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    Creepella Von Cacklefur #5: Fright Night

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      “Dad should be able to ace this one,”

      Creepella whispered to Shivereen.

      Boris closed his eyes, thinking, as the

      minute clicked away. Then Horatio gave him

      the signal to start.

      Oops!

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      stomach-turner

      The arrow on the Shivers

      Machine jumped nearly all the

      way to the top, to the “

      POSITIVELY

      PETRIFYING

      ” level. Creepella and

      Shivereen let out a cheer.

      The audience liked the poem,

      too.

      Boris smiled, pleased. Then it was Vera

      Versa’s turn. She chose number four, and

      Crystal shouted her word:

      “Phantom!”

      “I wandered past a ghastly grave,

      And saw the dirt had been moved about.

      Before I could run, or even scream,

      A bony skeleton jumped right out!”

      “Frightfully

      chilling!”

      48

      “

      A

      r

      e

      a

      l

      !

      ”

      After a minute, Vera began:

      The audience was silent at first.

      Then they began to

      laugh

      . Then the

      judges

      laughed

      . Crystal and Horatio

      laughed

      . The only rodents who weren’t

      laughing

      were Evelyn Dozer, who

      was still asleep, and Vera Versa, who knew

      that she had lost. The Shivers Machine arrow

      was moving — but from laughter, not from

      fright.

      Crystal delivered the verdict.

      “

      eliminated!

      ” she cried.

      “A phantom sat down to breakfast.

      It was the meal he liked the most.

      But he had no bread, so the phantom said,

      ‘I’m a ghost without any toast!’”

      49

      Poof!

      Vera Versa’s booth disappeared

      beneath the stage. Crystal dried her TEARS

      (from laughing so hard) and then announced,

      “The final two fright night contestants

      are Brad Balladeer and Boris von Cacklefur!”

      “Brad! Brad!”

      cheered half the crowd.

      “Boris! Boris!”

      cheered the other half.

      Crystal waved to the audience. “It’s time

      for intermission! We’ll be back in twenty

      minutes!”

      Boris left the stage and joined Creepella

      and Shivereen.

      “You’re doing

      GREAT, Father!”

      Creepella said, giving him a hug.

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      “Thank you,” Boris replied. “But Brad is

      going to be difficult to beat. And there’s

      something

      oddly

      familiar about him. . . .”

      He thoughtfully pulled his whiskers.

      “You’d better start practicing your final

      poem, Father,” Creepella reminded him.

      “Yes, of course!” Boris agreed. Then he

      walked off to his dressing room.

      Geronimo slowly untied the

      rope

      from

      his tail. Professor Dubloon was busy chatting

      with Professor Cleverpaws. Evelyn Dozer

      was snoring away next to him. It was the

      perfect time to ESCAPE!

      “They don’t really need me,” he reasoned.

      “I need to get back to my writing.”

      He slowly began to tiptoe away. Then

      he scurried backstage, where he hoped he

      wouldn’t be seen. To his surprise, he

      found Brad Balladeer talking with the

      Rattenbaum triplets. All four were clutching

      long bandages in their paws.

      three SuSpiCiouS

      thingS

      53

      “He’s the perfect mummy!" Brad told the

      triplets, laughing.

      Geronimo forgot all about his escape plan.

      There was something

      suspicious

      about this scene.

      “What mummyare you talking about?”

      he asked them. “And why do you need all

      these bandages?”

      mummy mood

      “

      Oh, look, it’s

      C

      reepella’s friend,

      ”

      said Lilly.

      “

      Why do you hang around with

      her?

      ” asked Milly.

      “

      We’re much more interesting,

      ”

      said Tilly.

      Before Geronimo could respond, Brad

      stepped up to him. “I asked these lovely

      ladies to help inspire me,” he said. “I

      need a rhyme for my poem, ‘Ode to the

      Mummy.’ The bandages help get me in a

      .”

      “Bandages? Really?” asked Geronimo.

      Brad rolled his eyes impatiently.

      Then he turned to the Rattenbaums.

      “Let us go, my muses. Poetry

      does not wait!”

      Geronimo watched them head toward

      Brad’s dressing room. He didn’t believe their

      story, but he had other things to think about.

      “I must go work on that encyclopedia!” he

      said. “The faster I finish, the faster I can get

      away from this

      bizarre

      valley!”

      He was only a few steps away from the

      back door when he heard Creepella’s

      voice behind him.

      “Here you are, Gerrykins!” she said.

