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The Berenstain Bears and the Big Blooper Electronic book published by ipicturebooks.com 24 W. 25th St. New York, NY 10010 For more ebooks, visit us at: http://www.ipicturebooks.com All rights reserved. Copyright (c) 2000 by Stan and Jan Berenstain Originally published by Random House in 2000 No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher. e-ISBN: 1-59019-226-5 Ebook conversion by wTree.com Sister Bear was just beginning to wonder what to do with herself one afternoon when the phone rang. It was Lizzy Bruin asking her to come over to play. "Bring your dolls with you," said Lizzy. "We'll play house. And, later on, we can watch a video." "Great!" said Sister. "I'll check with my mom and be right over." A visit to Lizzy's house was perfectly all right with Mama Bear. In fact, she had a lot of gardening to do that afternoon. Sister and Lizzy were always a pleasure to have around, but if they played over at Lizzys that afternoon, Mama could get more work done. Sister put her dolls in their stroller and hurried over to Lizzy’s. Lizzy was waiting for her at the door and helped her carry the dolls upstairs to her room. Sister and Lizzy had been playing house with their dolls the last time Sister visited, so they just picked up where they left off. Sister’s doll Amanda had been pestering her mother—played by Lizzy’s doll Christie—to let her bake cookies in the kitchen. "Now, Amanda," said Christie— it was really Lizzy's voice—"you know I have a lot of work to do around the house. I don't have time to help you bake cookies." "Aw, gee. Mom!" whined Amanda—it was Sisters voice— "I never get to bake cookies. You never let me do anything!" "That's ridiculous," said Lizzy, "we baked cookies just yesterday." "But I want to bake cookies now!" shouted Sister, getting into her role. "Stop that shouting!" yelled Lizzy. "Don't speak to me in that tone of voice. You'll be sent to your room in another minute!" Before Sister could yell back and get sent to her room, Lizzy's mother came to the door. She looked a little frazzled. "What's all the shouting about?" she asked. "I'm trying to make some phone calls and I don't need all this commotion." "We're just playing, Mom," said Lizzy. "Can't you do something quieter?" sighed her mom. "Can we watch a video?" asked Lizzy. "I suppose so," agreed her mother, heading back downstairs. Lizzy and Sister brought their dolls into the family room and settled down in front of the TV. "Hey, look!" said Lizzy. "Here's that video that Barry rented." Barry was Lizzy's older brother. "Lets watch that." "Okay," agreed Sister. The video was called Trouble at Big Bear High, and it looked pretty grown-up. It was all about teenagers in high school. Sister didn't understand a lot of it. The teenagers in the video got angry and upset with each other, and Sister didn't always understand why. They teased each other and made fun of each other’s clothes. They used a lot of words that Sister didn't understand. Whenever the teenagers got angry or upset, they said words that Sister had never heard before. She figured that these words were sort of like "Phooey!" or "Fudge!" but more grown-up. She whispered one or two to herself. They sounded pretty good. When the video was over, Sister and Lizzy played with their dolls some more, then went outside to ride bikes. Finally, it was time for Sister to go home for supper. She gathered her dolls together and headed home, thinking about the video she had seen. She wasn't sure whether she liked it or not. At the table. Sister began to tell P