My name is Brim. We need to refuel our spaceship.
Great job!
“Grr!” Roxy used her super strength. She pulled, heaved, and twisted until— shloop!—her feet came unstuck.
Wow!
“Ugh!” said Mara. “I got sloppy joe on my sleeve!”
Nice job!
“It’s not the right kind of food,” said Brim. “We need something really thick and gloppy.”
Great job!
Just then Brim and the other aliens walked into the cafeteria.
Good job!
“Run for your life!” shouted someone else.
Fantastic!
“Oh! You can have my sloppy joe!” said Jack.
Well done!
Rocket Girl explained everything, and no one was scared anymore.
Well done!
“Thank you, everyone,” said Brim. “Those sloppy joes are the perfect fuel for our spaceship.”
Well done!
Brim started up the spaceship. It worked perfectly.
Well done!
The kids waved good-bye as the spaceship flew away.
Well done!
Mayor Bloom came into the cafeteria. He had a tall stack of pizzas.
Well done!
“Look out the window!” said Mara. “Pizza!” said Jack.
Well done!
“I have pizza for everybody.” The students cheered.
Well done!
“Oh, I was helping Principal Penn with . . . office work,” said Roxy.
Well done!
Roxy didn’t say anything.
Well done!
