Pinkalicious

Pinkalicious It was a rainy day, too wet to go outside. Mommy said, “Let’s make cupcakes! What color do you want?” “Pink!” I said. “Pink! Pink! Pink!” Mommy put in some pink.“More!” I cried. “More, more, more!” I gobbled['ɡɑbl] （贪吃）up a couple of cupcakes while Mommy and I frosted [frɔst] （冰冻） them. They were so yummy-they were PINKALICIOUS! I offered one to Peter, my little brother, but he is very picky ['pɪki] （挑剔的） and didn’t want to eat his. So I ate it. “Please, Mommy, can I have JUST ONE MORE?” I begged when I woke up from my nap. “You get what you get, and you don’t get upset.” she said. But I got very upset. After dinner I ate more cupcakes. Then I refused to go to bed. “Just one more pink cupcake, and I’ll go to sleep,” I promised. Daddy waved a tired finger at me. “You have had ENOUGH!” The next morning when I woke up, I was PINK! My face was pink, my hands were pink, and my belly was the color of a sunset. Daddy thought I had played with markers, so he gave me a bath. The pink did not come off. My hair was the color of raspberry ['ræzbəri] （树莓）, I cried because I was so beautiful. I even had PINK tears. I put on my pink fairy princess dress and twirled [twɝl] （旋转） in front of the mirror, while Mommy speed -dialed the pediatrician [,pidɪə'trɪʃən]（儿科医生）. “I’m Pinkerbella! Look at me, I’m Pinkerbella!” I sang. Mommy grabbed her purse. “Just one more cupcake! PLEASE JUST ONE MORE!” I yelled on the way out the door. Mummy took me right to the doctor’s office. Dr. Wink looked at me and said, “You have a very rare and acute case of Pinkititis.” I guess that’s not the worst thing that could happen. Just call me PINKERRELLA! Then Dr. Wink said, “For the next week, no more pink cupcake, pink bubble ['bʌbl]（气泡） gum [ɡʌm]（口香糖）, or pink cotton candy.”(BOO!) “To return to normal, you must eat a steady diet of green food.”(YUCK!) On the way home, we stopped at the playground. My friend Alison was there, but she didn’t see me because I blended in with the pink peonies(牡丹). When I waved to Alison, a bumblebee landed on my nose. “Buzz off! I am not a flower!” I scolded the bee. Soon I was surrounded by bees, butterflies, and birds. “Mommy,” I cried, “Please take me home!” When we left the playground, I asked Mommy if I could eat another pink cupcake when we got home. “Don’t you remember what the doctor told you?” she said. “NO MORE CUPCAKES!” Peter tugged at my pinktails. “I wish I were pink like you,” he said. He was green with envy. That night, I pretended to eat my dinner of mushy ['mʌʃi]（糊状的）, dark green vegetables. After everyone went to sleep, I sneaked into the kitchen, climbed onto a chair, and reached on my tippy ['tɪpɪ] toes（踮起脚尖） to the top of the refrigerator [rɪ'frɪdʒəretɚ]（冰箱）, where Mommy had hidden the cupcakes. I took just one more pink cupcake and ate it. Then I licked[lɪk]（舔吃） the pink cupcake wrapper ['ræpɚ] clean. When I woke up in the morning, I felt different. I ran to the mirror and peered at my reflection. I was a deeper pink than I had ever seen. In fact, I was no longer pink. I was red! “Oh, no, not Red!” I screamed. I didn’t want to be red. I should NOT have eaten that pink cupcake last night! I wanted to be myself again. I knew what I had to do. I open the fridge, held my nose, and squeezed a bottle of icky['ɪki] green relish ['rɛlɪʃ] onto my tongue. I ate pickles ['pɪkl](咸菜) and spinach ['spɪnɪtʃ]（菠菜）, gagged on grapes [ɡreɪps]（葡萄）, and burped[bɝp]（打嗝） up Brussels sprouts[spraʊt]. Next thing I knew, my arms tickled['tɪkl]（发痒）, my ear tingled['tɪŋɡl]（刺痛）, and my feet twitched[twɪtʃ]（抽搐）. I was no longer red. I was no longer pink. I was me, and I was beautiful. “So that happened to the rest of the cupcakes, Pinalicious?” daddy asked. Just the Peter ran in and yelled… “Pink-a-boo!