Story of the Monster School

Before Numbuh 3 could begin telling her story, Numbuh 1 had something to say.

"Since the two last stories were ghost stories – that was a ghost, Numbuh 5?"

"Yes… it was a monster made of ectoplasm, I don`t know well what it is, but it was a ghost for sure."

"Well, since that was two ghost stories, we three will do something else."

Numbuhs 2 and 3 sighed.

Numbuh 3 then started her story.

"It was a wonderful day in the land of Rainbow Monkeys…"

Seeing everyone`s disgusting look, Numbuh 3 stopped right there.

"Um… finally, I`ll tell a story based on a movie I`ve seen some months ago."

"It all began when we were playing during the recess, our school`s principal was walking around the school when a mad driver drove over him, instantly killing him. Children from the school were invited to its service. The staff was there: Gramma Stuffum, President Jimmy Nixon, Mr. Frybingle, and among the students: Ourselves, Eggbert, the DCFDTL of course, Joe Balooka…

After that, strange things began happening. Mr. Frybingle disappeared suddenly, then it was the turn of Joe, then our teacher… And soon enough, the students did something too much. They threw a ball on a wall, and that kinda angered the school, which had shown some kind of liveliness. We retreated to our Treehouse, calling the Moonbase for help. We were sent to Numbuh 666, expert on scary things – he has already explained the Nerd Zombies, the were-dogs and the fountain under the school. We called him and he told us that the school became a Domus Mactibili, a monster made up from a building and which must eat living things to keep its internal fire burning. The only way to destroy it is to throw dynamite into its core.

We came back to school – however, it was too late, the school had come to us. It had moved from its original place and succeeded in reaching our Treehouse, all the while many people and kids were trying everything to destroy it. Grandmas Stuffum was using the Slamwitch, while Jimmy was using the army of students he had as well as the Bus Walkers, however nothing could destroy the monster the school had become. We soon understood that only we could do something. We called the Hamsters Next Door (they`re soooo cute dressed like us and they`re so giggly and wonderfully…)"

"Numbuh 3!" Numbuh 2 said.

"Oh yeah, right, sorry. Let me continue."

"So, we sent them aboard a special machine named E.G.G.R.O.L.L. (which I just created based on another movie I saw about superheroes), however it got destroyed. We then asked Numbuh 6 to fight in another machine, which also lost. It was all to us now. We were about to jump in the mouth of the monster with F.L.A.S.H.L.I.T.E.S. (sorry to take back your creation Numbuh 5) when we were given a lift to it by the Slamwitch. I can even retell what she was singing then: Giant creature, in darkness you lure, but you are no match, facing my slamwatch!"

E.G.G.R.O.L.L.

Extremely Great Gadget-stuff Rolls Over Lethargic Lapidators

"Numbuh 3! Keep to your story and don`t stop at useless details!"

"Okay then… we entered the monster with a made-up bomb as we so often do, and we navigated through the school, however we soon learned that the school had other tricks for us: the desks and chairs that became alive as well! We ran like crazy through the school, seeking the furnace that made it so incredibly hot during summer. We finally reached it; we were blocked inside while all chairs and desks were also trying to enter to kill us. I lit the bomb just as the desks had entered the room, breaking the wall. Soon enough my friends were killed by the furniture when I threw the bomb in the furnace, instantly destroying it, destroying me, my friends, the desks and the school at the same time, also hurting many of our present allies. We were dead, but we had destroyed a threat. That`s all that counts."

"That was pretty good," Numbuh 4 said. "But I still feel like there wasn`t enough action. I think we need more scary things."

"That`s still scarier than your story, mister You Can`t Scare Me! If we ever fight against mud monsters, don`t count on me!" Numbuh 3 answered. "Your turn, Numbuh 2!" Numbuh 3 said, getting her smile back.

Next story: The Shadow Moon