Despite Pansy's threat, Chomper found it hard to take anything but joy out of the day. He was handed back a test that he had gotten an A on in Social Studies. He won a cool eraser shaped like a cat in Math. He found a new (thrilling) series about dragons in Reading, and in Art painted a wonderful self-portrait. When he got home he realized his homework wasn't as long as it had appeared to be and read the new book he'd gotten for the whole afternoon. Then, after that he had pasta for dinner; his favorite! Before he went to bed he realized he was actually grateful that Pansy (still a ridiculous name) had picked a fight with him, because if he hadn't, Chomper would never have made another friend. Chomper fell asleep happily, having completely forgotten about Pansy's threat.

The next day Chomper awoke refreshed and packed a lunch, along with his school books, and put them in his bag. Then he walked the short distance to the large brick building that was his school. He looked at the cool blue slide and wondered why he hadn't played on it at recess. Oh yeah, because he had been in the library at lunch. Suddenly a strange feeling of sadness settled over him. He had no idea why he felt this way, but as the rest of the monsters screamed and played, getting out their last urges to run and yell in the minutes before school started, Chomper decided that today would not be a fun day. He guessed that because yesterday had been so amazing, today would be dull and lifeless. But he was wrong. Today would be much worse than dull and lifeless.