After surviving the crazy events of his first weeks in New York City, nine-year-old Otis Dooda is starting out at a brand-new school. He would love to make a good impression, but life in Tidwell Towers is never that easy. With his disgusting seatmate, the possible impending alien invasion, and the introduction of his new nemesis, Sid Frackas "The Greatest LEGO Genius Who Ever Lived" (a title Otis thought was his!), things are getting downright dangerous!
Otis Dooda: Downright Dangerous, the second title in this hilarious chapter book series, again pairs Ellen Potter's unique voice with David Heatley's vivid and engaging illustrations to share the story of a sort-of-average boy with a not-so-average life.
About the Author
Ellen Potter is the author of Otis Dooda and known for her bestselling Olivia Kidney series, as well as her star-studded novels, The Kneebone Boy and The Humming Room. She swears that everything in this novel is absolutely not true, but we are still on the lookout for the aliens. Read for yourself.
Meet David Heatley. He drew all the pictures for Otis Dooda. When he's not writing songs or playing with Legos or daydreaming, he makes art for magazines, books, and Web sites all over the world, including The New Yorker, The New York Times, and Nickelodeon Magazine.
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By Ellen Potter, David Heatley
Feiwel and FriendsCopyright © 2014 Ellen Potter
All rights reserved.
THIS IS 100% NOT A LIE
One thing you should know about me is that I don't lie. Not very much, anyway. I don't have anything against lying. It's just that I'm bad at it. Whenever I tell a lie, I sweat like a pig in a bacon factory. Plus, I start talking like an eighty-year-old man.
The reason I'm telling you this is because you are probably going to think this book is made up. It's not. It's all 100% true. The thing is, some weird stuff has happened to me since I moved to New York City this past summer. You might have heard about some of it.
But now there's more.CHAPTER 2
DIGGING IN THE TREASURE BOX
If there's one thing I can't stand, it's the morning of the first day of school. You wake up all tired and wobbly because you've been staying up late the whole summer. Then you have to go to the bathroom and brush things that you haven't brushed for a while and get dressed before you've even watched any TV.
That morning, my older brother, Gunther, and I sat slumped at the kitchen table, looking miserable while shoveling cereal into our mouths.
Mom was in a great mood, though.
"Aren't you guys excited?" she said. "A new school in New York City!"
"No," we both said at the same time.
But she sure was excited. You know why? Because she was finally going to get rid of us for a few hours. I know that's true because I saw it in her text message to Dad. Mom and Dad text-message when they want to tell each other things they don't want us to hear. Then later, when Mom goes to the bathroom, I look at her cell phone and see what's really going on.
Gunther looked at me over his cereal bowl with this cheesy smile on his face.
"You know what happens to new kids, don't you?" he said.
"What?" I said. I knew I shouldn't ask, but I couldn't help myself. I'd never actually been the new kid at a school before.
"The only person who'll sit next to you is the kid who digs in the treasure box," Gunther said.
"What does that mean?"
"Digging ... in ... the ... treasure ... box." Gunther demonstrated by pretending to pick his nose.
The funny thing is, I have never seen Gunther actually pick his nose. Since he's a pretty disgusting guy in general, this always seemed strange to me. I once asked Mom about it.
"Maybe it's because he has good manners," she said.
But we both knew that was ridiculous. So she gave me a stern look and said, "Let's not talk about it, okay? It's very upsetting to Gunther."
That's why I like to bring it up every once in a while.
"Hey, that reminds me, Gunther," I said, "why don't you pick your nose? Are you afraid of the boogeyman?"
Gunther threw a Cheerio at me and hit me right in the eyeball. I flicked a spoon of milk at his head. Mom walked back in, took one look at us, and started text-messaging Dad like mad.
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Table of Contents
This Is 100% Not a Lie,
Digging in the Treasure Box,
The Greatest Lego Genius Who Ever Lived,
Belly Button Poppers,
Jaws of Death,
Bob the Goldfish,
Otis Dooda, Crocodile Wrestler,
I'm a Li'l Stinker,
Alien Baby Invasion,
Mighty Mack 500,
My Disgusting Family,
2 Weird 4 Gunther,
Robot Yellow Jackets,
The Anti-Alien Patrol,
War of the Worlds,
Dingle-Dork of the Week,
About the Authors,