Snoop Troop: It Came from Beneath the Playground

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by Kirk Scroggs


  you could cause twice as much damage.

  Where’s that strange voice

  coming from?

  Oh, that’s just the narrator.

  He’s pretty sassy.

  Well, how about it? Team Logan and Gustavo.

  It would never work. Our styles

  are totally different. He’s all about

  kicking doors down and slapping

  criminals upside the head.

  And she’s more into tracking

  footprints in the garden during

  teatime and…ZZZZZZ…Sorry, I

  drifted off there for a second.

  As Gustavo takes off, Logan is left all alone....

  Guess weÕll just have to

  see who solves the case

  first, the cops or me.

  Adiîs, muchacha!

  Before she heads home, a chill nips at her neck

  and a strange feeling comes over her—like an

  evil presence is still lurking close by.

  Find the

  evil

  presence!

  This just in:

  An amusement park

  merry-go-round has

  gone missing! Cops

  say it was taken

  by moles or maybe

  just some punks who

  wanted to take it

  out for a spin!

  Good morning, children!

  I assure you, the school

  building is perfectly safe!

  IÕve already had three

  suspicious moles removed!

  Check

  for

  moles!

  Chapter 3

  THAT SINKING FEELING

  The next morning, Logan arrives at school tired

  and cranky from staying up all night watching

  the news reports about the theft. The smell of

  trouble hangs like bad air freshener in a gas

  station bathroom. Everywhere she looks, she

  thinks she sees moles. Principal Shrub tries to

  keep nervous students calm.

  Inside, the school is abuzz with stories of more

  mole mayhem. It seems the merry-go-round isn’t

  the only thing missing in action.

  Something dug up through

  the backyard last night and

  stole my bike!

  They took my

  Gamestation! Now I canÕt

  play Brainblasters 3:

  River of Carnage!

  Something struck my

  dadÕs golf course, and all

  that was left was this

  hole in the ground!

  Farther down the hall, Logan stumbles upon

  something even more disturbing....

  It was I who found the

  mysterious note that put the

  police on the right track. In

  fact, the capÕn recommended

  that I start my own detective

  agency. IÕll be signing more

  autographs after lunch.

  You might want

  to skip the next

  few pages if youÕre

  squeamish about

  violence, because

  IÕm about to smack

  someone with this

  mole book.…

  Before Logan can do anything rash, the school

  suddenly starts to shake and

  Sorry! ItÕs probably my

  stomach! I shouldnÕt have eaten

  that deep-fried chocolate-covered

  turkey leg at the park!

  Actually,

  I think itÕs

  coming

  from the

  playground!

  Logan and Gustavo run outside to find the

  playground swings swinging out of control and

  the seesaws teetering and tottering violently.

  Everything seems to be sinking into the earth!

  What’s

  causing

  this?

  Not one to stand by and watch all her fellow

  students get pulled under, Logan swings out

  onto the monkey bars to rescue little Charlie

  Richards!

  Gustavo jumps onto one end of the seesaw to

  save Bobby Bing, but for some reason, Bobby

  goes sailing into the air without even saying

  good-bye.

  Wait! DonÕt go.

  IÕm trying to

  rescue you!

  Then Logan fishes Holly Peterson out of the

  sandbox with a tetherball pole while Gustavo

  directs the rest of the kids down the slide to

  safety.

  Please put on your

  life vests and slide

  in single-file fashion.

  Thank you for flying

  Murkee Elementary!

  When the dust finally settles, all that’s left of

  the playground is a giant hole.

  Hmmm, first the merry-go-round,

  then our toys, now the jungle gym.

  Someone is stealing the fun out of

  life. Much like our math teacher.

  Cheer up!

  At least there will be

  fewer recess-related

  injuries. No more cuts,

  scrapes, or breaks.

  While Principal Shrub is pelted with sand,

  Logan and Gustavo peer over into the dark,

  foreboding pit.

  WeÕre gonna follow this

  tunnel till it takes us

  right to the suspects.

