"Oh, dear! Oh, dear! Oh, dear!" Timmy Mouse cried. "Where are my purple jellybeans?" He was sad.
He looked in the bag again. His red jellybeans were there. His green jellybeans were there. His yellow jellybeans were there. His orange jellybeans were there. Even his black jellybeans were there. There were no purple jellybeans in the bag. Timmy Mouse wanted to cry.
Timmy Mouse looked for his jellybeans. He looked on the table. He looked on his bed. He looked under the table. He looked under the chair. He looked beside his toy box. He looked beside the books. He looked behind the door. He looked behind the toy car. He looked everywhere. No purple jellybeans!
"Someone ate my purple jellybeans," Timmy Mouse said. "I like purple jellybeans best! Who ate my purple jellybeans?"
Timmy Mouse asked his father. "Did you eat my purple jellybeans?"