15 SLIP OF THE TONGUE

CHAPTER 15 SLIP OF THE TONGUE The caboose tumbled about, sending the trunk, papers, binoculars, and a saxophone flying off the shelves before stopping with a SQUISH! "Everyone okay?" Alexander asked. Rip and Nikki were on the floor. Mr. Hoarsely's trunk was upside down. And Coach Gill was tangled up in a hammock.

Alexander scrambled to a ladder on the wall. "Quick, to the roof!" The kids climbed to the caboose's rooftop. But instead of seeing the starry night sky, they were greeted by slimy bits of whatever the tunnel fish had eaten for lunch.

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"Okay, guys," said Alexander. "Any second now, Coach Gill will cut her way out of that hammock. We're surrounded by small angry tunnel fish, trapped inside the mouth of a giant tunnel fish, and about to be swallowed down into its stomach."

"Then I say, let's go down fighting!" said Nikki. Rip, for once, smiled at Nikki. "Good," said Alexander, checking his pockets. "What do we have to defend ourselves with?" WHO HAS THE BEST WEAPON? Alexander: A yo-yo! Rip: A ski pole! Nikki: A giant feather! Answer: Nobody. These are all lousy ways to protect yourself from a fish monster attack.

"ENOUGH!" Coach Gill gurgled. She sprung up to the roof, leveling her sword at Alexander. "You've ruined everything! After all these years, I was about to destroy the S.S.M.P.!" "The railroad?" asked Rip. "No, shrimp brain! S.S.M.P. stands for Super Secret Monster Patrol!" "So that's what it stands for!" said Alexander. Coach Gill groaned. "And now that I'm stuck in a stupid fish's mouth, I'll never get Hoarsely!" She removed her mask and cut away her armor.