Chapter 1 Daniel Hillstrom was a 13 year old boy, but rather small for his age. Everybody called him "Danny." It was his nickname. He was chubby, couldn't lift an empty milk carton, and could not reach his shoes. Why was this the case? It was because he loved to eat. It was like a hobby to him, it was like his mother...(don't tell his mother I said that!), it took care of him and fed him. He couldn't live without "it". Of course, nobody could, but whatever. Danny...er...I mean, Daniel, lived in a small cottage with his mother on a hill in the town of "Loserville". His father had been killed when he fell down a 10 foot ditch just outside the town. If your wondering how, let's just say he can't see.
One day, a group of young scouts came to the village to enlist people for the SS, which meant "Secret Spies". Danny...er..I mean, Daniel, volunteered immediately. He was sure secret spies got a lot of food. But when the scouts saw him and his outlook, they signed him up for the rank "SSS", which meant "Super Stupid Spy." Oh well, he thought, I'll still get a lot of food, and this will be a piece of cake! "Yum", he said, smacking his lips. Boy, couldn't you possibly get more wrong then that...
Being a super stupid spy would have basically the same story ideas as a secret spy, except it would be funnier. He could go on a secret mission and screw it up, instead of actually completing it.