      “I’ve been looking for you!”

      Geronimo turned and saw

      Creepella holding a pot of

      steaming

      stew.

      “Isn’t it wonderful? Chef

      Stewrat and the whole von Cacklefur family

      are here,” she said. “A pot of Chef’s stew is

      just the thing to give Father the

      ENERGY

      he needs to win. Would you like some?”

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      Geronimo sniffed at the stinky stew and

      then shook his head.

      “Well, come anyway,” she said. “I’m sure

      Father can use some encouragement.”

      “B-but the encyclopedia . . .” Geronimo

      stammered.

      Then he felt a paw on his back.

      It was Professor Dubloon. Geromino was

      very CONFUSED.

      “By the strings of my eyepatch, it was

      you!” the angry professor went on. “You

      thief!”

      “What happened?” Creepella asked gently.

      “Somebody STOLE my ship!” Dubloon

      roared. “It was parked right outside the

      arena. And now it’s GONE!”

      “Your ship?” asked Geronimo.

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      “YoU

      d

      id it!

      I

      know you did

      !

      confess!”

      “The professor has a

      pirate ship on wheels,”

      Creepella explained. “I

      wonder who would want

      to steal it?”

      Dubloon pointed at

      Geronimo.

      “Don’t be

      silly

      ,

      Professor!” Creepella

      said with a laugh.

      “Geronimo is the

      most

      honest


      rodent I know.

      We’ll help you later.

      We need to go see

      my father!”

      Creepella

      grabbed

      “

      he stole it!

      ”

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      Geronimo by the elbow and led him to Boris’s

      dressing room. But when she opened the

      door, she was

      SURPRISED

      to find that

      her father wasn’t there.

      “Where could he be?” Creepella asked.

      “Hmm,” muttered Geronimo to himself.

      “A mysterious mummy. A missing vehicle.

      And now this. It’s all very suspicious.”

      Just then the Rattenbaum triplets walked

      past the door, snickering.

      When they saw Creepella, the triplets stopped

      laughing.

      “Look who’s here!” said Milly.

      “It’s boring old Creepella,” added Tilly.

      “I bet she’s looking for her daddy,” sneered

      Lilly.

      Creepella marched up to them.

      “How do you know that?” she asked. “Have

      you seen my father?”

      “Your father is a SCAREDY-RAT,” Milly

      said.

      “He knew that Brad is going to win,”

      said Tilly.

      “So he RAN away!” Lilly finished.

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      where’S

      BoriS?

      never

      “He would

      do that!” Creepella insisted.

      “Oh, no? That’s what he did in fourth

      grade,” the triplets said together.

      Creepella’s

      green

      eyes flashed with

      anger. “How did you know that?”

      But the triplets

      HURRIED

      away without

      answering. Creepella started to go after

      them, but Geronimo held her back.

      “Calm down,” he said. “I have something

      to tell you.”

      “Not now, Geronimo,” Creepella said

      impatiently. “We must find Father!”

      Creepella ran so fast that Geronimo could

      not keep up. She found her family in the

      stands. They were enjoying Chef Stewrat’s

      smelly stew.

      “Father is

      missing

      !” Creepella

      announced. “The Rattenbaum triplets said

      he ran away, but I don’t believe them!”

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      “Well, he was nervous about the

      contest,” Shivereen pointed out.

      “True, but he is very proud of that

      poem he wrote,” Creepella said. “I know he

      wants to recite it in the final round.”

      “Maybe that Brad Balladeer fellow knows

      something,” muttered Grandma Crypt. “That

      young rat looks quite familiar. . . .”

      Geronimo finally caught up to Creepella.

      “I have something to tell you,” he told her,

      huffing and puffing. “It’s important!”

      “Father is missing,” Creepella said. “That’s

      more important!”

      “But I think something suspicious

      is going on,” Geronimo insisted. “Before

      Boris went missing, I saw Brad with the

      Rattenbaum triplets and a bunch of bandages.

      They were acting very STRANGE.”

      “That is suspicious,” Creepella said. “I

      think you’re onto something, Gerrykins.

      Let’s go solve this

      mystery

      !”

      They headed back to Boris’s dressing room

      to look for

      CLUES

      . Shivereen, who

      always loved a good mystery, joined them. So

      did Bitewing, but he went along for the

      mosquito treats

      in Creepella’s

      pockets.

      As they walked down the hall, they saw

      Professor Cleverpaws examining the floor

      with a huge magnifying glass.

