Naughty Adventures Of Pepito Book 2 • Updated

“That was two years ago!” Pepito yelped.

Pepito had no idea. But he knew who would: Don Ramón, the 97-year-old retired prankster who lived in a windmill on the hill. Don Ramón had false teeth that clicked when he laughed and a pet iguana named Chaos.

But when she sat down, instead of a fart sound, a tiny flag popped out. It read: “You’re the best mom. Sorry for the mayonnaise incident.” Naughty Adventures Of Pepito Book 2

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.

The whole school laughed. Real, pure, joyful laughter. “That was two years ago

For three seconds, nothing happened.

But Pepito wasn’t listening. Because taped to the back of the mayor’s chair, hidden among the mushrooms, was a small, rolled-up parchment. He climbed down, snuck through the chaos, and grabbed it. Don Ramón had false teeth that clicked when

Then Pepito, dressed as a giant chicken, waddled in and handed her a cupcake with a single candle. “For you,” he said, voice shaking. “Because you deserve to laugh more than anyone.”

Ever since the Incident of the Unstoppable Giggle Powder (Book 1), the town of Villa Sorpresa had been quiet. Too quiet.

Don Ramón handed Pepito a worn-out whoopee cushion. “This is the Cushion of Truth. To re-trap the Snortlepig, you must prank it back to sleep using the Three Rules of Prank-Fu.”

But then a balloon popped. A paper floated down. She read it. Her left eyebrow twitched. Another balloon popped. Another joke. Her lip curled—was that… a smile?