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The Smelly Search (Geronimo Stilton Cavemice #13)

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by Geronimo Stilton

and

  outnumbered, the

  Saber-Toothed

  Squad hightailed

  it away, slipping

  out through a

  hole

  in the

  tunnel.

  Retreat!

  Growwwl!

  I’m not

  finished!

  Cavemice to the rescue!

  Chaaarge!

  “Hooray, Clarissa!”

  “Hooray, Geronimo!”

  “HOORAY, TRAP!”

  “Hooray, Benjamin!”

  “You were lucky Benjamin heard

  you!” Hercule squeaked to the Jurassic

  Cheddarsnouts and Megalithic Mice as he

  untied them. “If we hadn’t

  arrived

  when we

  did, you would have been mouse meatballs!”

  When we all got back aboveground, we

  were carried in

  TRIUMPH

  through

  the streets of Old Mouse City. Everyone

  cheered and clapped their paws.

  For all the cheddar in the Stone Age! What

  a prehistoric moment!

  Thank you!

  Hooray!

  You rock!

  Hee,

  hee, hee!

  JUSTICE IS SERVED!

  The only thing left to do was to finish the

  TREASURE HUNT

  and find the

  hidden treasure! Easier squeaked than

  done . . .

  “Our clues led us here, to this part of the

  subwaysaurus

  tunnel,” said Squeaks

  McStone.

  “Yes,” Bobby Bouldermouse agreed,

  pointing

  to a dot on the ground nearby.

  “Ours do, too!”

  The two teams began to

  dig

  as fast as

  their paws could go.

  Scratch,

  scratch,

  scratch!

  After some digging, they found a big

  bag filled with

  seashells

  !

  What a Paleozoic prize! Since

  both teams had

  won

  , they

  divided the treasure equally.

  When we got out of the

  subwaysaurus tunnel, Clarissa

  made Hercule, Trap, Benjamin, and me all

  take baths.

  Rats!

  The bath wasn’t just to

  make us look more presentable — Clarissa

  mainly wanted to get rid of our Jurassic

  stench

  !

  After we bathed, we headed to

  Gossip Radio for the official end to

  the

  TREASURE HUNT

  . As Sally

  announced the winners, she made sure

  to point out, “Geronimo, your team was

  dead last!

  Hee, hee, hee!

  ”

  Squeaks McStone spoke up. “Maybe,

  but Geronimo and his team saved Old

  Mouse City from

  Tiger Khan

  and

  the Saber-Toothed Squad!”

  “Exactly,” Bobby Bouldermouse agreed.

  “To

  thank

  him and his team, I think we

  should have a

  party

  in their honor!”

  A cheer went up in the crowd.

  “But before we do that,” Hercule said,

  “there’s something you all need to know.

  The

  TREASURE HUNT

  was actually

  an enormouse scam! Sally gave our team

  riddles

  that were harder than giant

  boulders. While we were distracted, she

  tried to

  steal

  an important interview that’s

  supposed to be published in The Stone

  Gazette!”

  Sally’s eyes widened, and her mouth hung

  open.

  “Fess up, Sally!” Hercule said, looking

  her

  straight

  in the eyes. “

  You

  stole

  Tell the truth!

  Geronimo’s interview

  with Samuel

  Songsnout!”

  Sally scowled.

  “

  Whaaat?

  No, I didn’t!

  That article

  is mine, and

  I’ll prove

  it!

  LOOK!

  ” Sally held the tablets she’d

  taken from my cave, with “

  Songsnout

  Interview

  ” chiseled on the cover. “I have it

  right here. I’m the one who

  squeaked

  out

  an interview with the secretive

  Songsnout — not that

  rotten-smelling

  reporter rodent!”

  “Fine!” said Hercule. “Then prove it. Why

  don’t you read us a few lines of the interview,

  just to give us a sneak preview?”

  Look at

  this!

  Songsnout

  Interview

  Sally took off the cover of the

  tablet

  and began to read. “Here it is: ‘Greasella

  Stonyfur’s Recipes: Special Dishes for the

  Discerning Rat.’ Wait,

  what

  ?”

  Sally stopped squeaking and turned as

  red

  as the lava from the Cheddar Volcano!

  “Go ahead, Sally. Why don’t you continue

  reading

  ?” asked Hercule.

  Sally shot her henchmice a dirty look.

  They tried to make themselves

  look very

  small

  .

  “Uh, well . . . the

  lighting isn’t very good

  here . . .” she mumbled.

  As Sally tried to find

  an excuse, I scurried

  back to my cave and

  grabbed the

  real

  interview.

  “

  Cavemice of Old Mouse City, look

  at this!

  ” I called, returning to the crowd.

  “Sally is lying — this is the real interview!

  The one I’m holding in my own two paws!”

  Sally finally exploded,

  screeching

  at her

  henchmice, “You couldn’t even steal the

  right tablets?

