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Robbie felt a stream of warm liquid flowing down his head. He instinctively shuddered and shifted his gaze up.

“Ah! Fifi went number two on Robbie’s head!” shrieked Jamie as he pointed at Fifi.

“Eww!” said Ellie. She closed her eyes immediately and commented, “That is so gross.”

Robbie’s face was red with anger. Gritting his teeth, he growled, “Fifi!”

Fifi sobbed and quickly flew to the other side before landing on the sofa. It looked fearfully at Robbie and said, “Scared. Scared.”

“Scared? You went number two on my head!” complained Robbie as his tiny face flushed red with anger.

“Fifi was probably frightened by that screech just now, Robbie. Don’t be mad at it,” cooed Henry. “Let’s go clean up for now.”

After that, Henry waved, and someone hurried over to get Robbie to the side. They washed his hair.

Fortunately, they were using the better car that day, and it had everything they needed.

“Fifi, come here,” ordered Ellie as she extended her hand to the bird.

into her arms immediately and rubbed her cheek with its furry head. It seemed like the parrot was trying to butter the

taught Ellie patiently. “Robbie takes his personal hygiene very

Scared,” repeated

was that, anyway? I was frightened too,” asked Jamie curiously. “It sounded like

strange, though. Rokan Hill may have a variety

getting older, but his senses were still more

that Mr. Lindberg likes to keep wild animals as pets. Earlier, we suspected that the residents in

instructed Henry grimly. “I

then

his hair and was now drying

left, but he still felt

all clean now,” comforted

requested Robbie with a frown. He couldn’t stand the idea of having

both germaphobes. He’ll feel uncomfortable until

the sofa and continued

Spencer said earlier, so he wanted to know if

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