14-THE LOVE TANGO FOR TAILS

"THE LOVE TANGO FOR TAILS" It was finally the night of October 31. Tina had decided that she could not cook in a strange kitchen. She would make everything at Grandfather's place. Then we would bring it to Creepella's. I wasn't about to argue with Tina. When she's cooking, she can be a total terror. She stood in front of the stove, waving a silver rolling pin. She was barking out orders left and right. Her assistants raced around like hamsters caught on treadmills. Still, nothing was fast enough for Tina. "You there Bring me that soupspoon!" She screamed at a cowering rodent. "Yes, I'm talking to you, you cheddarbrain! MOVE

IT, MOVE IT, MOVE IT!" At eight o'clock, Tina laid down her rolling pin. "I am finished!" she announced. "Take it away!" We packed up the food and brought it to Creepella's. At nine o'clock, the guests started to arrive. There were lots of scary costumes. I saw someone dressed as a gravestone.

Another guest was wrapped up like a mummy. There were WITCHES, GHOSTS, VAMPIRES, and GOBLINS. I had to keep reminding myself they were just rodents. Everyone looked so real. Then the band started to play "The Love Tango For Tails." Mice whirled around the dance floor. Just at that moment, I heard a voice

calling my name. Oh, no! It was Creepella. Before I could stop her, she grabbed my paw. She dragged me onto the dance floor. Soon, she was spinning me around and around. I felt dizzy. dizzy with fear! Meanwhile, Creepella was whispering in my ear. "When will we see each other again, my Cheesy Puff?" she murmured. "Never" sounded like a good time to me. But I didn't say a word. Instead, I steered her toward the buffet table. "I'm hungry," I squeaked. I stuffed a forkful of SEWER SLUGS into my mouth. I must say, they were delicious. Next to the buffet table stood Creepella's father, Boris. "I never saw such a DISTURBING menu," he said with a smile. "It's so terribly GLOOMY, so horribly frightening. What artist cooked this masterpiece?"

I pointed to Tina. Boris bowed in front of her. "May I introduce myself?" he said. i am Boris von Cacklefur. And you are...?" Tina looked Boris up and down. "I am Tina Spicytail," she replied. They shook paws. The next thing I knew, they were dancing up a storm. They seemed to have eyes only for each other. They were like two lovebirds. Who would think two mice could fall in love on a scary holiday like Halloween?