I do not own Little Lulu, Tubby or any associate character.
The case of the missing cake.
…Smack! Smack! Smack!
Mrs Moppet's bought her hand down on her sobbing daughters white underwear one final time before gently placing Lulu on the floor before her as the young girl's red dress fall back in to place.
"Now Lulu." She said sternly, as Lulu's hands began to rub her throbbing backside. "I hope that's taught you not to eat cake without permission."
"But mum," The black pony-tailed girl pleaded. "I didn't eat it."
"Oh hogwash, child." Mrs Moppet stood, wearing a yellow shirt and green pants, she toward over her daughter. "There was a piece of cake in the fridge when I left to get some milk from the shop, when I came home it was gone.
"But is wasn't…" She began
"Do I need to give you a lesson on lying as well?"
Lulu gulped and looked down at the pale carpet of the lounge, the last thing she wanted was to be back over her mom's knee. "No ma'am"
"Good girl," Mrs Moppet pattered Lulu's head, "Now run along and behave yourself."
Still rubbing her behind, Lulu slunk out of two-story house she called home, almost tripping on the door-mat on the way. "Why dose mum always accuse me?" She thought to herself in frustration. Her frustration wasn't helped by forgetting that the fence had just been painted and getting her fingers wet or stepping on Alvin's lost truck. "I ate the cake, I didn't eat the cake, it doesn't matter. I still get spanked."
A rational mind would have answered. "Because you misbehave and have a bit of a reputation." However, the mind of a child, even one as inquisitive as Lulu's dose not function with such a level of analysis. All poor Lulu saw was herself being wrongfully punished and the desire to clear her name.
It was this desire that bought her to the blue door a few minutes walk from her house. Even before she could knock the door opened, revealing a large rounded boy her age.
"Hello Lulu." The boy greeted. "I saw you coming through the window." He paused as Lulu gave her bottom another rub. "So what did you get it for this time?"
Lulu sighed, that was Tubby, straight to the point. "There was some cake left over from pudding last night and mother told me not to eat it unless she said I could."
"And did you?" Tubby questioned.
"Of course not!" Lulu shrieked loud enough to make Tubby's blond hair stand on end. "But she still blamed and spanked me."
"Interesting?" Tubby rubbed his hand against his chin. "A piece of cake stolen from a fridge." A clapped his hands together and smiled. "This looks like a job for the Spider." Lulu grinned in response.
The Spider was Tubby's 'alter-ego' and was used by him to practice his detective skills, which, despite only Lulu using his services to date, where beginning to show signs of improvement.
10 minutes later at the scene of the crime.
"Okay." Tubby, now dressed in a raincoat and a cow-boy hat as a disguise, was pacing back and forward across the white and blue tiles of the kitchen as Lulu watched. "To get the cake the culprit would have had to come though the kitchen." He looked at the floor. "No footprints or marks." He looked over to Lulu. "What shelf was the cake on?"
"Humm," Tubby looked from Lulu to the fridge and back to Lulu. "Could you stand next to the fridge for a moment?"
"Sure." Lulu answer, glad to be of assistance, and made her way across.
"Aha." Tubby exclaimed once Lulu was in position. "I knew it.
"We've both scene the fridge open and we both know where the top self is beyond your reach."
"Oh boy." Lulu jumped and clapped with glee.
"You could have pushed a chair or stool over," Tubby continued, "But that would have left a trail of dust and you've to small to pick one up."
"So it wasn't me!" Lulu cheered bouncing again "Yippee."
"Now all that's needed is to find the real cake eater." Tubby reached forward and open the fridge. He froze at what he saw. "What's this box?"
At the bottom of the fridge sat a large carburet box labelled ''. All of the sides where flat except the top, forward edge, which was slightly crumpled.
"Don't know." Lulu answered, unsure why Tubby found it important.
"The cripple on the box appears to have come from someone standing on it." Tubby explained as he bent down for a closer look. "Yes," he confirmed, "See how the crumple is longer on the top the on the front, that's someone's foot and going by the crumple size, someone small and light." He looked up at Lulu and his eyes narrowed.
Lulu looked back annoyed. "Tubby." She warned. "It wasn't me."
