Disclaimer: I do not own Geronimo Stilton.
When we left, a band of mouselings were hiding in the trees.
They jumped into the city.
The city looked deserted.
Everyone was in their bed or in their room.
Bratfur looked at the other mouselings.
"We strike now," He said.
They spread throughout the city.
Samantha looked in a room.
A Mouseling was in a cage, a Ratzikistanite boy sleeping in a bed.
He was from her tribe.
She walked through the window and opened the cage.
He scampered out.
"You must get the others," She whispered.
He nodded and walked out of the house.
Bratfur, Bugsy, and three other mouselings were on Ashley's roof.
"Goodnight little girl," Ashley whispered to Delilah.
She got into bed.
Bugsy attached a rope to herself.
Bratfur did the same.
The other mouselings lowered them into Ashley's room.
Bratfur hung just above Ashley in case she woke up.
Bugsy found the key and freed Delilah.
"Thank you," Delilah whispered.
Just when they were about to leave Bugsy tripped over one of Ashley's toys.
Ashley woke up with a start.
Bratfur covered her mouth with a rope.
The mouselings quickly got out of the house.
Ashley removed the rope and squeaked.
Jonathon and his friends burst into her room.
"What happened?" He asked.
"Mouselings took my pet and got away," She answered. "But maybe we shouldn't follow…"
"Come on, let's go!" Jonathon squeaked.
They ran out the door.
"He never listens to me," Ashley said.
Jonathon and the others were already outside the city gates.
They had Delilah surrounded.
"No more escaping for you," Jonathon said.
Delilah smirked.
Then Bratfur's mouseling clan came out of hiding and grabbed them.
"Ashley always told me my antics would get me in trouble on day," Jonathon said as he was dragged away by Bratfur.
Meanwhile, me and Petunia walked through the trees.
"Were gonna have to come back for the others," I said.
"Way ahead of you," Petunia said.
"But were gonna need some help."
"I don't think that's gonna be a problem," I said as I stared at a tribe of Mousikistanites.