24-STEW POWER!

STEW POWER! I kissed Baby. Then I decided to walk around the castle. Somehow, the Cacklefurs did not seem so scary anymore. Because I love books, I went to the library. Old rare books filled the shelves. I flipped through the pages. Some of the books were so old they were written by monks! What treasures! Before printing was invented, monks wrote books by hand. They illustrated them with wonderful paintings.

Then I found a large book on a tall wooden stand. The leather cover was the color of American cheese. The book looked quite old. The title caught my eye: The History of Cacklefur Castle. I sat in a comfortable chair next to the fireplace. Then I began to read. "Cacklefur Castle is built on a skull-shaped hill..." A blast of thunder interrupted my reading. Bam! The window flew open. A huge oak tree crashed into the room. Its branches were flaming. It must have been struck by lightning! The curtains caught fire. Soon the flames would race toward the bookshelves. All of those beautiful rare books! I ran out of the room. "The library is on

fire!" I SCREAMED. I looked for something to put out the fire with. I pushed open a door and found myself in the kitchen. The cart of stew was right in front of me.... I had an idea. I pushed the cart down the hall as fast as I could. When I got to the library, I dumped the stew pot onto the flames! The fire went out, as if by magic. I fell to the floor, exhausted. By now, all of the Cacklefur family had arrived in the library.

"What is it?" asked the professor. "What happened?" asked Boneham. "The library..." Snip began. "...was on fire!" Snap finished. "Geronimo put out the FIRE!" Shivereen said. "Geronimo is a hero!" announced Madame Latomb. Creepella beamed. "Good for you, my little bat wing!" Chef Stewrat smiled. "That is what I call Stew Power!" The Cacklefurs gathered around me. Professor Frankenstein slapped me on the shoulder. "You saved the library," he said. "YOU ARE ONE OF THE FAMILY NOW, George." I sighed. "My name is Geronimo!"