Death by Whoopee Cushion

Written by Vicki Grant

Tundra Books

978-1-77488-468-3

256 pp.

Ages 10–14

July 2025 

 

 Having parents who own a joke shop can be torture. (p. 3)

 

For twelve-year-old Manya, who hates the limelight, her parents' joke shop, Pranks-A-Million, is embarrassing. But Ronnie and Stephanie Brown love to laugh and make others laugh. Not only do they sell pranks that explode, smell, stain, and startle, they create new "artisanal pranks" like Barf-In-A-Bag, edible scabs, and the Gravy Blaster, a whoopee cushion filled with sulfur-scented gravy, in their backroom Funcubator lab. Manya likes serious science–she won last year's science fair–and is eager to take an after-school program called "Serious Science for Serious Kids" that is offered at the Museum of Natural History. Along with her best friend and neighbour, Isaac, the only other participants who attend Dr. Michael's course are Jack, another science kid from their school, and Brandon, a kid who wanted to do kickboxing but was forced to attend this instead. Together they learn about acids and bases and do fun experiments.

 

But when things that aren't a laughing matter happen, Manya is concerned, though her parents with their good-natured humour are not. First, they are questioned by police about a trick cigar that caused first-degree burns. Then, more seriously, when her parents are setting up for a presentation at Manya's school, the new custodian is killed by an explosion when handling their materials. Manya's parents are arrested, and Manya and their parrot Toots—who makes farting noises—go to stay with Isaac and his mother Delia next door. Now it's up to Manya and Isaac to put their STEM skills to work and determine who sabotaged her parents' Gravy Blaster that killed a man.

 

Vicki Grant is always known for the humour in her books (e.g., Hold the Pickles,  36 Questions That Changed My Mind About You, Short for Chameleon) but her stories are always more than cheap laughs. Her plots often look into deeper issues of family relationships or bullying, even loneliness or shame. Vicki Grant reminds us that even when there is much to laugh about, there are serious issues often lightened with humour. Manya may be a girl who has inherited a love of science and experimenting from her parents, but she is quite self-conscious and embarrassed by the silliness, and smells and noises, of the pranks her parents love. But when her parents are arrested, she realizes how much she loves them and how much the joke shop is a part of her. It's this realization, along with the application of some science, that helps her solve the mystery of the exploding Gravy Blaster and connect with those who care about her.

 

I don't want to give away too much—the mystery of the Whoopee Cushion Murder must be solved—but suffice it to say that the laughs will be had courtesy of a fart-noisemaker of a parrot, a poopy baby called Poppy, a plethora of pranks, and a pair of mischief-makers who drive around in a yellow Beetle adorned with googly eyes and a clown nose. But with a little science, a whole lot of fun, and much familial affection, the mystery is solved, along with a few welcome surprises, and only the culprit is left with egg on their face, figuratively of course.