Slurp Monster Showdown (Geronimo Stilton Spacemice #9)

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by Geronimo Stilton


  My whiskers were

  trembling

  with fright

  as we stepped inside the dark cave. There,

  snoring away, was the giant

  Slurp

  Monster

  ! He was even more

  terrifying

  in person.

  The guards approached him and began

  to

  shake

  him to wake him up. But the

  monster kept snoring.

  “Use a

  long

  stick

  to pry open his eye!” the

  king ordered.

  The guards prodded the monster’s

  Eye, but

  he just started snoring

  louder

  than before.

  “Maybe we should just leave,” I suggested.

  The king ignored me. “Use the

  space

  resonator

  !” he commanded.

  The cheesix put a machine that looked

  like an

  enormouse trumpet

  up

  to the monster’s ear. Then . . .

  The resonator let out a sound like a siren.

  The monster opened his eye and let out a

  terrible

  ROAR

  !

  “Galactic Gorgonzola, I told you he would

  get

  angry

  !” I squeaked, running out

  of the cave.

  The others followed me, and the

  monster

  stomped out behind us. He looked like he

  was in a

  terrible mood

  .

  The king and his guards

  fled

  , leaving me

  Ooooooeeeeee!

  Ooooooooeeeeee!

  Zzzz!

  Zzzz!

  Zzzz!

  Are you ready?

  All set!

  by myself. As I saw the king run away, I

  remembered

  something.

  “Your Majesty,

  wait

  ! You didn’t tell

  me the

  trick

  to defeating

  the monster!” I

  yelled after him.

  The king stopped. “Oh right, I forgot.

  Legend

  says that the monster will only be

  Grrr!

  Grrr!

  Heeelp!

  Good luck!

  defeated when the hero yells, ‘

  Give up,

  you one-eyed fur ball!

  ’

  Now excuse

  me, Cheesemaster, but I must be

  running

  off!”

  I couldn’t believe my ears. That was the

  trick? Yelling an

  insult

  ? That didn’t

  sound like such a

  good

  idea to me.

  The king and his guards boarded the space

  shuttle and flew away.

  Stinky

  space

  cheese

  , they had left

  me all alone!

  I tried to remember what Professor

  Greenfur had told me. And the king’s trick.

  But my mind was as

  BLANK as a slice

  of provolone.

  I was so

  scared

  I couldn’t think straight!

  I was

  done for . . .

  finished . . .

  hopeless!

  I must go!

  Hurry!

  Let’s move!

  Quick!

  I was frozen

  with fear. The Slurp Monster

  grabbed

  me with one hand and lifted

  me into the air. The words the king had said

  popped into my brain.

  Grrr!

  Grrr!

  “Give up, you one-eyed fur ball!”

  But the words only made the monster

  angrier

  ! He growled and started to

  squish

  me like a mozzarella ball!

  I needed another plan if I wanted to KEEP

  MY FUR!

  Shaken Like a

  Swiss Cheese

  Smoothie!

  “Hang tight, Geronimo, we’re here!”

  Hope

  returned as I heard Thea’s voice.

  She, Benjamin, Bugsy, Sally, and Robotix

  came

  RUNNING

  toward me.

  The Slurp Monster reached for them with

  his other five hands. They all

  dodged

  him.

  Thea jumped between two

  furry

  hands

  and yelled, “Geronimo, this is for you! You

  can do it!”

  Then she threw me a colorful feather

  .

  I hesitated. The king’s trick hadn’t worked.

  What if tickling made the monster even

  angrier

  ?

  I closed my eyes, imagining the monster

  gobbling

  me down like a jalapeño

  popper. When I opened them, I saw that the

  monster had

  grabbed

  everybody!

  “

  Help us

  , Uncle Geronimo!” Benjamin

  pleaded.

  Seeing that the rodents (and robot) I

  cared about most were in danger gave me

  courage

  . I grabbed the feather and yelled,

  “

  Let go of my friends

  or you’ll have to deal

  with me!”

  Then I began to brush the

  feather

  against the monster’s head. He stopped

  growling. His massive belly started to

  shake

  , and he closed his mouth to keep

  himself from laughing. His one giant eye

  started to tear up.

