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A whimsical illustration of four happy children and a bloodhound at a Christmas festival. One boy holds a magnifying glass, another eats fudge, and text on signs reads "Mamma Sue's FUDGE!" and "CLUE'S: IT WUZ TASTY!"

A whimsical illustration of four happy children and a bloodhound at a Christmas festival. One boy holds a magnifying glass, another eats fudge, and text on signs reads "Mamma Sue's FUDGE!" and "CLUE'S: IT WUZ TASTY!"

The Christmas Chocolate Candy Fudge Mystery Now let me tell y'all something about Sugarberry, Florida. It's a teeny little town where folks talk more about gators than politics, and the biggest event of the year is the Christmas Festival Fudge Contest. Every December, the whole town gathers around the gazebo, singin' carols, drinking sweet tea, and waiting for the grand arrival of the chocolate candy fudge shipment. But this year? Lord have mercy — the fudge went missing. And who's going to solve it? Not the sheriff, who's too busy fishing. Not the mayor, who's napping in his recliner. Nope — it's up to four rascal kids: · Bubba Ray - thinks he's the smartest detective alive, but can't spell "detective." · Sissy Mae - bossy as a rooster at sunrise, always hollering orders. · Cletus Jr. - carries a magnifying glass but don't know how to use it. · Tiny Timmy - Not tiny at all, weighs more than a hog, but he's got a nose for candy. And don't forget Old Duke the bloodhound, who's got more slobber than sense. Chapter Two: The Case Begins The kids marched down Main Street, hollering like they were in a parade. Bubba Ray shouted, "We are official detectives now! Ain't nobody stopping' us!" Old Duke sniffed 'round the fudge truck, but instead of finding clues, he found the mayor's leftover corndog. He ate it whole, stick an' all, then burped so loud it rattled the Christmas lights. Sissy Mae scribbled notes in her "Detective Journal," but she spelled fudge as "fudg." Cletus Jr. See more