As Geronimo pushed away all the things we had used to block the door, we were all talking to each other.
"Bugsy, you need to come with us," Jessie said. "Why?" Bugsy asked.
"You need to help us stop the Grand High Witch," Rudolph said. "That witch was after me," Bugsy replied. "If I go, there's the chance they'll capture me and I'll somehow help them in their plan."
"But there's also the chance that you'll help stop her as well," Jessie said. "But why do they need me now?" Bugsy asked. "You'll find out when we get to the Valley of the Vain Vampires," Rudolph replied.
"You mean the place where Creepella lives?" I asked. "Yeah," Jessie said. "Mom's good friends with her." "You should also come," Rudolph said, pointing at the rest of us.
"No way!" Punk Rat cried. "She gave my mom a concussion because she thought that she was in love with Geronimo."
"I'll give you fifty bucks," Rudolph said. "I'm in," Punk Rat said. Trap and Thea then came in. "Punk Rat, why are you here?" Thea asked.
"He got scared by a woman," Isaac said. "He got frightened so much he fainted." "Oh, and who was it that yelled, 'Rat-munching rattlesnakes' when you saw her?" Punk Rat inquired.
"What are you talking about?" Trap asked. "We saw a witch!" We cried. "Ben, witches are not real," Geronimo said.
"Oh yes they are," Malcolm said. "She zapped me with some short of eye-laser. It was a good thing it only stuns mice."
"It was after me," Bugsy said. "She said that we would not interfere with this Grand High Witch's plan of Mouse Island domination."
"If this is a plan to scare me out of my wits like Punk Rat did with that rubber spider," Geronimo began, but was cut off by Punk Rat. "It was hilarious," He said. "He jumped up on the chandelier."
"As I was saying," Geronimo said, trying no to lose his cool. "If this is a plan to scare me, it is clever, but your going to have to come up with something else to make me believe this."
"You saw Santa Claus and living snowmen last year," Isaac said. "And your having trouble believing this?" "OK, I believe you," Geronimo said. "Plus, you were on the phone with Creepella talking about goblins and witches," Trap said. "How did you know that?" Geronimo asked.
"Pranksters like me have to be cunning and sneaky to be good pranksters," Trap answered. "I know a lot about you, not just because I'm your cousin, but also because I read your diary."
"YOU READ MY DIARY?" Geronimo cried. "I thought those were for girls," Thea said. Suddenly, a second Trap opened up the door and came inside.
"Moldy mozzarella!" Geronimo cried. "There's two of you!"
"What are you talking about?" Trap 2 asked. Then he saw the first Trap. "Oh, that is just wrong," Trap 2 said.
Trap 1 started laughing. "What's so funny?" Geronimo asked. Trap 1 grabbed his fur, and peeled it off. Geronimo squeaked. It was a suit. And underneath that suit was Bratfur.
"Bratfur, what are you doing here?" Geronimo asked. "Wait, are you saying it was you who read my diary?"
"Well, yeah," Bratfur said. "Wait, if Trap is Bratfur, then I must be," Thea paused, and then peeled off her fur. It was really Petunia.
"Whoa, didn't see that coming," I said.
"If Bugsy's going to the Valley of the Vain Vampires, so am I," Petunia said. "Slugsy Wugsy is coming too."
"Welcome to the club then," Jessie said, putting out her paw in front of Bugsy. Bugsy stared at it. Jessie's paw was dirty and dusty.
"Hey, I smell something," Punk Rat said. Everyone turned to him. His snout was in the air, and his nostrils were sucking and sniffing.
Jessie withdrew her paw quickly. "It's getting stronger," Punk Rat said again. "It smells like our school." "What are you talking about?" Bugsy asked.
"Can't you smell it?" Punk Rat asked. All of our snouts went up in the air, and they began to suck and sniff. "He's right," Malcolm said. "it is not very strong, but it's there all right."
"Why did we not smell it before?" Bugsy inquired. "It stinks like burnt cement." "Follow your noses," Geronimo said. "Find the source of the smell."
Before long, our noses had led us to Jessie's paw. "It's the smell of our school" I said. "Jessie's paw is covered with the school's cement."
Bugsy's eyes widened. "It was you!" She accused Jessie. "You're the one who destroyed our school."
"It took those mice two years to build that school, and now you ruined it on purpose!" I cried. "It was for a good reason," Jessie said. "This island is at stake."
"What are you talking about?" Bratfur asked. "We'll have to explain later," Jessie said. "Right now, we have to get to the Valley of the Vain Vampires."
Meanwhile, in a dark castle, the witch who attacked us in the bathroom was climbing up the stairs. She soon reached a room. There was a black throne.
A woman sat in the throne. It was the woman who I had seen under the tree. Only her face could be seen, but just barely, in the dark. It was the Grand High Witch herself.
"Oh my Grandness," The witch said. "I failed to catch Pandora Woz."
"You idiot," The Grand High Witch said. "How hard can it be to catch one little mouse."
"It's not just one," The other witch said. "There is like a dozen of them. They are friends with Pandora."
The Grand High Witch scratched her chin. "If they know of our plan, then they must be coming right now." She grinned. "This could be easier then I thought."