  “Keep doing it, Geronimo.

  It’s

  working!

  ” Thea urged me.

  Help us, Uncle!

  Let them go!

  Grrrr!

  Hey!

  Tickle, tickle,

  tickle . . .

  Mmmmmmfff!

  “Yeah, he’s in

  trouble

  now!” Bugsy

  cheered.

  I waved the feather even

  faster

  and the

  monster started to swell up as he tried

  hard to hold back his laughter.

  Holey craters, it looked like he was about

  to

  BURST

  !

  I thought I had

  won

  , but I was

  wrong . . .

  Unfortunately, he managed to hold back

  his laughter. He

  shook

  me

  like a Swiss

  cheese smoothie! My insides were starting

  to feel

  scrambled

  !

  All that shaking

  knocked

  the feather

  out of my paw. I watched it

  float

  slowly

  to the ground.

  Noooooooooo!

  Is this it?

  Grrrr!

  Grrrr!

  Then the monster lifted me above his

  enormouse

  mouth and opened it

  wide. Believe me, friends, I have never been

  so

  afraid

  in all my life . . .

  Monstrous

  Emotions

  Stinky

  space

  cheese

  , I had to try

  something!

  I gra
bbed the monster’s finger and started

  shaking

  my paw at him. “Let me go,

  you big mound of fur!” I yelled.

  The

  SHAKING

  activated my wrist

  computer. It began to project the

  3-D

  images of the Slurp Monsters that Professor

  Greenfur had sent me.

  The monster’s eye grew

  wide

  when

  he saw the other monsters. Then he let out

  a big

  sigh

  and let go of me and the others!

  We fell to the ground.

  Thump!

  Luckily, the surface of the planet

  Aaaah!

  Whoa!

  Huh?

  But . . .

  what’s

  happening?

  Hey!!

  Oops!

  Mozzarellon is

  soft

  and

  bouncy

  , so we

  didn’t get hurt. We looked at one another,

  stunned

  .

  We couldn’t believe we were free!

  “For all the short circuits, why did the

  monster give up so suddenly?”

  Robotix

  asked.

  “I have no idea!” I responded.

  But Benjamin and Bugsy were both

  smiling

  —

  they had figured it out.

  “It’s obvious, Uncle G!” Benjamin said.

  “Look at his face. That

  giant furball

  is

  emotional!”

  When I

  looked

  at the monster, I knew

  Benjamin and Bugsy were right.

  The monster’s

  angry

  expression had

  completely changed. His face was

  sweet

  and

  sad

  .

  “Of course!” Sally exclaimed. “The Slurp

  Monster is all

  alone

  on this planet. Seeing

  Emotional?

  Is that possible?

  the images of the other monsters is making

  him feel

  sad

  . That’s why he let us go!”

  “I don’t think he’s actually evil

  at all. I just

  think he’s

  lonely

  ,” Bugsy said.

  I understood what they meant.

  Underneath

  that

  mountain

  of

  muscles,

  the

  monster

  had

  a

  heart!

  Galactic Gouda, who would have guessed?

  I could have

  escaped

  then

  with my

  friends and never looked back. But the

  monster was so sad. And the cheesix would

  still have a monster

  problem

  . I couldn’t

  just leave, could I?

  Then an

  idea

  hit me.

  “What if we help this monster find his

  friends

  ?” I suggested. “If he were

  happier, he might stop

  terrorizing

  the cheesix by stomping and slurping their

  mozzarella bushes.”

  How sad!

  He’s

  lonely . . .

  Sniff!

  Sniff!

  Sniff!

  Benjamin and Bugsy looked at each other.

  “We have an idea,” Benjamin said.

  “Follow us!”

  And so we all boarded the space shuttle

  and quickly returned to the MouseStar 1.

  Ultragigatonic

  Power!

  When we reached the MouseStar 1

  , Benjamin

  and Bugsy

  ran

  to look for Professor

  Greenfur. The rest of us followed them to

  the professor’s lab.

  “

  Welcome back!

  What can I do for you?”

  he greeted us.

  Bugsy had to catch her

  breath

  before

  she could talk. “We need to know if you

  can modify the

  Teletransportix

  to transport

  something that is

  very large

  !” she

  blurted out.

