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    Snoop Troop: It Came from Beneath the Playground

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      you could cause twice as much damage.

      Where’s that strange voice

      coming from?

      Oh, that’s just the narrator.

      He’s pretty sassy.

      Well, how about it? Team Logan and Gustavo.

      It would never work. Our styles

      are totally different. He’s all about

      kicking doors down and slapping

      criminals upside the head.

      And she’s more into tracking

      footprints in the garden during

      teatime and…ZZZZZZ…Sorry, I

      drifted off there for a second.

      As Gustavo takes off, Logan is left all alone....

      Guess weÕll just have to

      see who solves the case

      first, the cops or me.

      Adiîs, muchacha!

      Before she heads home, a chill nips at her neck

      and a strange feeling comes over her—like an

      evil presence is still lurking close by.

      Find the

      evil

      presence!

      This just in:

      An amusement park

      merry-go-round has

      gone missing! Cops

      say it was taken

      by moles or maybe

      just some punks who

      wanted to take it

      out for a spin!

      Good morning, children!

      I assure you, the school

      building is perfectly safe!

      IÕve already had three

      suspicious moles removed!

      Check

      for

      moles!

      Chapter 3

      THAT SINKING FEELING

      The next morning, Logan arrives at school tired

      and cranky from staying up all night watching

      the news reports about the theft. The smell of

      trouble hangs like bad air freshener in a gas

      station bathroom. Everywhere she looks, she

      thinks she sees moles. Principal Shrub tries to

      keep nervous students calm.

      Inside, the school is abuzz with stories of more

      mole mayhem. It seems the merry-go-round isn’t

      the only thing missing in action.

      Something dug up through

      the backyard last night and

      stole my bike!

      They took my

      Gamestation! Now I canÕt

      play Brainblasters 3:

      River of Carnage!

      Something struck my

      dadÕs golf course, and all

      that was left was this

      hole in the ground!

      Farther down the hall, Logan stumbles upon

      something even more disturbing....

      It was I who found the

      mysterious note that put the

      police on the right track. In

      fact, the capÕn recommended

      that I start my own detective

      agency. IÕll be signing more

      autographs after lunch.

      You might want

      to skip the next

      few pages if youÕre

      squeamish about

      violence, because

      IÕm about to smack

      someone with this

      mole book.…

      Before Logan can do anything rash, the school

      suddenly starts to shake and

      Sorry! ItÕs probably my

      stomach! I shouldnÕt have eaten

      that deep-fried chocolate-covered

      turkey leg at the park!

      Actually,

      I think itÕs

      coming

      from the

      playground!

      Logan and Gustavo run outside to find the

      playground swings swinging out of control and

      the seesaws teetering and tottering violently.

      Everything seems to be sinking into the earth!

      What’s

      causing

      this?

      Not one to stand by and watch all her fellow

      students get pulled under, Logan swings out

      onto the monkey bars to rescue little Charlie

      Richards!

      Gustavo jumps onto one end of the seesaw to

      save Bobby Bing, but for some reason, Bobby

      goes sailing into the air without even saying

      good-bye.

      Wait! DonÕt go.

      IÕm trying to

      rescue you!

      Then Logan fishes Holly Peterson out of the

      sandbox with a tetherball pole while Gustavo

      directs the rest of the kids down the slide to

      safety.

      Please put on your

      life vests and slide

      in single-file fashion.

      Thank you for flying

      Murkee Elementary!

      When the dust finally settles, all that’s left of

      the playground is a giant hole.

      Hmmm, first the merry-go-round,

      then our toys, now the jungle gym.

      Someone is stealing the fun out of

      life. Much like our math teacher.

      Cheer up!

      At least there will be

      fewer recess-related

      injuries. No more cuts,

      scrapes, or breaks.

      While Principal Shrub is pelted with sand,

      Logan and Gustavo peer over into the dark,

      foreboding pit.

      WeÕre gonna follow this

      tunnel till it takes us

      right to the suspects.

      What do you say,

      hotshot? NowÕs your

      chance to prove youÕre

      a master detective.

