Background
A series of bedtime stories, this chapter follows the previous one: midgies.
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"Bah, what a smell," Nikki says when she wants to enter the tent. "Where does that come from?"
She hesitates a wee while...shall she enter the tent? But she urgently needs the toilet. The toilet on the camping site has no toilet paper. People need to bring their own toilet paper. Nikki needs to fetch her own toilet roll, completely at the back of the tent, in her backpack.
She keeps her nose closed and takes a deep breath. She enters the tent. With her cheeks completely blown up with air it looks as if she goes to take a dive under water.
"It really is like a dive," she thinks. "It is just a dive into a tent with a terrible smell"
She walks along the folding beds to her backpack. It opens with pulling the rope hard. The toilet paper is not there. SHH. where did she leave it now.
Her breath is nearly finished. Oh no, will she have to breath in the horrible smell?
She has to let go.
Heavily breathing Nikki gasps for air. What smells so badly?
The she discovers where the smell comes from. They are socks from Douglas that he hid under his bed.
"Holy shit, what smelly socks!" Nikki curses. " I reckon Douglas has been wearing the same socks for a few days. If I tell Mommy..."
With a stick she gets the horrible socks and carries them outside.
It already smells slightly less in the tent. Now Nikki too spots behind another few items the roll of toilet paper. She grabs it quickly.
Finally she can go to the toilet.
"Surprisingly I did not loose anything in my pants. Otherwise Douglas would have it coming."
