-That very next day, Mimi called all of her friends. Everything was according to plan. They arrived at 11:25 am precisely, when the most costumers were at the market.
-Mimi said that she was grounded from the TV for the next month. But as she did always, she just waved it off like a pesky fly.
-“Ok,” whispered Cookie, holding up a walkie-talkie. “We’ll use these. Mimi, Yollie, you guys will scout out ahead of Acorn, Shea, and I, who will be loading up with that basket,” she gestured toward a stray shopping cart in the parking lot. “Etwanza, you have to be the distraction, and secretly keep an eye out on Mrs. Mimi. If she does wonder about what we are doing, distract her with anything at all! Everyone clear on the plan?”
-“What do we do once were done?” asked Acorn.
-“Oh, we will have to sneak around the cashier. That’ll be the hardest part. Try to block the stuff in the basket so none of the Lovie cashiers will notice. Get it? Got it? Good. Let’s go!”
-The friends slapped, clapped, snapped, slapped, and cheered. Then, they headed inside.
…
-Yollie was in the lead with Mimi at her side.
-She peered out into the isle and gave a thumbs-up.
-Acorn pushed the squeaky empty cart into the aisle. Cookie grabbed a bag of peppermints along the way and threw it into the basket.
-“Stock!” Yollie whispered to them, and then Mimi ran to the end of the aisle to keep a lookout. Yollie went to the opposite side.
-Cookie shoved all the snack bags of chips into the cart, and Acorn pushed it slowly forward as Cookie emptied the shelf.
-Mimi squealed. “Someone’s coming!”
-Yollie swung her head around and franticly whispered, “Push the cart this way!”
-Acorn ran down the aisle with Cookie at her heels, holding a few packages of chocolate-chunk brownies.
-“Hurry!” cried Mimi. They squeaked around the corner and shoved the cart into the freezer section, with a Lovie leaving down on the far end.
-Shea slapped her hands onto her cheeks a few times. “OMG! That was too close!”
-“Yea…” Cookie said slowly, and pointed down the aisle. “But we hit the jackpot!”
-Ice-cream. It was everywhere. All sorts of flavors in all sorts of shapes.
-Shea hopped and let out a squeak, then raced down to collect some.
-“Shea, wait!” Acorn cried. “Stop!” She whipped her head around to look at us with her wide eyes. “I hear Mrs. Mimi!”
-Everyone panicked. “Where’s Etwanza?!” Yollie yelled.
-Mimi grabbed her arm. “Not now, ditch the cart, we need to go!”
-We ran across the grocery store. In between the aisles, I saw a glimpse of Mrs. Mimi, but was jabbering with Etwanza. Etwanza noticed us and nodded slightly, but Mrs. Mimi just kept on talking, looking out in front of her.
-Mimi was in the lead. We sprinted down the middle, long, corridor, and knocked over shopping carts, which were exiting the aisle.
-The speaker kept buzzing. “Clean up in aisle 5!” “Clean up in aisle 2!” “Would Kathy please come to attend aisle 7?”
-Shea squeaked an apology every time we tipped over a cart. Cookie grabbed a box of chips and a package of candy on the way.
-Etwanza joined us, but Mrs. Mimi was right behind her.
-Mimi didn’t seem to know where she was heading. We entered the produce section, and she stopped us.
-“Um,” she glanced around.
-Some of the Lovies whose baskets were upset by us started to chase us with their fists in the air.
-Now we really started to panic. It was complete chaos! Shea started to burst into tears at the fists.
-We flew towards the exit and ran for the truck. “Hurry!” cried Etwanza, leaping in the driver’s seat.
-Shea sat shotgun while the rest of us piled up in the back.
-“Hit it!” screamed Mimi, and the truck floored it out of the parking lot.
-We gripped onto the sides to keep from falling out as we were slung from side to side.
-The truck crashed onto the highway, and we sped out.
-Once we were going at a normal speed, Mimi suddenly jerked upward. “My Jeep!” she said. “Etwanza, go to the place where we left my Jeep!”
-After a few minutes of driving, we slowed to a stop next to the Jeep. Mimi was the first to climb out and race to it, hugging its sides.
-Shea sniffled. “What do we do now?” she whispered.
-Acorn sighed.
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