      Do we

      have to?

      Rumor has it our playground

      was built on an ancient custodial

      burial ground. Some say you can

      still hear the moans of angry

      mummified janitors if you put

      your ear to the asphalt.

      If youÕre trying

      to scare me…

      itÕs working!

      Beware of

      mummified

      janitors!

      Chapter 4

      BEG, BURROW, OR STEAL

      Logan and Gustavo explore the creepy cave

      beneath the playground. It’s dark, moist, and

      chilly, like a congested polar bear’s nostril. And

      did I mention it’s dark? I mean really dark.

      This calls for one

      of my special

      mustaches!

      How is a fake

      mustache gonna

      help us?

      Just

      watch.

      This is the Illumistache 5000.

      I can control the two five-hundred-watt

      headlights by flaring my nostrils, leaving

      my hands free for karate chopping.

      Gustavo’s Illumistache quickly reveals a huge

      pile of boulders blocking their path.

      Drat!

      They filled in

      the tunnel

      behind them.

      Look!

      Another note!

      Quick! Help Logan and

      Gustavo un-jumble the note

      before it’s too late!

      Shine your hairy

      mustache on it!

      Unscramble

      the note!

      Obviously, it

      says “RUNT

      AROUND!”

      But what

      does it mean?

      Dude, I think

      it says “TURN

      AROUND!” as in

      “Turn around—

      IÕm right

      behind you!”

      A high-pitched, chipmunky voice blares out of a

      deranged mole’s walkie-talkie....

      If the students of

      Murkee Elementary want to

      see their merry-go-round,

      toys, and playground
    again,

      they will leave their lunch money

      on the second base of the

      softball field by 3:33 PM!

      Perhaps if we could

      speak to you without

      your army of moles,

      we could negotiate….

      If these critters

      want to negotiate,

      they’ll have to do

      it with my foot!

      Prepare for combat!

      Ha! My moles are skilled

      at ninjutsu, the Japanese

      art of rump kicking!

      Great! Now

      they’re angry!

      Don’t

      worry!

      They’re no

      match for

      my—

      Hey! What happened to

      your mustache light?

      I blew a fuse.

      Sniff! You

      wouldn’t happen

      to have a tissue,

      would you?

      The moles attack Gustavo

      with a Mighty Mach 5

      Mega Maneuver,

      which he blocks

      with a Shaolin

      Super Shield!

      Then they hit Logan with a

      Hyper Hedgehog High Kick,

      but she avoids it using her

      Timid Tenderfoot Technique!

      It’s the greatest martial

      arts fight scene ever!

      Unfortunately, since

      it’s pitch-black, no one

      can see it. At least

      we saved some serious

      money on illustrations.

      Logan and Gustavo finally crawl back out of

      the hole, beaten and exhausted.

      We have to turn over all our

      lunch money by 3:33 or we’ll never see

      our toys and the playground again.

      Taking kids’ lunch

      money is my job!

      How am I supposed

      to make a living?

      That blubbering glob of beef jerky is Ignas

      Scurge, the school bully....

      Stay strong, Ignas! We’ll have

      you back to stealing lunch money

      in no time.…Wait a second! You’ve

      been taking kids’ lunch money?

      Oops! Did I say

      that? I meant

      “helping kids

      refinance their

      savings.”

      Don’t worry, folks.

      Our lunch money will be on

      the softball field at 3:33,

      but they won’t get their

      grubby paws on it!

      Why’s

      that?

      Because

      we’ll be

      waiting

      for them!

      Chapter 5

      CURVEBALL

      Murkee Elementary softball field, 3:30 PM.

      The lunch money is waiting on second base.

      Something else is waiting, too—ten

      hidden kids ready to pounce on

      whoever shows up to nab it.

      Spot the

      hidden

      kids!

      You two look pretty prepared.

      That’s a pretty big Tylenol.

      Yep. We have a team of kids lying in wait,

      and we replaced second base with

      a replica made of solid concrete.

