Naughty Adventures Of Pepito Book 2 -

That evening, Pepito’s mother found a whoopee cushion on her favorite armchair.

Just then, the ground rumbled. A fountain of green glitter shot out of the town well. And a voice, deep and snorty, echoed: Naughty Adventures Of Pepito Book 2

The whole school laughed. Real, pure, joyful laughter. That evening, Pepito’s mother found a whoopee cushion

“Pepito…” she warned.

Pepito grinned. That night, he collected fifty squeaky mushrooms. He stayed up late, sewing them into the seat of every chair in the town’s main plaza. The mayor’s throne-like chair. The priest’s folding chair. The grumpy baker’s wooden stool. deep and snorty

“There’s a first time for everything,” she sighed. Pepito discovered the Snortlepig’s weakness: it hated genuine laughter. Fake laughter made it stronger. But real, belly-aching, tear-streaming laughter made it shrink.