07-WORSE THAN TUTANKHAMEN'S MUMMY

WORSE THAN TUTANKHAMEN'S MUMMY Thea and Trap came to see me in the infirmary. "This place is great!" Thea squeaked. "I'm enjoying myself big-time. Today, I took aerobics, windsurfing, water-skiing, KICKBOXING, and deep-sea diving lessons!" Trap nodded. "I'm having the best time, too!" he agreed. "I played big-time soccer with Rowdyrat. Then I stuffed myself big-time at the Chuckle Cheese Hut."

"Sounds great," I mumbled. But I was lying. I'm not much of a sportsmouse. And who knows what kind of cheap food they serve at a place called the Chuckle Cheese Hut. As soon as I felt better, I decided to go to the beach with Benjamin. I dipped my paw in the water. Brrr! It was cold. Maybe I'd stick to sunbathing. Just then, a mouse came racing right for me. He was screaming something. I groaned. It was Rowdyrat. I dove into the water to get away from him. That's when I found myself in the middle

of a SCHOOL OF JELLYFISH! They STUNG me all over— even on the tail! Rats! Rowdyrat pulled me out of the water. "I was trying to warn you that there are big- time jellyfish in there," he said. Dr. Wacky Whiskers shook his head when he saw me. "Stilton. What a surprise," he smirked. He smeared a disgusting, STINKY cream all over my fur. Then he wrapped me up in bandages. I was more preserved than Tutanhhamen's mummy! "When in doubt, I like to give an injection," the

doctor told me. As if I didn't know that already. He pulled out his long needle. I was horrified. I was queasy. I was never so glad to see my cousin Trap in all my life. He WHISKED me away in a wheelbarrow before old Wacky Whiskers could stick me again. Oh, I couldn't wait for professor von volt to arrive.