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    Pirate Spacecat Attack (Geronimo Stilton Spacemice #10)

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      most prestigious inventions in the universe. Each year,

      millions of aliens from all around the galaxy come

      to the university to study, develop new inventions,

      and sharpen their intellect in the hopes of becoming

      universally known stellar scientists.

      Wow!

      Wait

      until

      you

      see

      it!

      “Wait until you see

      what’s inside,” Sally told

      us. “It’s even more

      interesting

      !”

      “Well, what

      are we waiting

      for?” Trap asked.

      “

      Let’s go!

      ”

      Let’s go!

      let

      me

      down,

      Please!

      The

      hallways

      were crowded with aliens

      from all over the Cheddar Galaxy. They were

      moving quickly

      in

      and

      out

      of classrooms

      and labs.

      “Oh, how I love this place!” Sally said

      warmly as she looked around. “Let’s go to

      the main office. Maybe someone there can

      tell us where we can find

      PROFESSOR

      TWISTERIX

      .”

      As we headed down one hallway after

      another, I sneaked a peek inside one of the

      labs

      . A group of aliens was in the middle

      of an experiment when . . .

      PUUUUUFFF!

      A cloud of dust surrounded me, clinging

      to my clothes. Suddenly, I was

      FLYING

      through the air!

      “Sorry!” a student said apologetically.

      “Our

      antigravitational

      spray

      uniform

      is still a prototype.”

      “Uh, no problem,” I replied, trying to

      remain

      calm

      . “But can you let me

      down

      ,

      please?!”

      In the meantime, Trap took off down the

      hallway in a pair of very

      strange

      shoes. A

      student ran after him, shouting.

      “Sir, I told you not to

      touch

      those!”

      he squeaked. “They’re

      rocket

      shoes

      ,

      but we’re still testing them!”

      As if that wasn’t enough, a mail robot had

      accidentally picked up Benjamin and

      was delivering him to one of the classrooms

      like a package!

      Let

      me

      down!

      Oops!

      Hey!

      Waaaait!

      Sorry!

      Two students stopped the mail robot

      immediately.

      “Our

      flying

      mail

      robot

      is a work in

      progress,” one explained sheepishly.

      I ran over to my sweet nephew to make

      sure he was okay.

      “Uncle Ger, you should have seen the eco-

      friendly engine on that robot!” Benjamin

      squeaked excitedly. “It runs on slime from

      the planet

      Slimix

      !”

      “I’m glad you’re okay,” I told him,

      smiling

      .

      “Now we have to get to the office.”

      When we finally got there, a robot was

      assisting a long line of students. Finally, it

      was our turn.

      “Hello,” Sally said. “We would like to talk

      to

      Professor

      Twisterix

      . Can you schedule an

      appointment right away? It’s

      urgent

      .”

      “Professor Arthur Twisterix retired three

      Next

      alien,

      please!

      Mousey

      meteors!

      We

      were

      right

      back

      where

      we

      had

      started!

      galactic

      years ago,” the robot replied

      mechanically.

      “But do you know where we can find him

      now?” Sally asked, a worried look on

      her snout. “It’s very

      important

      .”

      “I do not have access to the professor’s

      current address,” the robot replied.

      And with that, he moved on to the

      ALIEN

      behind us in the line.

      follow

      that

      scent

      “What do we do now?” Sally asked,

      disappointed.

      Suddenly, we heard a

      soft

      squeak behind

      us. “Excuse me, I accidentally overheard that

      you are looking for Professor Twisterix.”

      We turned to see an alien holding two

      brooms

      , a

      dustpan

      , a

      bucket

      ,

      and

      a

      mop

      in her many tentacle-like arms.

      “Yes!” I said eagerly. “Can you help us?”

      “I think so,” she replied. “I’m

      Amelia

      Shinix

      , the university’s head cleaning alien.

      I’ve been working here for a thousand

      galactic years, so I know

      everything

      about

      everybody

      . I think I know where

      you can find the

      professor

      .”

      “That’s

      wonderful

      !” Sally exclaimed

      I’m

      Amelia

      Shinix!

      happily. “Would you be so

      kind

      as to tell us?”

