With a

splash

, Trap dove into the

water. Nothing gets my cousin moving like

the mention of a treasure.

“Brr . . .the water’s FREEZING!”

he screeched as he

paddled

toward

the ship. “Am I still moving? Am I still

breathing? I can’t even feel my own fur!”

I rolled my eyes. Trap really should

consider becoming an actor, I thought. He’s

the most dramatic rodent I know.

When he reached the ship, Trap lowered a

small ladder for the rest of us to climb.

“Now we can sail home!” Thea squeaked.

Meanwhile, Bouncer and Trap tried to lift

the anchor. Heave . . . ho! Heave . . .

ho!

It was so heavy that it wouldn’t budge.

heave . . . hO!

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