The Mystery of the Missing Cooking Pot: Part One The sun was
shining, the Weewoos were singing, and I had enjoyed six whole hours of peace
while my pets were at Neoschool. However, my pets were just about home...
Orbulon and the Founder of Symol Hole: Part Three The little creature stared up at her
with vacant eyes. It looked simple-minded; maybe it would do her bidding. She
heard its stomach growl. A wicked grin spread across Jhudora's green lips...