Weasel started to follow but I explained to him that it was a maze, not just a hall. He pretended to understand and then shot out after Dave through the maze of corridors. The last thing we heard from him was, “I’ve had plenty of practice with mazes.”
Chapter Thirteen: In the Pickle Jar
“This,” proclaimed Dave, “is the great flying pickle jar!”
“And my friends are inside of it?” I asked suspiciously.
“I think so,” said Dave.
“Well, okay then, let’s go inside- Wait a minute- did you say ‘the great flying pickle jar’?”
“Yes indeed,” gushed Dave. “I came up with it myself.”
“Oooookay,” I responded in a dubious tone.
Dave slithered [...]
Chapter Twelve: Dave’s Plan
After about a minute of adjusting to the dim light, I looked up to see what an amazing thing could possibly be in this cavern. What I saw before me was the most stupendous thing I had seen upon reaching this planet. It was a humongous starship.
Chapter Eleven: Dave
I started slinking backwards to the mouth of the cave. I was going to climb down the ladder and make an escape across the desert when I realized something: this cave didn’t have a ladder. I was ready just to accept my fate and be devoured by a giant monster when out of the darkness came. . . . a Goostopus?
Chapter Ten: Weasel the Waysel
In fact, fireflies weren’t the only animals in this room- there were huge cages with rainbow-toothed saber-toothed tigers and elephants with wings.
Chapter Nine: Plittereeg
“Boo,” we heard from behind us, with a thick Irish accent. The alabaster lion roared, I jumped, and Plittereeg EEPED. We turned around and standing before us was a measly, furry little creature with two arms on each side of its body and close in appearance to a weasel.
Chapter Eight: We’re not alone.
I sat up with a jolt. Whatever was patting me emitted a screech and ran away. The last sight I caught was a two-toed foot fleeting from my range of vision in the cave.