"Alright Will, time to go!", called out Will's mother, "We have an appointment, so be quick."
What was this? The doctor was threatening them with pointy mints? Will had to think fast. He had the paper scissors in his trouser pocket, the piece of string in his other one, the paperclip, toy gun and the..the apple! Of course! He had almost forgotten the most important part of his plan.
"Just a second, mummy.", he shouted as he ran and skidded around a corner to the kitchen.
He quickly slipped a shiny, red apple into his pocket.
As he walked up to the door, he tried to act normal. The less people who knew about his plan, the better. He was a cunning little mastermind.
"What's that in your pocket, Will?", asked his mum noticing the bulge in his jacket.
'Anyway, if mummy found out, she would just try to stop me and remind me of the pointy mints.' However, his mother had also taught him never to lie.
"It's an apple, mummy.", he replied as innocently as he could.
"Ahhh, my clever boy," she said, ruffling his fur. Had she guessed his plan already?
"It is quite a way from here to the doctor. But you needn't have worried about getting hungry, I packed some yummy treats for you so that you wouldn't get peckish on the way. But you can still take the apple with you if you like. Just make sure you don't make a mess in the car."
Will sighed in relief. So she thought he only brought it along to eat.
"Now, come on, we don't want to be late for the appointment, do we?"
Oh no, the pointy mints, he'd forgotten!
Will quietly gulped as they went out the door.