  What do you say,

  hotshot? NowÕs your

  chance to prove youÕre

  a master detective.

  Do we

  have to?

  Rumor has it our playground

  was built on an ancient custodial

  burial ground. Some say you can

  still hear the moans of angry

  mummified janitors if you put

  your ear to the asphalt.

  If youÕre trying

  to scare me…

  itÕs working!

  Beware of

  mummified

  janitors!

  Chapter 4

  BEG, BURROW, OR STEAL

  Logan and Gustavo explore the creepy cave

  beneath the playground. It’s dark, moist, and

  chilly, like a congested polar bear’s nostril. And

  did I mention it’s dark? I mean really dark.

  This calls for one

  of my special

  mustaches!

  How is a fake

  mustache gonna

  help us?

  Just

  watch.

  This is the Illumistache 5000.

  I can control the two five-hundred-watt

  headlights by flaring my nostrils, leaving

  my hands free for karate chopping.

  Gustavo’s Illumistache quickly reveals a huge

  pile of boulders blocking their path.

  Drat!

  They filled in

  the tunnel

  behind them.

  Look!

  Another note!

  Quick! Help Logan and

  Gustavo un-jumble the note

  before it’s too late!

  Shine your hairy

  mustache on it!

  Unscramble

  the note!

  Obviously, it

  says “RUNT

  AROUND!”

  But what

  does it mean?

  Dude, I think

  it says “TURN

  AROUND!” as in

  “Turn around—

  IÕm right

  behind you!”

  A high-pitched, chipmunky voice blares out of a

  deranged mole’s walkie-talkie....

  If the students of

  Murkee Elementary want to

  see their merry-go-round,

  toys, and playground
again,

  they will leave their lunch money

  on the second base of the

  softball field by 3:33 PM!

  Perhaps if we could

  speak to you without

  your army of moles,

  we could negotiate….

  If these critters

  want to negotiate,

  they’ll have to do

  it with my foot!

  Prepare for combat!

  Ha! My moles are skilled

  at ninjutsu, the Japanese

  art of rump kicking!

  Great! Now

  they’re angry!

  Don’t

  worry!

  They’re no

  match for

  my—

  Hey! What happened to

  your mustache light?

  I blew a fuse.

  Sniff! You

  wouldn’t happen

  to have a tissue,

  would you?

  The moles attack Gustavo

  with a Mighty Mach 5

  Mega Maneuver,

  which he blocks

  with a Shaolin

  Super Shield!

  Then they hit Logan with a

  Hyper Hedgehog High Kick,

  but she avoids it using her

  Timid Tenderfoot Technique!

  It’s the greatest martial

  arts fight scene ever!

  Unfortunately, since

  it’s pitch-black, no one

  can see it. At least

  we saved some serious

  money on illustrations.

  Logan and Gustavo finally crawl back out of

  the hole, beaten and exhausted.

  We have to turn over all our

  lunch money by 3:33 or we’ll never see

  our toys and the playground again.

  Taking kids’ lunch

  money is my job!

  How am I supposed

  to make a living?

  That blubbering glob of beef jerky is Ignas

  Scurge, the school bully....

  Stay strong, Ignas! We’ll have

  you back to stealing lunch money

  in no time.…Wait a second! You’ve

  been taking kids’ lunch money?

  Oops! Did I say

  that? I meant

  “helping kids

  refinance their

  savings.”

  Don’t worry, folks.

  Our lunch money will be on

  the softball field at 3:33,

  but they won’t get their

  grubby paws on it!

  Why’s

  that?

  Because

  we’ll be

  waiting

  for them!

  Chapter 5

  CURVEBALL

  Murkee Elementary softball field, 3:30 PM.

  The lunch money is waiting on second base.

  Something else is waiting, too—ten

  hidden kids ready to pounce on

  whoever shows up to nab it.

  Spot the

  hidden

  kids!

  You two look pretty prepared.

  That’s a pretty big Tylenol.

  Yep. We have a team of kids lying in wait,

  and we replaced second base with

  a replica made of solid concrete.