      Yeah, if a mole digs up

      underneath this baby, he’s gonna

      smack his noggin so hard, he’ll

      need a hundred-pound Tylenol!

      So, Logan and Gustavo wait...

      and wait...

      and wait...

      It’s 3:33 PM. I guess

      they’re not coming.

      Suddenly, a mole on a hang

      glider swoops in from above

      and swipes the bag of dough!

      Hang gliding

      moles who

      steal kids’

      lunch money?

      Now I’ve seen

      everything!

      Well, at least

      now we’ll get all

      our stuff back!

      I’ve changed my mind! I want all of

      your lunch money for the next three weeks

      dropped off at Hurling Rivers tomorrow

      at 5:27 PM. Then maybe you’ll get your

      stuff back! If you don’t comply,

      I will strike again.…

      Criminals these days!

      You just can’t take their

      word on anything!

      This case is

      gonna call for a

      little after-school

      detection.

      Okay, seriously,

      dude, tell no one

      you were here.

      Chapter 6

      HOMEWORK

      When the last bell rings, Logan reluctantly lets

      Gustavo come over to work on the case.

      If you’re wondering why Logan’s office is in

      an ice-cream truck, well, Logan’s mom is an

      ice-cream man, uh, I mean person. She just

      got a fancy new truck with GPS and automatic

      fro-yo dispensers, so she’s letting Logan use her

      old one to set up shop.

      Wow! A real office!

      We’re like a legit

      detective team. You

      know, like Sherlock

      Holmes and Waldo!

      It’s Watson.

      And this is just a

      one-time deal. I’m

      only teaming up

      with you so we can

      stop this creep.

      Gustavo is amazed

      by Logan’s collection

      of mystery books...

      her library of detective

      shows on video…

      and her trophy from

      the Murkee City Break

      Dancing and Beat Box

      Championship?

      Give me those!

      I was, uh, in

      disguise on

      an important

      undercover

      operation.

      Whoa! Look at those

      fly dance pants!

      Don’t freak. That’s just

      my dog, Wheelie. He really

      likes people…especially

      their fingers.

      What’s under

      this blanket?

      Why do you have a chupacabra

      in your ice-cream truck?

      Wheelie’s 114 in dog years and has wheels on

      his hindquarters to help him get around. Most

      folks think he’s always angry, but he actually

      has many moods:

      Grumpy

      Cranky

      Furious

      Cheesed off

      Disappointed

      About to bite you

      Now that Gustavo and Wheelie are acquainted,

      Logan pulls out a marker and doodles on the

      world’s biggest whiteboard.

      She jots down everything that they know about

      the suspect.

      Gustavo offers his expertise as well....

      You’re a really good drawer!

      Can you draw Spider-Man

      kickboxing a velociraptor?

      Focus,

      Gustavo!

      Focus!

      Okay, Miss Nancy Drew-it!

      Where do we begin?

      Hey! Isn’t he the guy who wrote the nerdy mole

      book you got from the library?

      Last night I went on the computer and typed in

      “abnormal moles.” I haven’t had an appetite since.

      Then I typed in “Scapanus orarius,” the scientific

      name for moles, and this guy’s site came up.

      That’s right,

      narrator dude.

      And I think it’s

      time we paid him

      a little visit.

      Logan whips out a map of the city to look for

      Dr. Yonder’s office at the Bureau of Burrowing.


      Find the

      Bureau of

      Burrowing.

      Chapter 7

      DEEPLY DISTURBING

      Twenty minutes later, Logan and Gustavo

      roll up on their skateboards to the Bureau of

      Burrowing, in the heart of the Five Boroughs,

      in between Budrow’s Burnished Bedroom

      Sets and Bureaus and Dos Burros Burritos.

      The joint is quiet. Too quiet. It’s got Gustavo

      spooked.

      Don’t worry.

      Wheelie’s here

      to protect us.

      But who’s gonna

      protect me from

      Wheelie?

      Before entering the building, Logan reminds

      Gustavo and Wheelie that Dr. Yonder might

      help them solve the case, but he could also be the

     


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