THE HAWAIIAN
HEIST
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ISBN 978-1-338-30623-1
Text by Geronimo Stilton
Original title Ahi, ahi, ahi, che avventura alle Hawaii!
Cover by Iacopo Bruno, Andrea Da Rold, and Alessandro Muscillo
Illustrations by Danilo Loizedda, Antonio Campo, and Daria Cerchi
Graphics by Michela Battaglin
Special thanks to Anna Bloom
Translated by Anna Pizzelli
Interior design by Kay Petronio
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Printed in U.S.A. 40
First printing 2019
You Need a
VacatioN!
In August, the air on Mouse Island is as hot
and sticky as a melting cheese stick. Sweat
dripped off my whiskers and splat onto
the asphalt under my bicycle wheels.
“I’m frying like a feta
fritter under this sun!” I cried,
panting as I pedaled slowly up
a hill.
All around me, New Mouse
Cityrodents were beating
the heat any way they could:
some mice walked close to the walls to
get some shade , others waved fans, and
some pou re d cold water from street
fountains right over their ears!
1
Y ou N eed a V acatioN !
To keep myself cool, I was wearing
a special helmet with a built-in umbrella. I
had also installed a fan on my handlebars,
which was powered by my pedaling. It was
hard work!
But it was nothing compared to the work
I’d have to do when I got home. Oh, I forgot
to introduce myself! My name is Stilton,
Geronimo Stilton, and I am the editor
in chief of The Rodent’s Gazette, the most
famouse newspaper on Mouse Island.
nt !
Pa a n t !
P
Y ou N eed a V acatioN !
Most of The Rodent’s Gazette employees
had already left for their summer vacations,
but not me. When you’re the big cheese, like
I am, you have to keep your whiskers to the
grindstone!
As I rounded the corner to my house, a
huge billboard came into view. It showed a
marvemouse-looking beach with white sand,
bright blue sky, and crystal clear water. A
surfer mouse perched on a perfect wave.
It said:
N E E D A V A C A T I O N
YOU H AW A I I
CO M E T O
Crusty cheddar muffins, did I ever!
“I have work to do!” I huffed to the
billboard. The news waits for no mouse! I
screeched to a halt outside my house.
3
m ph !
Hm
A VA C AT I O N
ED II
Y O U NME E T O H AWA
CO
Do you recognize this mouse?
Y ou N eed a V acatioN !
o t!
s so h
I locked up my bicycle I t ’
and struggled through
the door with all my
books and papers.
Inside, my office
was barely cooler
than the outside had
been. You could have
fried a slice of provolone
on my computer!
I set up a fan in the window
and pointed it right at my desk. I tied an
ice pack to my head like a hat and set out
a bucket of ice to rest my sweaty paws
in. Then I prepared a refreshing tropical
juice drink with a colorful little umbrella.
Even if I didn’t have time for an actual
Hawaiian vacation, I could pretend like I
was on a Hawaiian vacation!
5
Do you recognize this mouse?
Y ou N eed a V acatioN !
Suddenly, the fan sputtered and died.
Grumbling, I marched over to the window
to fix it. I banged on it with my paw and it
started working again. But then I realized
the roar was actually coming from outside!
A bright yellow AIRPLANE zoomed
very low past my window. The plane pulled
an ocean-blue banner behind it that read:
N E E D A V A C A T I O N
YOU H AW A I I
C O M E T O
“Moldy mozzarella, there’s no time for
that!” I said, sitting back down at my desk.
“My paws are tied! I have to get this issue
out!”
I worked for a long time, until the boiling
sun finally sank behind the clouds like a pat
of butter on a pile of cheesy pasta.
7
Y ou N eed a V acatioN !
“Mmm, that reminds me — I’m hungry!
Time for a break!” I rose and stretched
my paws above my head.
I sat in front of the TV to watch the news
and eat some cheese and crackers .
When I turned on the TV, a program I’d
never seen before was starting.
A mouselet wearing a Y E L L O W flowered
shirt stood on a white sand beach.
NEED A VACA
OU TION! C OM E T O H AWA I I
Y
Do you recognize this mouse?