  Yeah, if a mole digs up

  underneath this baby, he’s gonna

  smack his noggin so hard, he’ll

  need a hundred-pound Tylenol!

  So, Logan and Gustavo wait...

  and wait...

  and wait...

  It’s 3:33 PM. I guess

  they’re not coming.

  Suddenly, a mole on a hang

  glider swoops in from above

  and swipes the bag of dough!

  Hang gliding

  moles who

  steal kids’

  lunch money?

  Now I’ve seen

  everything!

  Well, at least

  now we’ll get all

  our stuff back!

  I’ve changed my mind! I want all of

  your lunch money for the next three weeks

  dropped off at Hurling Rivers tomorrow

  at 5:27 PM. Then maybe you’ll get your

  stuff back! If you don’t comply,

  I will strike again.…

  Criminals these days!

  You just can’t take their

  word on anything!

  This case is

  gonna call for a

  little after-school

  detection.

  Okay, seriously,

  dude, tell no one

  you were here.

  Chapter 6

  HOMEWORK

  When the last bell rings, Logan reluctantly lets

  Gustavo come over to work on the case.

  If you’re wondering why Logan’s office is in

  an ice-cream truck, well, Logan’s mom is an

  ice-cream man, uh, I mean person. She just

  got a fancy new truck with GPS and automatic

  fro-yo dispensers, so she’s letting Logan use her

  old one to set up shop.

  Wow! A real office!

  We’re like a legit

  detective team. You

  know, like Sherlock

  Holmes and Waldo!

  It’s Watson.

  And this is just a

  one-time deal. I’m

  only teaming up

  with you so we can

  stop this creep.

  Gustavo is amazed

  by Logan’s collection

  of mystery books...

  her library of detective

  shows on video…

  and her trophy from

  the Murkee City Break

  Dancing and Beat Box

  Championship?

  Give me those!

  I was, uh, in

  disguise on

  an important

  undercover

  operation.

  Whoa! Look at those

  fly dance pants!

  Don’t freak. That’s just

  my dog, Wheelie. He really

  likes people…especially

  their fingers.

  What’s under

  this blanket?

  Why do you have a chupacabra

  in your ice-cream truck?

  Wheelie’s 114 in dog years and has wheels on

  his hindquarters to help him get around. Most

  folks think he’s always angry, but he actually

  has many moods:

  Grumpy

  Cranky

  Furious

  Cheesed off

  Disappointed

  About to bite you

  Now that Gustavo and Wheelie are acquainted,

  Logan pulls out a marker and doodles on the

  world’s biggest whiteboard.

  She jots down everything that they know about

  the suspect.

  Gustavo offers his expertise as well....

  You’re a really good drawer!

  Can you draw Spider-Man

  kickboxing a velociraptor?

  Focus,

  Gustavo!

  Focus!

  Okay, Miss Nancy Drew-it!

  Where do we begin?

  Hey! Isn’t he the guy who wrote the nerdy mole

  book you got from the library?

  Last night I went on the computer and typed in

  “abnormal moles.” I haven’t had an appetite since.

  Then I typed in “Scapanus orarius,” the scientific

  name for moles, and this guy’s site came up.

  That’s right,

  narrator dude.

  And I think it’s

  time we paid him

  a little visit.

  Logan whips out a map of the city to look for

  Dr. Yonder’s office at the Bureau of Burrowing.


  Find the

  Bureau of

  Burrowing.

  Chapter 7

  DEEPLY DISTURBING

  Twenty minutes later, Logan and Gustavo

  roll up on their skateboards to the Bureau of

  Burrowing, in the heart of the Five Boroughs,

  in between Budrow’s Burnished Bedroom

  Sets and Bureaus and Dos Burros Burritos.

  The joint is quiet. Too quiet. It’s got Gustavo

  spooked.

  Don’t worry.

  Wheelie’s here

  to protect us.

  But who’s gonna

  protect me from

  Wheelie?

  Before entering the building, Logan reminds

  Gustavo and Wheelie that Dr. Yonder might

  help them solve the case, but he could also be the

 

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