  YOU’RE FIRED!

  ”

  “I’ve heard enough!” Ernest Heftymouse

  thundered. “Sally, you lie more than a bed

  of rocks. I’m afraid I’ll have to ban you from

  the celebration. Everyone else is invited to

  the Rotten Tooth Tavern at

  sunset

  !”

  We all scurried away to our caves to get

  ready for the party. When we met again

  at the tavern, I sat next to the beautiful,

  moustastic,

  fabumouse

  Clarissa.

  “Hi, Geronimo!” she squeaked.

  I tugged on my whiskers. “H-h-hi,

  C-Clarissa

  . . .”

  Yuck!

  I was gearing up for a romantic speech

  that I’d practiced, but before I could say

  anything, Hercule attacked a bowl of

  fossilized fontina dip

  with such gusto that it spilled all over me.

  What a mess!

  “Geronimo!” Clarissa cried, wiping the

  cheese from her fur. “Maybe we can sit

  Geronimo

  Stiltonoot,

  cavemouse!<
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  together when you learn better

  table

  manners!” Before I could even squeak, she

  got to her paws and walked away.

  Sigh!

  Aside from that

  tiny

  detail, the party

  was mouserific. We’d had quite an

  adventure

  ! We may have lost the

  treasure hunt, but we saved Old Mouse City

  from the Saber-Toothed Squad. And for us

  cavemice, a fabumouse

  feast

  with friends

  is always the best reward!

  I’ll be on the lookout for my next adventure

  in the Stone Age, or I’m not . . .

  Yum!

  Sigh,

  Clarissa!

  Chomp

  Spritz!

  Bon appétit!

  Don’t miss any adventures

  of the cavemice!

  Be sure to

  read all my

  fabumouse

  adventures!

  Don’t miss

  any of my

  special edition

  adventures!

  Meet

  CREEPELLA VON CACKLEFUR

  I,

  Geronimo Stilton

  , have a lot of mouse

  friends, but none as

  spooky

  as my friend

  Creepella von Cacklefur

  !

  She is an

  enchanting and

  mysterious

  mouse with a pet

  bat named

  Bitewing

  .

  YIKES!

  I’m a real

  ’fraidy

  mouse, but even I think

  Creepella

  and her

  family are

  awfully

  fascinating. I can’t wait

  for you to read all about

  Creepella

  in these

  fa-mouse-ly funny

  and

  spectacularly spooky

  tales!

  Meet

  Geronimo Stiltonord

  He is a mouseking—the Geronimo Stilton

  of the ancient far north! He lives with his

  brawny and brave clan in the village of

  Mouseborg. From sailing frozen waters

  to facing fiery dragons, every day is an

  adventure for the micekings!

  MEET

  GERONIMO STILTONIX

  He is a spacemouse — the Geronimo

  Stilton of a parallel universe! He is

  captain of the spaceship MouseStar 1

  .

  While flying through the cosmos, he visits

  distant planets and meets crazy aliens.

  His adventures are out of this world!

  Old Mouse City

  (MOUSE ISLAND)

  GOSSIP

  RADIO

  THE CAVE OF

  MEMORIES

  THE STONE

  GAZETTE

  TRAP'S HOUSE

  THE ROTTEN

  TOOTH TAVERN

  LIBERTY

  ROCK

  UGH UGH

  CABIN

  DINO

  RIVER

  CHEDDAR

  VOLCANO

  SINGING ROCK

  SQUARE

  HEFTYMOUSE

  HOUSE

  HOSPITAL

  FLIGHTPORT

  SUBWAYSAURUS

  STATION

  THEA'S

  HOUSE

  GRANDMA

  RATROCK'S

  HOUSE

  THE SHAMAN'S

  GROTTO

  GERONIMO'S

  HOUSE

  Dear mouse friends,

  thanks for reading,

  and good-bye until

  the next book!

  GERONIMO STILTONOOT?

  He is a cavemouse — Geronimo Stilton’s

  ancient ancestor! He runs the stone

  newspaper in the prehistoric village of

  Old Mouse City. From dealing with

  dinosaurs to dodging meteorites,

  his life in the Stone Age

  is full of adventure!

  WHO IS

  THE SMELLY SEARCH

  Geronimo Stiltonoot and friends have been

  invited to participate in a Stone Age

  treasure hunt! How fun! The one issue is

  that it has been set up by Gossip Radio

  host Sally Rockmousen, Geronimo’s rival.

  Is it some sort of trick? The hunt is full of

  difficult riddles and very stinky dinosaurs . . .

  but nothing will stop Geronimo’s team!

  APPEALS TO

  READING LEVEL

  2

  ND

  -4

  TH

  GRADERS

  GRADE 4

  More leveling information for this book:

  SCHOLASTIC

  www.scholastic.com/readinglevel

  www.scholastic.com/geronimostilton

  www.geronimostilton.com

 

 

 


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