03-CREEPELLA VON CACKLEFUR

CREEPELLA VON CACKLEFUR Who Is She? She is a special effects designer for scary films and haunted houses. Her father is Boris von Cacklefur. Creepella is an enchanting and mysterious mouse with a pet bat named Bitewing. Her Secret: She has a crush on Geronimo Stilton!

BORIS VON CACKLEFUR Who Is He? He runs Fabumouse Funerals, a funeral home at 33 Dark Grave Drive. His hobbies include writing romantic poetry and painting graveyard scenes. His Secret: He is in love with Tina Spicytail, Geronimo's grandfather's cook!

spin a web! SO GET READY." Then she hung up. I had to do something. My whiskers were quivering with fright! I did NOT want to see Creepella! I did NOT want to ride in a hearse! I did NOT want to go to Cacklefur Castle! I did NOT want to meet Creepella's family! I quickly thought up a plan. I put on a pair of dark glasses, a hat, and a raincoat. Then I scurried to the back door. I opened it... and someone tripped me! I fell right on my snout. I looked up into Creepella's green eyes. "I know you so well, my little pumpkin," she said, smiling. "I knew you would put on a disguise

and try to escape out the back!" Creepella picked me up and shoved me into her hearse. "H-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-l-p!" I shrieked. "I'm being mouse-snapped!" I was in trouble. Big trouble. Creepella slid into the driver's seat. "How do you like my hearse?" she asked. "Of course, it doesn't normally carry living mice. But I'm sure you'll be comfortable." "Putrid cheese puffs, get me out of here!" I screamed. Creepella just smiled. "You can't escape, Geronimo," she said. "You might as well get comfortable!"

How could I be comfortable in a hearse? With Creepella? "Let me out!" I yelled. Creepella winked at me. "You are going to love Cacklefur Castle, my little ghostie- whostie." Then she began to sing a little tune. "We are going to Cacklefur Castle. It's creaky and dreary and gray. We're going to Cacklefur Castle. And forever and ever we'll stay!" I sighed and put on my seat belt. There was no escape. Only one thought comforted me. If I ever did get home, I would definitely have something to write about!