“Ick.”
“Rocky’s on his way over,” said Stink. “He called and I told him you live in a tree now. I told him you are going to be in big trouble when Mom and Dad find out you didn’t go straight to your room.”
“This
is
my room.”
“Then can I have your room inside the house?”
Rocky raced around the corner into the backyard. “What’s up, Judy? Besides you, I mean?” He cracked himself up.
Judy didn’t laugh. Judy didn’t say a word.
“You have to call her Judy Monarch Moody,” said Stink.
“Oh, I get it,” said Rocky. “Like that girl who lived in the tree. What are you going to do if it rains?”
“I’ll stay under the leaves,” said Judy.
“What about when it gets dark?” asked Rocky.
“I have a flashlight,” said Judy.
“See what I mean?” said Stink. “First she went crazy over some trash. Then it was a weird beetle. She’s driving
me
up a tree!”
“Oh, no! Not you too?” Rocky and Stink fell on the ground laughing.
“How are we going to get her to come down?” Stink asked Rocky.
“Mr. Todd said the tree cutters tried playing loud music and shining bright lights at Julia Butterfly Hill all night to make her come down,” said Rocky.
“Time for Operation Boom Box,” said Stink.
They blasted loud music to annoy Judy into coming down. She just put her hands over her ears and hummed, “O Beautiful for Spacious Skies.”
“What else did they try on Julia?” asked Stink.
“Lawsuits,” said Rocky.
“I’ll sue you if you don’t come down!” yelled Stink.
“For what?” asked Judy.
“For staying up in a tree and getting out of your punishment or something.”
“Or something,” said Judy.
“Let’s try shaking the tree,” said Rocky. They put their hands around the tree and shook, but the tree did not budge one leaf.
“Tree bark is worse than bug bites,” Stink said, showing his scraped-up arm. “Hey, Judy, I need a doctor. For real. Go get your doctor kit.”
“Nice try,” said Judy Monarch Moody.
Just then, Mouse came outside and bolted up the tree.
“Thanks for the company,” called Judy. “Now I won’t get lonely up here.”
“Great,” said Stink. “Now Mouse won’t come down either. And we’ll have to call her Mouse Swallowtail Moody or something.”
“I have to stay up here,” said Judy. “For the sake of all trees. And owls and flying squirrels and all the things that need trees. Even people. And toads.”
“Let’s just leave her up there,” said Stink. “Who cares if she falls? Who cares if she gets in big trouble?”
“Even Judy Monarch Moody can’t stay up there forever. You have to go to school,” called Rocky.
“Julia Butterfly Hill got a Ph.D. from a college while she was up in the tree,” Judy called back.
“Maybe if we ignore her she’ll come down,” said Rocky.
“Operation Ignore Judy,” said Stink.
Stink and Rocky went inside. Mouse leaped down from a branch and followed them. “Traitor!” Judy yelled after her cat.
Living in a tree was a little lonely. Judy wondered if Julia Butterfly Hill got lonely, too. Seven hundred and thirty-eight days was a long time. Judy had hardly lasted seven hundred and thirty-eight seconds.
A few minutes later, Stink and Rocky ran back outside. Stink waved an envelope in the air. “Hey you, up there,” said Stink. “Judy Monarch Moody.”
“What now?” asked Judy.
“You got a letter from the Crazy Strips Contest!” Rocky yelled up at her.
“Really?” said Judy, looking down from her perch. “Open it and read it to me.”
“No way,” said Stink. “You have to come down and find out for yourself.”
“I’m not going to fall for that trick, Stink,” said Judy.
“I’ll read it,” said Stink. He opened the envelope. He unfolded the letter.
“Dear Judy Moody,”
read Stink. “I guess they don’t know your middle name is Monarch.”
“Just read it!” said Judy.
“Congratulations! You are a winner of the Crazy Strips Design Your