My Days With Scooter

Sloppy Hotdogs

Authors Note!!!!

OMG guys! Did you see how many reads I have? I really wanted to thank you for 400 reads! I wouldn't be continuing this story without you.

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The contest was killer. Scooter and I didn't win, but Stacy and her dog Mimi did.

The one judge did take points off, but everyone else liked Stacy. "Let's get something to eat. Im hungry!!!" Stacy roared.

"Fine! Let's go." I said racing Stacy to the nearest food stand. We got ready to order when we heard someone talking on the stage. "We are having our annual sloppy joe eating contest in 5 minutes!" The announcer yelled.

Stacy pulled me out if line and ran towards the contest table. "We would like to participate in the sloppy joe contest." Stacy smiled.

"Your crazy!" I laughed. "You know I'm the slowest eater in the world." Stacy ignored me.

We stood on the stage and they put 4 plates of sloppy joes on the table. The other people in the challenge were the hotdog man and a lady who smelled like garbage.

"Everyone ready! Ok we are gonna start in 3... 2... 1!" the announcer screamed. We all dug our faces into the burgers.

Stacy was smart. She put her hand on my shoulder and wiped sloppy joe on it. I immediately stopped and concentrated on my shoulder.

"Oohhh. Now it's war." I said grabbing a sandwich. I went to throw it at Stacy's head, but she ducked and it hit the hotdog man.

He squeezed his chest and screamed "I've been hit! I've been hit!" Scooter ran up. (I gave him to Stacy's mom before the contest.)

Scooter could smell the sloppy joe and jumped on the table. The slimy sandwiches splashed everywhere and got on us. He inhaled all of the burgers and then jumped at the hotdog man.

Stacy and I were banned from the park for a month. We sat on my porch and laughed. "I've been hit! I'm now a sloppy hotdog!" Stacy cried. She was great at impersonating people.

We joked around till it got dark and she had to leave. I had to wash the sloppy joe out of my hair anyway.