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at me with its beady, black eyes.
    â€œThe snakes move a lot at night,” Sandy said. “You guys are lucky. The python was fed this afternoon. We feed it mice. You can still see the mouse bulging in its throat.”
    â€œOoh, gross,” April-May June said.
    Beast licked his lips. “Do you have any mice left over?” he asked.
    â€œWe’ll eat later,” Mrs. Heinie told him. “We’re going to have pizza.”
    â€œPizza is good, too,” Beast said.
    The only snake I was interested in was Sherman Oaks. He and his pals walked over to the pythoncage and started to set up their movie equipment.
    They turned a spotlight on April-May. She was the star of Sherman’s movie. Behind her, the python raised its head and slid toward the glass. Sherman set up his camera.
    â€œLights, camera, action,” I whispered to Feenman and Crench. That was our signal to get to work. Time to start terrifying Sherman and everyone working on his movie.
    We started over to him. But Billy the Brain stepped in front of us.
    â€œYo. Dudes. Here’s something I bet you didn’t know,” Billy said. “If you cut off a snake’s head, it’ll grow a new one in a few days.”
    â€œVery cool,” I said. “You know everything, Brain. But we’re kinda in a hurry and—”
    â€œHere’s another interesting fact,” Billy said. “The snake is the only animal that doesn’t brush its teeth.”
    â€œIs that true?” Feenman said, scratching his head. “Wow. That’s amazing.”
    â€œTell us some more,” Crench said.
    I gave Crench a push. “Did you forget we’ve got things to do?”
    I pulled Feenman and Crench away from Billy. We slipped over to where Sherman and his gang were starting to videotape their movie scene.
    I handed the camcorder to Feenman. “Just push the red button to record,” I whispered.
    Then I turned to Crench. “Have you got it?”
    He nodded. And pulled a big, black rubber snake out from under his jacket. The snake had two long, pointy fangs. It bobbed up and down in Crench’s hand. Its eyes glowed yellow.
    It looked real and alive.
    â€œFeenman, start recording when Crench tosses the snake,” I whispered.
    I turned to Crench. “Wait till April-May starts reading her lines. Then toss the snake right in front of her. Ready, dudes?”
    I hated to do this to my girlfriend. But this was going to be a great opening scene for our movie, Scream, Sherman, Scream!
    We crept a little closer. In its cage, the python seemed to be watching us.
    â€œOkay. Action!” I whispered.
    Feenman raised the camcorder to his face.Crench tossed the big snake.
    â€œPoison Mamba!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

Chapter 16
S NAKES ON M Y L EG
    A perfect toss! The rubber snake bounced on the floor and curled around April-May’s leg.
    She shot her hands into the air and let out a shrill scream of horror. Sherman screamed, too. He tripped and stumbled to the floor with a loud thud .

    Life was sweet.
    I turned to Feenman. “Did you get that on tape?”
    He nodded. “Hope I didn’t shake the camcorder too much. I was laughing pretty hard.”

    â€œWe totally messed them up,” Crench said. We slapped knuckles.
    Sherman climbed to his feet and came stomping over to us, swinging his fists.
    Uh-oh. The dude looked angry.
    â€œSherman, it was an accident—” I started.
    But he grabbed my hand and shook it. “Thanks, Bernie,” he said. “That was brilliant!”
    My mouth dropped open. “Brilliant?”

    â€œI couldn’t get April-May to scream,” Sherman said. “But you did it for me.”
    He slapped me a low five. “Thanks, pal. You’re a real help. Now we can go on to the next big scene. Know what? You’ve given me a great idea. I’m going to call my movie Snakes on My Leg .”
    He flashed me a