Hold-up At The Robo-Jello-Snow Convention!: Part One "Nasty-wasty jello-brains and cog-head won't
take me to the convenshun, said I didn't belong!" the little furry troublemaker
bawled, casting a sideward mischievous glance at his brother and sister.
The Great Gelert Hype: Part Four Tak was beginning to run out of convincing excuses,
so he immediately pushed his way into the shop-the same shop he had stolen food
from the day before.
Battle of Imagination: Part Two I was robbed this morning. They took everything from me! Even my cookbooks! I can't make any more chicken without them.