rocked. âWait a minute. That might work.â He chewed his lip in thought. âBut not a secret
club
! A secret
society
! The Secret Chicken Society.â
âWith passwords and secret handshakes and maybe a secret code,â said Kelsey, pleased.
Daniel nodded. The Secret Chicken Society. Mission: To keep Peepers a secret. So nobody would find out that he was a rooster. So nobody could take him away.
âWe have to take an oath. A secret oath. A double secret oath. A blood vow!â said Daniel.
âWe canât use blood anymore. Mom said,â Kelsey reminded him.
âA spit promise, then.â
âEww,â said Emmy. âIâm not doing blood or spit. Thatâs gross.â
âOkay, okay,â said Daniel. âA pinkie swear.â
âNo swearing,â said Kelsey. âMom said.â
Daniel sighed. It was hard to take a double secret oath without blood or spit or swearing. âOkay. A pinkie promise.â
Kelsey nodded. She held out her hand and hooked pinkie fingers with Daniel. âRepeat after me,â said Daniel. âI solemnly swear . . .â
âYou mean
promise
,â Kelsey said.
Daniel started over. âI solemnly
promise
 . . .â
âWait! Wait!â yelled Emmy from beneath the tree. âI want to be a secret chicken, too.â
Daniel sighed again. He and Kelsey climbed down. Daniel and Kelsey hooked pinkies. Emmy slid her little finger on top of theirs.
âRepeat after me,â Daniel began again. âI solemnly swear . . .â
âPromise!â
said Kelsey and Emmy together.
âI solemnly
promise
 . . .â
âHey!â said Tyler. He came out the back door. His hair was rumpled. He bit into an apple. âWhatâcha doing? A pinkie swear?â
âPinkie
promise
!â yelled Daniel, Kelsey, and Emmy.
Daniel and Kelsey traded glances. âWeâll have to tell him. Heâll find out soon enough.â
Daniel gave Tyler a stern look. âOkay, but you have to promise not to tell.â
âTell what?â
So Daniel explained, with help from Kelsey. About Peepers being a rooster. About Mr. Grafalo threatening to call the police. About the Secret Chicken Society, dedicated to keeping Peepers a secret.
Tyler shook his head when they were done. âThis will never work,â he said.
âWell, you donât have to be in the Secret Chicken Society if you donât want to help,â said Daniel. âBut you still canât tell.â
Tyler hooked his pinkie with Danielâs and Kelseyâs. Emmy put hers on top again. They swore
(promised)
to keep Peepers a secret. But how?
Chapter 9
NOBODY HERE BUT US CHICKENS
Over the next few days, the Secret Chicken Society tried to carry out its mission: Keep the rooster a secret. Daniel kept track of their attempts in the back of his egg journal.
Attempt #1: Hide Peepers
.
First, Daniel locked Peepers in the chicken coop. He put food and water inside. He hoped no one would notice Peepers wasnât outside. But after breakfast, Dad came back from watering the garden. âDonât we have five chickens?â he asked. âI only see four. Is one missing? Better find her, Daniel. We donât want them loose in Mr. Grafaloâs garden again.â
Luckily, Dad didnât hear Peepersâ happy crow when Daniel let him out of the coop.
Attempt
#
2: Keep Peepers Quiet
.
Daniel woke up early the next morning.
Er-Er-Er!
Pale gray light shone through his curtains. He put on his glasses and peered at his alarm clock. It was only 4:30 A.M .! He groaned.
Daniel slipped out of the house. The grass felt cool and damp under his bare feet. He opened the wire gate to the chicken run. The chickens were all asleep inside the Hen Hotel. Daniel could hear their soft clucks.
Peepers crowed again. âShhh!â hissed Daniel. He opened the door to the coop. He just wanted to tell