The smell of Onionetta made her friends cry. First they would sniffle, then their
eyes would water, and finally drops of salty tears would spill down their
cheeks. It was tearily difficult for Onionetta to play with them.
Her friends, Carrotlina, Patato and
Grapelette, called an emergency meeting at the clubhouse. Onionetta stood outside the window.
“How do we play with Onionetta?” whined Grapelette.
“I don't have the eyes to see how,” said Patato.
“I have an idea!” cried Carrotlina.
"Guess what I got?!"
exclaimed Carrotlina, when she came back. "It's white, gooey, and
smells super sweet."
"What is it?" they asked.
"Marshmallow crème! Now
you won't smell like yourself, Onionetta, and we won't cry,"
Carrotlina said.
Jumping hopscotch had never been so much fun, now that they could all play together--until it was Onionetta’s turn. Every time she hopped, marshmallow crème splattered all over the hopscotch squares, the sidewalk, and her friends!
The marshmallow creme was not covering Onionetta and her scent was back. They cried about it.
“I’m sorry,” Onionetta cried with them.
“Let’s play catch,” said Patato with a sniffle.
“I’ll get sunglasses so our eyes won’t water.”
He ran home and came back with the sunglasses, which they
all wore. Patato had so many eyes, he had sunglasses all over his body!
Grapelette threw the ball to Patato. He dove to
get it, rolled in the grass, and--"Crash, crack, crackle"--
every pair of sunglasses he was wearing was broken.
Onionetta ran over to help him, making Patato
cry. Onionetta looked at her friend.
“I can’t play with anyone,” wailed Onionetta.
“Don’t you cry, too,” said Grapelette. “Let’s go
swimming at my house.”
“But I’ll just turn you to juice,” said Onionetta.
“I’ll stay on the other side of the pool, away from
you.”
The four friends went to swim at Grapelette’s pool.
Onionetta did such a great, huge, wonderful
cannonball, that the water went all the way over to Grapelette. It
was like being covered in onion juice! Grapelette couldn’t help but cry purple
grapey tears.
"For crying out loud," Onionetta said with
a sigh. She had awesome friends, but every time she played with
them, they ended up crying. Friends weren't supposed to make each
other cry!
She left Grapelette’s house and went
home.
Soon there was a knock at Onionetta’s door.
When she went to answer it, there were her three friends, each
wearing a bandana around their noses.
“We can’t smell you!” they cried. “Now we can play
together.”
“You are the best friends, ever!”
said Onionetta. “Let’s go play in the clubhouse. Last one there smells
like a rotten egg!”
Her friends laughed.
“No more smells!” they cried.
