11-TRICKED YOU! TRICKED YOU!

TRICKED YOU! TRICKED YOU! I came to slowly. Someone was gently slapping my snout. "The... the GHOST... Slicedpaw," I murmured. I opened my eyes and found myself snout- to-snout with my sister, Thea. She stared down at me curiously. "Did you see the ghost again?" she squeaked. "Where is it? Let me get a picture." My whiskers were quivering with curiosity. "Y-yes, s-sure, I saw it, all right," I stammered. "It's right here somewhere. It pinched my tail. And this time it shouted Boo!"

Just then, I heard someone giggling. I whirled around. It was my cousin Trap. "Maybe you should get those glasses checked, Cousin," he smirked. "It was me who pinched your tail, not a ghost!" Now I was fuming. Of all the rotten, low- down, dirty tricks. Only my obnoxious cousin Trap would scare a mouse when he's already frightened! As I stewed, Trap began to dance around the room. "Tricked you! Tricked you!" he sang in an annoying voice.