The Further Adventures of Bob the Penguin
The Case of the Missing Library Book
By
Katie Koch
Chapter 1
Bob the penguin sat in the fuzzy red couch in the library. He was reading a book about the founder of Penguin City, Mr. A. J. Puffin. For some strange reason, Mr. Puffin was Bob’s great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather. Bob was taking notes about the book, when suddenly Mrs. Macaroni, the librarian rushed up to Bob.
“Bob, Bob oh I’m so glad you are still here!” she gasped.
“What’s the matter ma’am?” Bob asked.
“There is a book that I’m looking for that five citizens have asked for and it’s not on the bookshelf where it’s supposed to be!” Mrs. Macaroni sobbed.
“Could you show me?” Bob asked. They walked to the shelf where the adventure stories were kept. In the middle of the shelf was a big gap.
“What is the name of this missing book?” Bob asked.
“Mr. Puffin: What He Really Did.” said Mrs. Macaroni.
He took out his notebook and wrote: Missing book Mr. Puffin: What He Really Did
Bob looked carefully at the shelf. He noticed some crumbs on the shelf and the floor below. He picked some up between his flippers and sniffed. He placed a small amount on the tip of his tongue and tasted them. He then wrote: found crumbs at crime scene possibly from a donut.
“I see.” Bob said. “I think I shall question these five penguins.”
“Would you give me a list of these penguins?” Bob asked.
“Certainly” she said. Bob looked over the list. It said:
Joe Mackerael
Lisa Wuddles
Micheal Weavles
Marti Penguin
Joanna Winger
“Isn’t Joanna Winger your assistant?” Bob said.
“Yes.” Mrs. Macaroni said.
Bob looked at the list again.
“MARTI PENGUIN! That’s my mother!” Bob yelled.
“Quiet Bob! This is the library!” Mrs. Macaroni hissed.
“But I told her specifically not to check out any adventure books, because I’d buy them for her birthday!”
“Well, Bob, when your mother came in she said that she needed to read the book badly and that she’d do anything to get her wings on that book!”
Chapter 2
Bob set out for igloo number 265 W. Curry Street. He got there and opened the door. He went to his closet and pulled out his purple and green striped bowtie, and put it on. He looked around to make sure that everything was nice and neat. It was. So Bob walked out the door and locked it. He looked at the list: Joe Mackerael
“First stop, 173 S. Puffin Avenue.” Bob said. Bob soon arrived at Joe’s house. He knocked on the door.
“Come in please.” Bob came in. Joe was sitting on his chair, grape slushie in one hand, remote in the other. The TV was on the hockey channel and the city’s home town team, the Penguin City Flappers, versus the Polar Bear County Slammers.
“Just in time Bob! They just started! Come sit and have a grape slushie!” Joe said.
“Sorry Joe. I’m not here to watch the game, bit I will take a slushie and could you turn off the TV because I need to ask you a couple or so questions.”
“Sure Bob.” Joe said. Joe got Bob’s slushie, handed it to Bob and turned off the TV.
“So Bob, what are your questions?’ Joe asked. Bob pulled out his notebook.
“Where were you at 11:30 this morning?” Bob asked.
“Sleeping.” Joe said.
Bob said “One last question.”
“What would that be?” Joe asked.
“Would you mind me looking around your house?” Bob asked. Bob was always polite.
“No problem.” Joe said. Bob went upstairs and looked around carefully. No, the book was definitely not here.
“Sorry to bother you Joe.” Bob said.
“No problem Bob, no problem.” Joe said. Bob walked out the door; he looked at the list LISA WUDDLES.
“Next stop, Super Glacier.” Bob said. He set out for the supermarket.
Chapter 3
Bob soon arrived at the Super Glacier. He had always been a fast walker. He went in. It was very busy on the weekends. Bob looked around and soon spotted Lisa Wuddles. She was asking an elderly penguin if she need any help.
Bob walked over and said “Excuse me Mrs. Wuddles, could I talk to you privately?”
“Sure Bob. Let’s go talk in my office shall we?” she said. As they neared the door Bob noticed the plaque said in golden letters ‘Assistant Manager: Private’. As they entered the room Bob saw how neat it was. Bob sat down in a fluffy pink chair. He pulled out his notebook and wrote: sitting in Lisa Wuddles’ office. 11:30 book found yes or no
“So, Mrs. Wuddles where were you at 11:30 this morning?” asked Bob.
“Why I was at the hair salon getting my perm up-to-date. Do you like it?” she asked, tossing it over her shoulder. Bob didn’t answer. Instead he wrote in his notebook: 11:30, at hair salon getting perm redone.
“Do you mind if I look around ma’am?” Bob asked.
“Go ahead Bob, be my guest!” Mrs. Wuddles said. Bob looked around carefully. He opened his notebook and wrote: book found yes or no book not found. VERY FRUSTRATING!!!!
“Thank you for your time ma’am.” Bob said. He walked out of the store.
