, and we gotted off at the place where we'd be getting on the duck tour. There was a long line of peoples waiting for the same tour we were about to go on. Then, it showed up. It looked like a big bus, but was sort of in the shape of a duck.

"Hmmm, guess that's why they call it a duck tour." I thought to myself, as we borded the ride, and took off.

It was a hot sunny day, but I didn't care. Me and Rosie were having lots of fun, as we road the ride, and the driver tolded us about all of the buildings and places we were going by. Then, at one point, he had us quacking like ducks, and we went into the water.

"You know what Rosie?" I asked.

"No, what?" Rosie asked me.

"This is the bestest aventure I've ever had!" I said excitedly, as we gotted splashed with water.

"Yeah Tommy, you said it!" Said Rosie excitedly.

"I knew you kids would like it." Said Peter with a smile.

By the time the duck tour ended, me and Rosie needed to go potty, so we founded one and Peter helped us go, since we had to use the growed up potty, which neither one of us had moved to yet to use forever like Chuckie did a while back when I and my friends tried to teacher Spike to use the potty.

Then, after that, we went to the park in Boston, where I got to meet some of Rosie's friends. There were two little girls with blond hair, and two girls with black hair playing in the grass.

"Hi Rosie." Said one of the blond girls.

"Hi Hazel." Said Rosie, as she took my hand and led me over to her friends.

"This is my friend Tommy. Tommy, meet my bestest friend Hazel, and my other friends, Courtney, Natalie, and Hanna." Said Rosie, as she pointed to each of the girls.

"Hey." I said.

"Hi Tommy." Said Hazel.

We all played on the slide, made sand castles in the sandbox, and played together on a tire swing. After that, it was time for us to go, as there was one other place Peter wanted to take us before we went back to Rosie's place.

"Is everybody ready to have a snack at Mike's Pastries before we head home?" Peter asked.

"Mike's Pastries? Who's Mike?" I asked.

"He's the man that makes all sorts of yummy desserts!" Explained Mary and Rosie, as we walked down the street from the park to a bakery place, it looked kind of like the place I went to that one time when Dil gotted lost and we were chasing after him and a frog we had founded to give to my mommy for her birthday.

When we walked inside, we saw all sorts of stuff. Cookies, cakes, and pretty much every type of dessert in the whole wide world!

"Angelica would love this place!" I thought to myself, as I looked around. Though I was happy she wasn't with us, she'd wanna eat everything all by herself, and not let us have anything.

Then, a nice man with red hair walked up to us.

"Hi, I'm Mike, and welcome to Mike's Pastries. May I get you guys something?" Asked Mike.

"How about some cookies for the kids, and I'd like a biscotti and a mulca lottay please." Said Peter, as we sat down at a small table near a window, and waited for our snacks.

"So Mike makes desserts, just like Jack is the man who fixes cars." I said to Rosie.

She looked at me with a confused look. I guess she had never metted Jack before. Before Rosie or I could say another word, Mike fcame out with our snacks. Me and Rosie each gotted a huge cookie with rainbow sprinkles on it.

"Wow, I love these cookies! They're so prettyful, you almost don't wanna eat them, but they taste so good, you're glad you did!" Said Rosie, as she tooked a bite of her cookie, and I did the same.

After we ated our snacks, it was time to head back to Rosie's. We went under ground again, and road the T again, till we gotted off near Rosie's home, by this time, the sun was starting to go to sleep, so it's good we headed back to Rosie's home. We gotted there at the same time Rosie's mommy and daddy did too, and they had bags in their hands.

"What's in the bags mama?" Mary asked.

"Tonight's dinner, I thought our guests might like to try some Tye food." Said Rosie's mommy, as we went inside, and sat down to eat.

I sat in a booster seat at the kitchen table across from Rosie, where a bowl of soup was placed in front of me.

"Oh boy, glass noodle soup, my favoritest!" Said Rosie excitedly.

I looked down at my bowl, then over at the windows, then back down at my bowl again.

"Uh, Rosie, I'm glad it's your favoritest, but, I didn't think glass would taste very good." I said.

Rosie laughed.

"Oh Tommy you're so silly, that's not real glass in the soup, it's noodles, they just call it glass noodle soup because the soup kind of looks like glass. At least, I think that's why they call it that." Explained Rosie.

I took a bite and was pleased with my soup.

"You're right Rosie, this is good!" I said.

"We love it, and don't worry Tommy, Rosie thought the soup came from the windows the first time she tried it last year." Said Mary.

"Hey!" Said Rosie.

"Well you did." Said Mary.

Rosie's face blushed with embarrassment.

"Oh, guess I did." Said Rosie.

"It's ok Rosie, it's easy to get things mixed up sometimes." I said, as I ate the rest of my soup, and enjoyed a dinner of some spaghetti type pasta with chicken in it.

Rosie's mommy and daddy called this tye tye. Maybe cuz the noodles looked like shoe laces, but it tasted good, and so far, I was having the bestest day ever. While we ated our dinner, Rosie's mommy and daddy were talking with Peter about what we'd be doing the nextest day. We'd be going with Hazel and her mommy and daddy to something called a marathon, and then, going out to eat at some place called Fire and Ice.

"Rosie?" I asked.

"Yes Tommy?" Rosie replied.

"Are we really going to eat fire and ice?" I asked.

"Oh no, another mix up there. The place is called fire and ice, but at this place, we get to pick out the food we want to eat, and the nice peoples who work at the restaurant fix it for us, but unlike at most restaurants when you need a growed up to read what's available to you in this little book they have at the table, at this place, they have the food all laid out, and with a growed ups help, they can dish it into a bowl, and you get to watch the peoples cook it all up and make it ready to eat!" Explained Rosie.

