04-ON MY RODENT'S HONOR

ON MY RODENT'S HONOR Just then, I heard a creaking sound. My sister leaped in front of me. "What's that?" I said. "What are you hiding?" "Nothing, nothing at all," Thea answered, waving her paw at me. "What would I have to hide? Boy, are you jumpy today!" I jumped to the left. But Thea was quicker than me. Next, I jumped to the right. Again my sister beat me to the spot. After a few more jumps, I gave up." Enough with the dance number!" I shrieked at last. "What are you hiding?" "Don't get your tail in knots,

Gerry Berry," Thea smirked. "It's just a little old trunk." At that moment, the lid of the trunk opened. A pair of tiny ears popped out. It was Benjamin, my young nephew. "Hello, Uncle Gerry!" he squeaked. "Benjamin, what are you doing here?" I cried. I turned to Thea. "We cannot take such a young mouse with us to TRANSPATAMA!" My nephew flicked his tail in the air. "I am not young! I am nine years old!" he insisted. "Besides, Aunt Thea said I could help you!" That's it, I thought. For once, I have to show them I'm in charge. "Forget it!" I announced in my most take-charge voice. "On my rodent's honor, this time we do it my way, or my name is not geronimo stilton!"