"There is a way to find out," Tubby reasoned, straightening back up. "Stand on the box."
"Stand on the box." Tubby repeated, steeping back to give Lulu some space. "If you still can't reach the top or the foot-print doesn't match then it wasn't you."
"Fine," Lulu huffed, "if that's what it takes to show you it wasn't me." Taking a deep breath, she climbed onto the box and found herself looking straight at the top self. "Darn." She muttered.
Below her Tubby knelt down and inspected the print. "Your foot matches to." Tubby said from below. He stood up, taking care not to catch his head in Lulu's dress. "By golly," he placed his hands on his hips. "It was you."
Lulu hopped down and glared at her friend. "For the last time Tubby. It. Wasn't. Me."
"If one ignores the stuff that can't happen, whatever still there, even if it has a low chance, must be what happen." Tubby explained. "The cake was from last night, from then to when it was stolen only three people where in the kitchen and knew about it. You, your Ma and Pop. Only you could have left the foot-print so it must have been you."
He pointed at her as Lulu tried and failed to think of another explanation. "You're the cake thief Lulu and you deserved what you got. I can't believe you tried to use my skills to get out of a spanking."
"I've already got spanked, Tubby please," Lulu begged. "It might look like me, but it wasn't me."
"The Spider always gets his man." Tubby stated then paused "…er…girl…er…girl but not in the romantic way…whatever. Case Solve. See ya Lulu." He began to make his way towards the door.
"Tubby wait." Lulu yelled running after him. Tubby ignored her and continued out the door and down the footpath. He reached the road and road and was about to turn down the sidewalk when he stopped, causing Lulu to bump into him and fall over.
"Your fence has been painted." Tubby commented. He reached out and touched it; wet paint stained his finger as it had Lulu's. "Today I guess." He turned around as Lulu scrambled to her feet. "Did you do it?"
Lulu shook her head. "Mother was having me clean and tidy the house, well mainly my room. Pop must have got someone else to do it." Her face suddenly brightened. "You think whoever painted the fence, stole the cake?"
"Well your mum doesn't paint, your Pop's at work." Tubby thought allowed. "So if you didn't do it then your Pop must have asked someone else, any kid would happily do that for money, and the most likely kid he'd ask would be…" He looked to the house next-door "…Alvin."
"That little rascal." Lulu pushed past Tubby and began to storm her way over to the Alvin's house. With Tubby, following Lulu walked up to the door and knocked as hard as she could. "Alvin."
A moment later Alvin, dressed in blue shorts and a red shirt, opened the door. "Hi Lulu, Tubby." He greeted. Alvin was a few years younger than the other two children
"Hi Alvin." Tubby replied. "We just wanted to ask you something."
Alvin look from Tubby to the clearly angered Lulu and answered. "Sure."
"Cool. Did Mr Moppet ask you to paint his fence?"
"Yup," Alvin nodded, smiling. "Paid me five dollars for it to." He looked to Lulu. "Sorry if you wanted to do it."
"Oh that's okay Alvin," Lulu answered. "I just wanted to know if you eat the leftover cake that was in the fridge."
"Yea," Alvin said, but before Lulu could even begin to reach for him added. "Your dad said I could have it when I was done."
Lulu and Tubby froze. "My Pop said you could have it?" Lulu asked shocked by the turn of events "When did he say that?"
"Right before he left for work." Alvin told her still unsure why Lulu looked so annoyed. "Said painting was a hard job and I would need a snack at the end."
"Well that explains everything." Tubby said trying his best not to laugh at the revealed situation. "Thanks Alvin." He added as Alvin went back inside, shutting the door behind him.
"Man, I'm sorry I didn't believe you Lu." Tubby apologised to Lulu. "I guess I should have trusted my friend over the evidence. I'm as bad as your mother."
"Nah, yer not." Lulu answered as the two began to make their way back to Lulu's house. "You know my Mother, she hardly even says sorry for spanking me for something I didn't do. Even if Pop tells her he let Alvin have the cake."
"Well a lest we know," Tubby assured her. "Want to go and play baseball."
Lulu smiled. "Sure."
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