      Amelia Shinix took a

      step closer.

      “He was recently seen

      in

      Inventor’s

      Alley

      ,” she

      whispered. “That’s a

      neighborhood on the

      other side of town. I

      hear he’s starting his

      own

      secret

      laboratory.”

      “Thank you, Amelia!”

      Sally replied. “You’ve been

      so

      helpful

      .”

      We followed her directions and headed

      straight across town to

      Inventor’s

      Alley

      .

      There we found a real

      maze

      of labs and

      workshops. Everywhere we looked there

      were aliens building and fixing all different

      kinds of

      mechanical equipment

      . We

      asked for the professor, but no one had

      heard

      of him!

      “Hmm. How about we stop for a snack?”

      Trap said. “I can smell cheesy Pluto peas!”

      “Hold on a second!” Sally exclaimed.

      “Cheesy Pluto peas are the professor’s

      favorite

      dish

      ! Perhaps we’ll find him if we

      follow the

      scent

      .”

      Trap started sniffing and we followed.

      He led us to a

      bizarre-looking

      building ma
    de completely of spare

      parts.

      Holey

      craters,

      what

      a

      mouserific

      idea!

      cheesy

      Pluto

      peas!

      Mmm...

      the

      smell

      of

      “This is where the

      smell

      is coming from,”

      Trap declared. “Oh, I’m so

      hungry

      !”

      Sally knocked on the door. A second later,

      it opened, and we were

      snout-to-snout

      with an older rodent.

      “Stellar circuits! It’s Sally de Wrench, my

      smartest student!” he exclaimed. “

      What a

      shocking surprise!

      ”

      “Professor Twisterix!” Sally squeaked

      happily. “How nice to see you again!”

      Sally hugged the professor. He was a

      friendly-looking alien with

      green

      skin,

      reddish hair, and

      eight

      arms.

      “And who are your friends?” he asked.

      “I’m

      Geronimo

      Stiltonix

      ,” I said, extending

      a paw. “I’m the captain of the spaceship

      MouseStar 1. This is my cousin Trap and my

      nephew Benjamin.”

      Professor Twisterix invited us into his

      home

      laboratory

      . Martian mozzarella,

      I had never seen a more

      disgusting

      place!

      “Pardon the

      mess

      , but I’ve been working

      on a new prototype,” the professor said.

      Trap looked at the pot of

      cheesy Pluto

      peas

      the professor was holding.

      “Well, actually, I was just taking a break

      for a little snack,” Professor Twisterix

      explained. “Would you like to join me?”

      Sally

      de

      Wrench!

      Professor

      Twisterix!

      Slurp!

      Everyone declined politely except

      TRAP

      .

      He grabbed a spoon and happily dug in.

      “Thank you, Professor!” my cousin

      exclaimed happily.

      “It’s a real

      pleasure to meet

      another

      true gourmet!”

      i

      have

      exactly

      what

      you

      need!

      “

      Stellar circuits, how did you find me?” our

      host asked once he and Trap had finished

      their snack.

      “It was thanks to Amelia Shinix!” Sally

      replied. “But why all this

      secrecy

      ?”

      “I wanted to

      completely

      dedicate myself

      to my inventions, with no distractions,” the

      professor explained. “Would you like to take

      a

      look

      at my latest work?”

      “We would love to, but first we need to

      ask for your help!” Sally explained.

      The professor

      looked concerned

      .

      “Do you remember Hologramix, the

      computer I created for my thesis project?”

      Sally went on.

      “

      But

      of

      course!

      ” the professor replied.

      “I helped you design that hologram with a

      mouse’s snout.”

      “Exactly!” Sally squeaked. “Unfortunately,

      Hologramix isn’t working properly. I

      don’t know what the

      problem

      is!”

      “Hmmm . . . interesting,” the professor

      said. “Let me take a look.”

      Sally

      gently

      placed the box on the

      table and turned Hologramix on: Its snout

      was as faded and tired-looking as ever.

      Professor

      Twisterix

      examined it,

      mumbling to himself as he worked.

      “It could be a side short

      circuit

      . . . or

      maybe there’s been some damage to the

      quantum chip . . .”

