The Case of the Toxic Mutants (Dragonbreath, Book 9)
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Attention all Wimpy Kid and Dork Diaries fans!
Who do you call when you have a really weird mystery involving mutants, toxic sludge, and enormous missing dentures? Detective Danny Dragonbreath, of course! He may not be as book smart as his nerdy friends Wendell and Christiana, but this dragon knows more about strange creatures and slimy things than anyone. . . and this case is really strange and slimy.
Featuring Ursula Vernon's trademark comic book hybrid style, the Dragonbreath graphic novel series is guaranteed to make you laugh until smoke comes out your nose!
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vanished—and so did the ground! Danny had to skid to a halt, and nearly fell off the edge of the embankment. The grass had led right up to the edge of the stream that ran through Sunny Acres. Fortunately it wasn’t a very tall cliff—only a couple of feet down—and Danny was able to catch himself by clutching at clumps of grass growing along the water’s edge. He was just in time to see the pack rat’s tail vanish into a hole in the opposite bank. “Guys! Guys!” yelled Danny. “Get over
“It’s where you’d expect animals to live.” “Unless somebody did break in,” said Danny, “and they knew they wouldn’t leave tracks in the grass, so they got back there as quickly as possible with the stolen dentures!” Christiana did not seem impressed with this bit of deduction. “So how did they leave animal tracks instead of people tracks?” “They could have strapped plaster casts of the animal tracks to their feet!” said Danny. “Then we’d think it was animals!” “I don’t have one
Sunny Acres was not an entirely pleasant one. Christiana was ignoring Danny, and Wendell was immersed in his guide to butterfly taming. Danny amused himself by reading more Great Detectives Through the Ages. The style was a bit dry and there were no pictures, but it was full of murders and blood and mysteries. They were most of the way back to Sunny Acres when Danny judged that Christiana had probably cooled off. She got mad at him all the time, but she didn’t stay mad for long, which
sell them on the Internet!” “I’m sure Miss Flicktongue will loan us something,” said Wendell. “She’s been very nice about all this.” “Unlike some people,” said Christiana. Danny was so annoyed with his grandfather that he turned on his heel and stomped across the street. He was nearly to the other curb when Grandfather Turlingsward said, “Hold your horses, boy.” Turlingsward heaved a sigh like an earthquake. “All right . . . all right . . . I’m sure I’ve got something . .