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    Tank & Fizz: The Case of the Slime Stampede
    Tank & Fizz: The Case of the Slime Stampede
    Tank & Fizz: The Case of the Slime Stampede
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    Tank & Fizz: The Case of the Slime Stampede

    By Liam O'Donnell and Mike Deas

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    The Case of the Slime Stampede is the first book in the Tank & Fizz mystery series about two crime-solving monsters living under a mountain.

    When Gravelmuck Elementary’s cleaning slimes escape and destroy the schoolyard with their acidic ooze, all claws and tails point to Mr. Snag, the school’s caretaker, as the culprit. Determined to clear Mr. Snag’s name, Tank and Fizz dive into the case, only to discover that the goop under Rockfall Mountain runs deep. The detective duo must outwit their eight-legged principal and survive an ancient war between high-tech janitors and spell-slinging wizards. Can Tank and Fizz find the real monsters behind the slime stampede in time to clear Mr. Snag’s name?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherOrca Book Publishers
    Release dateMar 1, 2015
    ISBN9781459808126
    Tank & Fizz: The Case of the Slime Stampede
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    Liam O'Donnell

    Liam O'Donnell was born in Northern Ireland and grew up in Canada.  He's lived in Toronto, Canada and is the author of several graphic novels, including the Max Finder Mystery series of you-solve-it comics.  He's never met a pirate and not sure if he ever wants to.  When he's not writing stories, he loves playing video games and going camping, but not at the same time.

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      Tank & Fizz - Liam O'Donnell

      Slime

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      The principal’s car got eaten first.

      One minute it was sitting in the parking lot, the next it was under a jiggling green slime the size of a school bus. And it wasn’t alone.

      Slimes covered Gravelmuck Elementary. Globs slurped across the playground. Goopy tentacles wrapped around metal climbing frames. Bubbling puddles lurched through the school’s front gates. Green gunk gooped everywhere. It looked like a slag giant with a nasty cold had sneezed on our school.

      But I should stick to the facts. Facts are important in my line of work. The name is Fizz Marlow. I’m in fourth grade. I solve mysteries. Hey, it’s better than doing homework. Oh, and I’m a goblin. You don’t have a thing against goblins, do you? Good.

      To a detective like me, facts are like cookies. Chocoslug cookies. Yum.

      Fact number three might be nitpicking, but even a kobold in first grade knows cleaning slimes don’t have teeth. They are all about the acid. Sizzling acid that can strip the scales from your back and take the shine out of your wings. Slimes are efficient cleaners. The best in Rockfall Mountain. That’s the place we goblins call home. Slime acid is perfect for getting dried troll boogers off drinking fountains. It scrapes bugbear poop off polished stone floors pretty good too.

      This morning, Principal Weaver’s front fenders were on the menu. Eaten or dissolved, the effect was the same—no more car. Old Eight-Legs would be walking home today.

      Tank was my best friend, troll-tinkerer and detective partner. Now she could add lifesaver to that list. With another slime coming our way, that life didn’t look like a long one.

      The slime had us cornered on the steps of Mr. Trellik’s antique shop. The old troll lived in his shop, which was across the street from our school. He was always yelling at kids to stay away, keep the noise down and basically stop being kids. Rumor had it that the stone statues for sale in his shop were really the remains of children who had got too close to his front door. Tank and I were real close. That didn’t seem to bother my best friend.

      That mailbox is made of solid brass, Tank said. She pulled a pair of zoomers over her eyes. She adjusted the dials on the goggles to get a closer look. No wonder the slime went straight for it.

      And I thought it was because of my sparkling personality.

      The door behind us whipped open, totally ruining my witty comeback.

      Tank and I both fell backward and landed face to toe with a pair of warty feet.

      Mr. Trellik glared down at us.

      ]>

      Whatever it is you’re selling, I don’t want it! Mr. Trellik snapped.

      The old troll was the color of slug soup. Steam drifted up from the tiny teacup in his large hand. One fact about Mr. Trellik—the old troll loves his tea. Mr. Trellik’s eyes nearly popped out of his bald head when he saw the massive slime at the bottom of his stairs.

      My mailbox! he shrieked. He marched down the stairs, shaking his teacup at the slime. You filthy brute! How dare you eat my property!

      Careful, Mr. Trellik! boomed a deep voice from the other side of the street.

      Mr. Snag, our school caretaker, ran across the road. He carried a long toolbox in his big hands. The large ogre was out of breath. His round belly heaved in and out. It looked like a mud ball getting pumped up and deflated over and over again.

      My slimes ain’t filthy, Mr. Snag said when he caught his breath. Don’t be hurting their feelings.

      Feelings! Mr. Trellik spat. These blobs are barely alive. They certainly don’t have ears, and I doubt they have feelings.

      That might be true, but you don’t have to go and say it. Besides, my slimes can’t resist the taste of such high-quality brass.

      Mr. Trellik took a sip of his tea, considering Mr. Snag’s words.

      I do only use the finest materials. He narrowed his eyes. Don’t you butter me up, you old ogre! Get that slime off my mailbox before I call the police!

      Judging from the sirens in the distance, the cops were already on their way. Mr. Snag’s large ears drooped down the sides of his hairy head like a pair of sad wings.

      Poor Mr. Snag. He was always cleaning up other people’s messes. He got your ball down when an older monster roofed it. He unblocked the toilet when Rizzo Rawlins and his goons jammed it with toilet paper or some unlucky first-grader. This mess was different. All caretakers in Slick City need a license to use cleaning slimes. There are strict laws on who can control slimes. In the wrong hands or left to slurp around on its own, a slime could cause a lot of damage. My school’s dissolved playground was proof of that. And so was Mr. Snag’s worried face.

      Mr. Snag was in charge of the slimes at Gravelmuck Elementary. He watched over them like they were his own children. This mess was his

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