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      “Professor, are you looking for my father,

      too?” Creepella asked.

      “Your father? I didn’t know he was

      missing,” the professor replied. “No, I’m

      trying to help Professor Dubloon find his

      missing pirate ship.”

      “That’s another

      suspicious

      disappearance,” Geronimo remarked.

      Creepella nodded. “Exactly! And I have a

      hunch that those two disappearances are

      connected. If we find the pirate ship, we’ll

      find Father!”

      Professor Cleverpaws

      pointed to the floor.

      “See these? These are

      tracks made by the

      boat’s wheels. If we

      follow them, we may

      find the boat.”

      Everyone eagerly followed Professor

      Cleverpaws as she moved along the

      tracks, but then she stopped at the

      entrance to the

      Horrorwood Studios

      gate.

      Beyond the gate were the sets for the movies

      made at the studio.

      “There are too many tracks beyond

      the gate,” the professor said, shaking her

      head. “I’ll have to STOP following them.”

      “Don’t worry, we’ll take it from here!”

      Creepella promised.

      “But we don’t even know where to look,”

      Geronimo protested. “This could take

      forever.”

      Creepella ignored him and

      PUSHED

      open the gate. Shivereen and Bitewing

      followed her, and Geronimo reluctantly

      joined them.

      Next to the gate, three blonde heads poked

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      out of three large fake rocks.

      “She’s getting too close,” said Milly

      “We have to follow her!” added Lilly.

      “She can’t

      find out

      what happened,”

      warned Tilly.

      The studio lot was

      crowded

      with rodents

      scurrying between the

      BUSY

      movie sets.

      As they began their search, Geronimo turned

      to Creepella.

      “What did those

      triplets

      mean before?”

      he asked. “About your father in fourth

      grade?”

      Creepella told him the story of how Chester

      Cheater

      stole

      young Boris’s poem. “He

      never entered a contest again,” she explained.

      “But that was a long time ago. I’m sure he

      hasn’t run away!”

      Then the Rattenbaum triplets strolled by,

      carrying

      suitcases

      .

      triplets

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      a BuSy

      movie Set

      “We’re carrying our costumes,” said

      Milly.

      “We’re going to be stars!” added

      Lilly.

      “Beauties of the big screen!” bragged

      Tilly.

      Then they

      HURRIED

      off.

      Creepella’s eyes narrowed. “I don’t trust

      those three.”

      “What should we do now, Auntie?”

      Shivereen asked.

      “Let’s talk to my friend, the movie director

      Sylvia Cinemouse,” Creepella

      suggested. “Maybe she’s seen something.”

      They found Sylvia on
    the set of her new

      film, forest of fur.

      “Creepella, how good to see you!” she

      cried. “Can I convince you to star

      in my next film? I’ve got the

      PERFECT part

      for you.”

      Creepella

      shook her head.

      “Thanks, but being

      an

      actress

      isn’t

      in my plans.”

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      “That’s too bad,” said Sylvia. “You’ve got a

      GREAT

      look, and a

      GREAT

      name,

      too.”

      “Name?” asked Shivereen.

      “Sure,” said Sylvia. “Every

      movie star

      needs a great name. Take Johnny Depprat,

      the FAMOUSE actor. His name used

      to be Henry Squishyface. He never got any

      work. Then he changed it, and now he’s a

      star!”

      While Creepella and her friend talked,

      Geronimo looked around the set for clues.

      He tripped over three bushes that

      seemed to come out of nowhere.

      “How dare you, you

      clumsy

      rodent!” said the bushes. Then they shuffled

      away.

      “

      Quiet

      , everyone!” Sylvia shouted through

      her megaphone. “This is a movie set.”

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      “Sorry,” Geronimo said. “But we’re trying

      to solve a

      mystery

      here. Creepella’s

      father is missing.”

      “Oh, dear,” said Sylvia. “How can I help?”

      “We were wondering if you’ve seen a

      pirate ship on wheels roll through here,”

      Creepella said.

      Sylvia shook her head. “Sorry, no. It’s been

      crazy

      around here all morning. But if

      I see one, I’ll let you know.”

      Then Shivereen cried out in a loud

      voice.

      “Auntie, come here! I think I’ve found

      something!”

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      Creepella ran to Shivereen, who was holding

      up a torn scrap of paper.

      “I found it on the ground, and there are

      some weird

      tracks

      right

      next to it,” Shivereen reported. “It has one

      word on it: ‘Once.’”

      “Hmm. Once,” repeated Creepella.

     


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