01-BUT WON'T IT BE... DANGEROUS？

Geronimo Stilton SHIPWRECK ON THE PIRATE ISLANDS

BUT WON'T IT BE DANGEROUS? I was working peacefully in my office one morning when my sister burst through the door. Thea is the special correspondent at The Rodent's Gazette. What is the Gazette? Oops. Sorry, mouse fans. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Stilton, Geronimo Stilton. I run a newspaper called The Rodent's Gazette. It is the most popular daily on Mouse Island. "Drop everything, Geronimo!" Thea demanded. "We're going on a mini vacation!"

I shook my head. I was way too BUSY. I had to meet with the printer. I had to meet with the photographer. I had to meet with the cafeteria mouse. I had found a tuft of fur in my macaroni and cheese last week. Yuck! Just then, my favorite nephew, Benjamin, appeared. "Uncle, have you heard the news?" he squeaked happily. "We're all going on vacation! I'm so excited! This is going to be the best vacation of my whole life!" How could I say no to my dear, sweet nephew? "Well, all right," I agreed. "Why don't we go to the Soft Squeak Resort? It's on a beautiful, relaxing island Before I could continue, my sister interrupted me. "Forget Soft Squeak, Gerry Berry. That place is for senior citizens," she scoffed. "We're going to the Pirate Islands. White beaches, crystal-clear water, and

jungles filled with wild animals! There are tigers, pythons, and even gigantic tarantulas!" I shivered. "Um, well, the white beaches and crystal-clear water sound great. But won't all those wild animals BE DANGEROUS?" Thea snickered. "Oh, Geronimoid, stop being such a SCAREDY MOUSE!" she scolded. "Go pack your suitcase. We'll meet at the airport in twenty minutes!" Twenty minutes? I barely had time to comb my fur!