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Ninja Poo Gets Revenge: The D-twin Stories, #2
Ninja Poo Gets Revenge: The D-twin Stories, #2
Ninja Poo Gets Revenge: The D-twin Stories, #2
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Ninja Poo Gets Revenge: The D-twin Stories, #2

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The D-twin Adventures continue with Ninja Poo Gets Revenge, an action-packed short story. Dixon's dad told him to put the dog poo in the bin. He should've listened. Now Dixon and Daria must face Ninja Poo and his deadly weapons in the stinkiest, messiest fight in history!

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJul 27, 2014
ISBN9781501455889
Ninja Poo Gets Revenge: The D-twin Stories, #2
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Zuni Blue

Zuni Blue lives in London, England with her parents. She’s been writing non-fiction and fiction since she was a kid. She loves telling stories that show how diverse the world is. Her characters are different races, genders, heights, weights and live with various disabilities and abilities. In Zuni’s books, every child is special!

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    Ninja Poo Gets Revenge - Zuni Blue

    Ninja Poo Gets Revenge

    Zuni Blue

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    Copyright 2013 - Zahra Brown (pseudonym: 'Zuni Blue')

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    This is a work of fiction. All characters and events portrayed in this book are fictional, and any resemblance to real people or incidents is purely coincidental.

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    CONTENTS

    Ninja Poo Gets Revenge

    Dear Reader

    About the Author

    Dedications

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    This book is written in British English.

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    Ninja Poo Gets Revenge

    Do you flush?

    I used to forget sometimes, but then I heard about the Ninja Poo. That scared the pants off me! I didn't have the skills necessary to fight someone so powerful.

    I have to warn you, though. This story won't be pretty. It's smelly, stinky, yucky.

    So why am I telling you?

    Because it must be done.

    This tale is a warning to every kid who doesn't bother to flush. You never know when the Ninja Poo will strike. Remember this story. If you ever face a poo that just won't go away, watch out...

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    Dixon knew he had a good one. He could feel it in his butt. All he had to do was take a deep breath and push. Then he'd be lighter than air again.

    Come on! he looked over his shoulder. I've got to walk the dog.

    Someone knocked. His dad's pink, sweaty face peered in.

    I've finished my run, his dad said. He pinched his nose and gagged. Ready?

    I'm, you know, busy.

    Your show is starting soon. I can't record it because the recorder's playing up. His dad tore off some toilet tissue and dabbed his pink face. His normal white tone slowly crept back in, beads of sweat still on his forehead. Constipated?

    Dixon shook his head. He shuddered when he thought back to the time his mum gave the twins a laxative. The pills went right through him, leaving his bum really sore. It felt as if a rocket had shot out of there. And now his dad was offering that terror again?

    Get out, Dixon snapped, to the poo, of course. Stop messing me about!

    You tell him, son! His dad wiped down his bald, sweaty head. I'll wait downstairs. I can't breathe in here.

    Dixon waddled over and locked the door when his dad left. He squatted over the toilet like a sumo wrestler and roared as he pushed.

    The poo edged out a little, before creeping back in.

    You're not going back in!

    Dixon squeezed again, his face turning a pinkish brown. He checked on the poo again, smiling when he saw it was halfway out.

    One more go! he said. This is it!

    He took a deep breath and squeezed. After a moment's rest, he pushed again. Soon the poo seemed to help. It was gliding out, closer and closer to the yellow water below.

    Splash.

    Dixon leapt off the seat and fist-pumped the air. He tore off a handful of tissue and gave a quick bottom wipe before tossing it into the toilet. Then his hand reached for the toilet handle—

    Knock knock. Door knob turned. Grumbling. Another knock.

    Yeah, Mum?

    Honey, I told you not to lock the door. What would we do in an emergency?

    What emergency? he thought. I'm just pooing!

    Sorry, Mum. He was about to flush when she knocked again. Yes, Mum?

    Remember to flush.

    Yeah, I'm—

    Good boy. Have you sprayed some freshener?

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