19-WHO DO I HAVE TO SQUASH, BOSS？

WHO DO I HAVE TO SQUASH, BOSS? I pulled out my binoculars with shaky paws. I could see Nastytail's campsite. Then I saw something else. Hidden in the vegetation was a stone structure covered with vines. It was shaped like a pyramid. The only thing missing was a point at the top. All around the structure were tall columns of stone. It was the remains of an ancient Incan village! Professor von Volt was so excited, he nearly squeaked with joy. Luckily, Trap put a paw over his mouth before he blew our cover.

"This is where our ancestors lived," Monkeyfur whispered. "We lived here, too, until the EVIL ONES arrived." We crept nearer. The shadows kept us well hidden. We listened as Nastytail barked out orders. "Tomorrow, we will cut down all the trees surrounding the temple," he said. "Those trees are very valuable. Soon we will be rolling in cheese. But we need to speed up the work. I want it all gone by the end of the day!" Bones chewed his whiskers. "Um, but what about Strongfur and the natives, Boss?" he asked. "What will they do?" Nastytail let out an evil laugh. I guess they didn't call him Nastytail for nothing. Miceson stood up and began punching the air. "I'll tell them what to do, Boss," he

sniggered. "Just tell me who to SQUASH and I'll SQUASH 'em!" He danced around in a circle like a boxing champion. Then he tripped over a log. He landed on a pile of red earth. It was a termite nest! Miceson ran to the stream, screaming. Bones was giggling under his whiskers. Nastytail shook his head. "Such a big fool." He sighed.