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Actually, she had a spell for that. But she didn’t really want him to get warts on his nose. His nose was one of the best parts of his face. Along with his eyes, his cheeks, his chin and forehead. So pretty much everything but his tattletale mouth!

“Hmm, I’m not worried,” Tobias said.

“Immy! Stop trying to deflect away from what you did. Did you hide in a pile of stuffies so you didn’t have to have your smoothie?” Jenner demanded.

Hmm. He seemed mad.

“I don’t know if I want to answer that.”

“Immy,” he warned in a low voice.

“Fine. Yes, I hid in the stuffies to avoid the grass smoothie.”

“It’s not a grass smoothie,” Jenner told her. “And you shouldn’t be hiding in order to avoid having it.”

She was starting to feel a bit guilty over her behavior. He had taken the time to make her the smoothie, she probably shouldn’t have hidden from him.

“And that’s not what you are supposed to use the stuffies for,” Abe told her.

“I know. I’m sorry.”

“I’m making you another smoothie,” Jenner told her, pointing at her with his finger. “With extra vitamins. And you’re to drink every last bit.”

She sighed. Well. This sucked.

Jenner walked off and she turned to glare at Tobias again. “This is your fault.”

Tobias raised his hands into the air. “This isn’t on me, Cherry. You’re the one who hid and didn’t have your grass smoothie. Which I’m sure is going to taste extra grassy with those extra vitamins in it.”

She groaned. Just awesome.

Forty minutes later,after her disgusting grass smoothie, Immy got up and stretched. “I’m going to bed.”

It was early for the guys, but not for her. After kissing Abe on the cheek, she gave them all a wave and snuck out. Straight into the kitchen.

Where she reached into the cupboard and pulled out the peanut butter jar.

Uh-huh!

Stifling a giggle, she snuck upstairs. Tobias had moved into the house in order to be closer for security a while ago.

She snuck into his room. His scent hit her first. Along with how tidy the room was. Immy crept over to the bed and carefully drew his bedding back.

Wow. His bed was so neat. She’d have to be careful about how she remade it. Using a knife, she smeared peanut butter on his white sheets.

More giggles threatened to escape, but she stifled them. After remaking his bed, she picked up the peanut butter and knife and snuck back out.

Shoot! Was that someone coming up the stairs? Immy rushed toward her bedroom, shutting the door behind her just in time. She moved over to the nightstand and put the jar and knife inside. She’d get rid of the evidence later.

Then she walked into the bathroom to have a shower.

Immy had just climbed into bed, when she heard the yell. And then pounding footsteps.

Ooh. Someone sounded mad.

Did she have time to hide? She quickly dove into the pile of stuffies.

Miss Pippa Porker, hide me!