Every time Pinky and Peanut went to the clubhouse, it seemed like things were different. Hadn't they shut the curtains the day before? Was the rug moved over a little bit from its usual spot? Didn't they have the gummy bears by the table and not the window? Something was definitely wrong and it has Scott's name written all over it.
Peanut stared at Scott. Scott smirked at Peanut. Oh no, thought Peanut. "Mom and Dad, I really need to talk to your about something." Peanut sat up straighter, trying to hear every word Scott was about to say. Here it comes. The one thing Pinky and Peanut hoped would never happen was about to come true. Scott gave Peanut one little wink before he started. "I have an idea and I think you'll like it..."