Chapter 4
Bob looked at the list: Michael Weavles.
“I’m going to Every Icicle apparently.” Bob thought. Bob arrived at the dinky little shop. He saw Mr. Weavles standing by the Starbucks stand.
“Waddaya need Bob?” asked Mr. Weavles.
“Two things: a mocha shake and information.” Bob said.
“You got it Bob.” Mr. Weavles said. He handed Bob a mocha shake. “Now, what about information?” Mr. Weavles asked.
“I need to ask you a couple of question, privately.” Bob said. They went to Mr. Weavles office. Bob opened his notebook and wrote: Investigating Mr. Weavles.
“Where were you at 11:30 this morning?” Bob asked.
“I was brushing my hair.” Mr. Weavles said. Bob wrote: 11:30 – brushing hair.
“Do you mind if I look around sir?” Bob asked.
“Good heavens! Of course Bob! Go ahead!” Mr. Weavles said. Bob looked around. He wrote in his notebook: book not found. Driving me BONKERS!!!!
“Thank you sir.” Bob said. He left the shop.
Chapter 5
Bob sat down on the pavement and sipped his mocha. He checked Mr. Weavles off his list. He looked at the next person on his list: Marti Penguin.
“Boy, this is going to be awkward!” Bob muttered. He set off for 134 Icicle Court. He rang the bell five minutes later.
“Come in!” a jolly voice yelled out. Bob come in. He went into the kitchen and found his mother eating salmon chips, with salsa in a little bowl.
“My little Bobby! What brings you here today?” Bob’s mother said.
“One: don’t call me Bobby, and Two: I came to ask you some questions.” said Bob stiffly.
“Oh, Bob, what are your questions?” his mother asked.
“Just a minute.” Bob pulled out his notebook: At mother’s house. Very uncomfortable
“So, mother where were you at 11:30 this morning?” Bob asked.
“I was brushing my wings with wax.” His mother answered.
“Do you mind if I look around?” Bob asked feeling more relaxed.
“Go ahead, but I can’t’ imagine why.” she said. Bob looked around and wrote in his notebook: Book not found, very, very, very FRUSTRATING!!!!!
Bob said “I’m sorry to bother you, Mother.” and walked out of the igloo. He sat down and finished his mocha. He wrote in his notebook: Joanna Winger only suspect left. Very tiring. Mother not noticing not noticing anything strange about me visiting her. I guess I’ll be going to Joanna’s igloo.
Chapter 6
Bob started off for Joanna’s igloo. He soon arrived. He rang Joanna’s doorbell and waited.
“Come in.” a voice said. Bob came in.
“Miss Winger?” he called out Joanna appeared from a nearby closet.
“Can I help you Bob?” Joanna said.
“Yes, I believe you can. I’m looking for a book called: Mr. Puffin: What He Really Did. I believe you might know where it is.” Bob said.
“Oh, why it’s………um…….it’s at the…..library!” Joanna said, her face becoming red and sweaty.
“I’m not sure about that Miss Winger. Last time I checked, it was gone.” Bob said.
“Oh………well……..um………um…….another citizen must…….be…reading…..it!” she stammered.
“No ma’am, I’m afraid not, nobody else has the book.” Bob said. He opened his notebook and said, “Where were you at 11:30 this morning?”
“I………um……I was……..eating my breakfast…..at the library.” Joanna said, almost as red as a tomato and sweating like crazy.
“What did you have for breakfast today?” asked Bob.
“Why……I had…..um…some donuts, why?” Joanna mumbled
Bob wrote in his notebook: 11:30 eating breakfast at work. Very suspicious. Found donut crumbs at library. Joanna ate donuts today!
“Do you mind if I look around?” Bob asked.
“N-no…..n-not….at…..all.” Joanna puffed, her face as red as dynamite and wet as a lake. Bob looked around and walked into the closet. He saw a hard back book lying on the floor. He picked it up. On the cover, in black letters it said: Mr. Puffin: What He Really Did.
“Jumping polar bears! I found the book!” Bob said quietly to himself. He found Joanna in the living room.
“Ma’am, I think you have a bit of explaining to do.” Bob said.
Chapter 7
Joanna sat in the back room of the library, with Mrs. Macaroni, Mr.Weavles, Mrs. Wuddles, Joe Mackerael, Ms. Penguin, and Bob all looking at her with disappointment in their eyes. Mrs. Macaroni said Joanna could no longer work in the library and need to write an apology note to each person. Joanna was very sorry for taking the book without permission and for putting her friends through this misery. She decided to do something special for each one of her friends. She started with Joe. She made him grape slushies for a week. For Mrs. Wuddles, she scrubbed the supermarket floors for a week. For Mr. Weavles she worked at the Starbucks stand for a week. For Bob’s mother she made salmon chips for a week. She was very tired when it was finished, but she felt better for it. Since Bob had solved the case, Mrs. Macaroni had given him a special library card that gave him access to all the books in the library, even the rare ones about the founding of Penguin City.
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