      I don’t know much about machines

      and I didn’t want to get in the

      way

      , so I sat

      away from the others, on a COMFY

      chair

      Ahhhh!

      made of old mechanical parts.

      I was just about

      to drift off to

      sleep

      when something

      bumped against my

      paw. I jumped

      up, screaming.

      “

      Ahhhh!

      ”

      I yelped. “What was

      that?”

      Trap just laughed.

      “Ha, ha, ha!” he chuckled. “You’re such

      a scaredy-mouse, Cuz!

      It’s just a sweet

      robot doggy.

      ”

      I glanced down at the little creature and

      was about to reply when the professor’s

      voice interrupted my thoughts.

      “

      I’ve

      got

      it!

      ” he cried. “It’s the

      power

      generator

      ! Your onboard computer is

      running out of juice

      !”

      “Ah, that explains why the reboot process

      was so slow . . .” Sally mused.

      “

      Um, does that mean Hologramix isn’t really

      broken?

      ” I asked hopefully. “And there’s no

      virus?”

      “Correct!” the professor replied. “It’s only

      out of

      power

      . All you need is a new

      battery

      from planet Energix. I should have

      one around here somewhere . . .”

      He began searching through

      parts

      ,

      tools

      , and other

      junk

      around the lab.

      “Not here . . . not there . . . nope . . . oh,

      I think I know where it is!” he muttered.

      Then he walked straight to a closet in

      the back of the

      lab

      , opened its door

      and . . .

      Crash!

      “Professor, are you

      okay

      ?” Sally asked.

      After a moment of silence, he came up

      shaking

      his snout.

      “Unfortunately the battery isn’t here,” he

      said

      seriously. “And it was the last one

      in the whole

      universe

      :

      The

      energy on planet

      Energix has completely

      run

      out

      !”

      “B-but there must b-be

      something

      we can do!”

      I stuttered

      anxiously.

      I’ve

      got

      it!

      Professor Twisterix shook his head

      sadly

      .

      “In the past, we thought the

      power

      on

      Energix was inexhaustible, but we were

      wrong.”


      Sally sighed. Everyone else in the lab was

      very, very quiet.

      “

      Stellar circuits, why didn’t I think

      of it before?!

      ” Professor Twisterix

      exclaimed suddenly. Then he grabbed a

      tool and began to

      explain

      . “This is an

      energy transformer. It can

      convert

      galactic wind

      and

      starlight

      into

      electrical

      energy

      . It’s only

      a prototype, but it

      should work fine

      with Hologramix’s

      specifications!”

      “That’s great news!” I squeaked happily.

      “Do you mean Hologramix can be fixed,

      and it will also be more

      ecologically

      friendly

      ?” Benjamin asked.

      Twisterix smiled.

      “That’s right, young mouse,” he replied.

      “I’ll get right to

      work

      . Come back tomorrow

      at the same time and I should be done.”

      Then the professor lowered his voice and

      looked around

      nervously

      . “Please keep this

      to

      yourselves

      !” he urged us. “This is brand-

      new technology, and there are always aliens

      trying to steal

      secrets

      around here!”

      Then he called the

      ROBOT DOG

      over to him.

      “Fidox, please take them to their space

      pod!”

      time

      to

      celebrate!

      We happily followed the professor’s robot

      dog through the neighborhood’s very

      crowded streets.

      “What a

      successful

      mission!” Trap

      squeaked excitedly. “Thanks to Twisterix’s

      clever

      invention, we won’t have any more

      problems with Hologramix!”

      I noticed that some of the

      aliens

      around

      us glanced our way. Why does my cousin

      always have to be so

      boisterous

      and

      loud

      ?

      “Trap, would you please lower your

      voice?” I implored him. “Remember what

      the professor said!”

      But he wasn’t listening.

      “

      Turning stellar wind into energy is

      What a

      brilliant idea!

      Hey, how rude!

      a brilliant idea!

      ” Trap practically shouted.

      A few aliens moved even closer to us,

      perking up their ears.

      Holey craters

      , I

      had to think of something to get my cousin

      to stop

      squeaking

      !

     


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