"Oh wow Rosie, that sounds like fun! I can't wait to go tomorrow!" I said.

Unfortunately, my good times were about to come to an end.

"Wanna play with my new Dummi Bears puzzle? I got it as a birthday present from my aunt Sally!" Said Rosie, as she hopped down from her booster seat, and ran towards the living room.

"Sure!" I said, as I hopped down and joined her.

We sat down on the floor and were putting the Dummi Bears puzzle together, when Rosie asked me a question.

"You were saying that Jack is the man who fixes cars. When did you meet him?" Rosie asked me.

"Well, I metted him a long time ago when me, my aunt Charlotte, cousin Angelica, and bestest friend Chuckie were all on our way to see the Dummi Bears concert, when the car gotted broked. So we searched the whole world, and founded Jack at the firstest place we came to. He fixed the car, and we were on our way to the concert." I explained.

"Oh wow! How cool! I love the Dummi Bears, and my favoritest one is Jelly Bear! I've seen the Dummi Bears in concert twice, and I've even been to see Dummi Bears on Ice!" Said Rosie.

"That's neat Rosie." I said.

"So, how was the Dummi Bears concert?" Rosie asked me.

That's when the trouble started. Before I could even think of answering her, I started to get an uncomfortable feeling in my tummy. I felt like I was going to throw up. Not wanting to ruin Rosie's new toy, I gotted up quickly, and started running through Rosie's partment, till I got to the bathroom.

"What's wrong Tommy?" I heard Rosie asking as she chased after me, but I couldn't answer her. No sooner had I gotted to the door of the bathroom, when I throwed up everywhere.

I was so upset, I slumped down on the ground, and started crying.

"Mary! Peter! Come quick! Tommy throwed up!" I heard Rosie call over my tears.

"It's ok Tommy sweetie, we'll get that all cleaned up." I heard Rosie's mommy say, when she came with a mop and cleaned up the mess.

But at that moment, if my bestest friend Chuckie had been there, he would have had one thing to say, "I'm doomed."

End of Tommy POV

Zack POV

"So what happened Tommy? Was it just, the Tye food didn't agree with you? Or was it worser than that?" I asked.

Before Tommy could reply, Peter came into their living room, and was outside of the playpen.

"Hi Peter." I said excitedly.

"Well hey Zack, I see you got your blond hair back." Said Peter.

"Yep, the sun brought it back while me and Tommy were napping earlier, and Tommy's been telling me all about the trip you and him took to see Rosie." I said.

Then I looked over at Tommy, who had a finger to his lips, remembering the promise I had made. Of course, since Peter went on that trip, I figured it was ok to mention it to him.

"What you doing here Peter?" Dil asked, walking towards the exit of the playpen.

"Well Dil, your mommy and daddy are going out tonight, and Taffy and your grandparents were too busy to babysit, so here I am, to watch you, Tommy, and Zack this evening." Said Peter.

"Yay!" We all said in unison, as Peter scooped me up, and Tommy and Dil exited the playpen, and we went into the kitchen and sat down for dinner.

"It's amazing how fast the time can go when one of your bestest friends is telling you a good story." I thought to myself, as I watched Peter skimming the kitchen to find us something to eat.

"So, what do you guys want for dinner tonight?" Peter asked.

"I want my two favoritest foods in the whole wide world, yogurt and nochoes please." I said.

"Well Zack, you are the guest of honor this weekend, if Stu and Didi have yogurt and nochoes on hand, then your wish, is my command. Tommy? Dil? Is that all right with you?" Peter asked.

Tommy and Dil nodded, as Peter rummaged through everything, to find some yogurt in the fridge, and a bag of nochoes in a cabinet.

"Then yogurt and nochoes is tonight's dinner, and luckily, that's something I can fix, without needing the help of one of my servants to do it." Said Peter, as he melted the cheese on our nochoes, and dished us up plates of nochoes and cheese, and gave each of us a bowl of yogurt.

"So Tommy, what happened nextest?" I asked.

"I don't wanna talk about it while we're eating Zack, but all I'll tell you is, things gotted worser." Replied Tommy, as he took another bite of his yogurt.

I went on eating my dinner, figuring Tommy would come around and tell me the rest of the story of his trip, whenever he was ready. After all, this was only the firstest day of my visit, and I was going to be here for a very long weekend.

After dinner, Peter gave us each a Reptar bar for dessert, since we nicely cleaned our plates, and then, he took us upstairs for a bath.

"So Zack, I hear your aunt had to go away, and she left you with some new diapers to wear." Said Peter.

"Yeah." I muttered.

"You know, Phil and Lil wore diapers like that one time too, and didn't care much for them either." Said Peter, as he carried me upstairs, Tommy and Dil following behind.

"Don't remind me." I muttered, as Peter gotted me, Tommy and Dil, all ready for our baths, and got us into the tub.

Once we were in the tub, I asked my burning question.

"So Tommy, Peter, what else happened on your trip to see Rosie?" I asked.

Before Tommy could reply, Peter spoke up, completely changing the subject.

"Oh, that reminds me, I spoke with Rosie's mommy earlier today, and I have a bit of bad news about Rosie." Said Peter, a frown on his face.

"What's wrong Peter?" Tommy asked.

End of Zack POV

So, what bad news did Peter have to give to Tommy? We'll find out, in the next chapter.

Author's Note: I forgot to put in the disclaimer in the first chapter that Hazel and her family and Hanna are owned by AsToldByHazelNut, and Natalie is owned by Emma Pickles. And as for Mike at Mike's Pastries, I honestly don't know what he really looks like, so for purposes of this story, we'll make the red headed bakery owner, my OC.