Stink and the Midnight Zombie Walk Read Online Free PDF

the Big Orange Box.”
     
    “Bob!” screamed the crowd. “Bob! Bob! Bob! Bob! Bob!”
     
    Mrs. D. held up a pair of scissors. A hush fell over the crowd.
     
    Snip!
Mrs. D. cut the ribbon.
     
    Mrs. D. grinned.
Voilà!
     
    Mrs. D. opened one flap, then the other. The crowd held its breath.
     

     
    Out of the box popped a haystack of half-black, half-white hair. Zombie hair! And the hair was perched on top of a . . . person! That person began to sing:
     
    “Cruella De Zombie, Cruella De Zombie. If she doesn’t freak you out, nothing will.”
     
    Cruella De Zombie wore a black-and-white spotted coat and bloodred boots. With a sweep of her arm, she tossed a black feather boa over her shoulder. A giant eyeball necklace gleamed in the spotlight. Next to her was a real-live dog — a Dalmatian, with a fake bloody arm in its mouth.
     
    “Principal Tuxedo!” everybody yelled. The zombie principal held the eyeball up to her eye. “I vant to zee some reading!” The crowd went bonkers.
     
    “Boys and girls,” shouted Principal Zombie. “Tonight we have reached our goal of reading one million minutes.”
     
    “That’s one zillion in zombie talk,” said Stink.
     
    “I have here a letter signed by none other than the First Lady of the United States. She would like to congratulate all of you for one million minutes of reading. Her letter says, ‘Reading grows strong hearts and minds, and you are an inspiration to children everywhere.’”
     
    More clapping!
     

     
    “People from all over our town who have been coming to the bookstore have pledged to donate books to our school library if we reached our goal. Thanks to every reader, the Virginia Dare School library will be receiving one thousand brand-new books! Hip, hip, hooray!”
     
    “Will they all be zombie books?”
     
    “That’s like the whole entire bookstore.”
     
    “I’m still reading!” said a zombie firefighter in the corner.
     
    “One last thing.” The principal tapped on the microphone. She cleared her throat. “I hereby officially declare”— she raised a finger in the air —“that reading is UN-dead!”
     

 

     

 

 
     
    “W ho’s ready for the Midnight Zombie Walk?” asked the bookstore lady.
     
    “We are!”
     
    “Who’s going to take over Main Street without fear?”
     
    “Zombies!”
     
    “I can’t
hear
you.”
     
    “Zombies!”
     
    “Louder!”
     
    “ZOMBIES!” everybody screamed at the top of their lungs.
     
    Zombies lined up at the door. “Cruella De Zombie will lead the way!” said Principal Tuxedo. “Follow me, if you dare!”
     
    Hordes of zombies poured out onto the sidewalk. The street was blocked off from traffic. Even Officer Kopp was dressed as a zombie policeman.
     
    Stink and his friends moaned and groaned. Charlie said, “Brains! Me want brains!” They limped and lurched. Stink dragged one foot. Sophie rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue. Webster drooled.
     
    “Are zombies too cool to drool?” Webster asked.
     
    “You’re never too zool to drool,” said Sophie.
     
    Riley Rottenburger, Zombie Prom Queen, walked beside them. She wore a bat necklace, long gloves, and a crown that looked like a spiderweb. Her sash said LITTLE MISS ZOMBIE .
     
    “Cool crown,” said Sophie.
     
    “Thanks. It’s a spider tiara,” said Riley.
     
    A teenager on a skateboard whizzed past.
     
    “Stare straight ahead,” said Stink. “Do not make eye contact with alive humans.”
     
    “Keep it weird, dudes,” said the skateboarder. Stink cracked up.
     

     
    Mom and Dad walked behind Stink and his friends.
     
    “Hey! It’s the Zombie Lunch Lady!” somebody called. Mom waved.
     
    Zombies filled the streets.
     
    “There must be over a hundred zombies out here,” said Mom.
     
    “More like ten hundred,” said Stink. “Zen thousand!”
     
    “Did you know zombie walks are a big thing?” Dad said. “Not just when books come out, either. They have walks like this all