  “And very FAR AWAY

  !” Benjamin added.

  Professor Greenfur frowned. “It depends

  on what you have in mind,” he said.

  “We think the

  Slurp Monster

  stomps

  and slurps the mozzarella bushes because

  he’s

  ANGRY

  that he’s all alone, and he’s

  bored,” Benjamin explained. “So, if we

  could transport

  other

  Slurp Monsters

  to Mozzarellon, he might be

  happier

  and

  stop destroying the mozzarella.”

  “That’s a great idea, Benjamin!” I said.

  But Professor Greenfur was still

  frowning

  .

  “This can’t be done easily,” Professor

  What do you

  have

  in mind?

  We have

  an idea!

  Greenfur explained. “To

  dematerialize

  all the molecules of a Slurp Monster,

  you would need

  ultragigatonic

  power

  .

  Our Teletransportix only has

  regular

  gigatonic power.”

  The room went silent

  as we looked at one

  another,

  disappointed

  . Benjamin and

  Bugsy’s plan was great

  —

  but how could we

  make it happen?

  “Wait, I have an idea!” Sally exclaimed

  suddenly. “The

  solution

  might be right

  under our snouts. The MouseStar 1 engine

  has

  ultragigatonic

  power

  ! Working

  together, Professor Greenfur and I could

  temporarily transfer all of the

  power

  of

  the spaceship to the Teletransportix.”

  Bugsy grinned. “Then it would have

  enough

  energy

  to transport a Slurp

  Monster!”

  Didn’t I tell you that

  Sally

  was brilliant?

  “Excellent thinking, Sally!” Professor

  Greenfur cried. “There is no time to lose.

  Let’s get to work!

  ”

  Sally and Professor Greenfur quickly

  began to do calculations.

  “We need to get to the

  control

  room

  ,”

  Thea said. “We’ve got to locate other Slurp

  Monsters in the universe!”

  So Thea, Benjamin, Bugsy, Robotix, and I

  hurried

  to the control room, excited

  about the new plan.

  Harder,

  Geronimo!

  I

  burst

  into the control room first.

  “Hologramix, locate all monsters similar

  to the

  Slurp Monster

  that are present

  in the universe!” I called out. “Get me their

 
; coordinates as quickly as possible so we

  can teleport them. We are on an

  urgent

  mission to . . .”

  That’s when I noticed that the control

  room was

  dark

  . None of the machines

  were humming. Then a

  flashlight beam

  appeared out of the darkness. It was my

  grandfather!

  “What are you

  blabbering

  on about,

  Grandson?” Grandfather asked. “I don’t

  know what

  mess

  you made in

  the laboratory, but we’ve lost all

  electricity

  ! Nothing works!”

  “Of course!” Thea cried. “Professor

  Greenfur and Sally have transferred all the

  energy

  from the MouseStar 1 to the

  Teletransportix. But we should have asked

  them to wait. We need

  power

  so we can

  locate the

  monsters

  !”

  What

  have you

  done?

  Grandfather shook his head. “It’s the

  same

  old

  story

  . Once again, it’s up to me to

  get you all out of

  trouble

  ! Luckily, when

  they built the MouseStar 1, I made them put

  in an old

  energy

  generator

  that will

  always work in an emergency.”

  “What kind of generator?” I asked.

  Grandfather pulled a lever on a control

  panel, and a

  trapdoor

  on the floor

  opened up. Holey craters, I had no idea that

  hiding place existed!

  Then he pulled out a

  strange

  contraption.

  It looked like a bicycle, with pedals and two

  wheels

  , linked by cables to a battery. He

  set it up in front of me.

  “Here you go, Geronimo!” he said. “Start

  pedaling

  !”

  It looked like it would take a lot of pedaling

  to generate enough

  energy

  to get the

  control room operating.

  “Maybe we should talk to Professor

  Greenfur,” I suggested. “There must be

  some

  other

  way

  to —”

  “There you go, Grandson, acting like

  soft

  cheese

  again,” he scolded me.

  “You said so yourself: All the ship’s energy

  is needed to power the Teletransportix.

  What, are you

  afraid

  of a little hard work?

  A little

 

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