Chapter 12 : Similar Thoughts
Minka swung alone on her tire swing. She felt bad. Which was strange because she normally was upbeat and happy. She didn't feel like running around and doing something crazy. All she could do was sit still and think about what had happened earlier. Mango had tried to be friends and she hadn't let her. What had happened to the Minka that wanted to be everyone's friend? Her stomach ached so she clutched it with her hands. Then she had a thought. That Minka was still here. Excited she swung off of her swing and went to the fire hydrant.
Pepper was sitting alone with her props. She remembered the time when she had made Penny Ling cry with her jokes. She had swore never to make fun of a friend with a joke ever again and now she just had. The skunk sighed as she squeezed her rubber chicken. Her stink was green and swirled around her tail. Pepper felt horrible. The rubber chicken fell from her hands as she just lay there staring at all her props. She grabbed a bunch and hugged them, trying to make herself feel better. Suddenly a wonderful idea popped into her head. How had she patched things up with Penny Ling? She had said sorry! Laughing she raced off toward the fire hydrant.
Vinnie was beginning to worry. Sunil had been gone a while. He began to panic. What if something had happened to him? He couldn't bring himself to think that Mango had done anything to him, but still. Vinnie began to pace back and forth. He wasn't sure if he should go and see how Sunil was doing. Whispering to himself Vinnie tried to calm down. Sunil was probably still outside the hydrant, working up the courage to go inside. Vinnie sat down and worried. He couldn't do it. He couldn't just sit there not knowing what had happened. Getting up he raced toward the fire hydrant.
Russell was holding his clipboard doing his daily checks of Littlest Pet Shop. But his mind wasn't really on what he was doing. He kept thinking back to earlier. He was the most responsible pet there. He should have said something about the jokes. He glanced down at his little list. He could't check one box. Russell pulled at his spikes with frustration. He hated not completing his check list. He sighed, he hated letting down his friends more. Russell looked toward the fire hydrant. He knew she was in there. He should go over there and apologize. That was exactly what he was going to do. He set his clipboard down, rolled into a ball and began to roll toward the hydrant. While he rolled, Russell wondered whether any of the other pets were having similar thoughts.