…how an ordinary schoolgirl became an

INTERNET VOYAGER!

"CULOTTES! ET ENCORE CULOTTES!!"

(Which means, "Pants and DOUBLE pants!!" In French.)

It's what you say if you are a very annoyed Internet Searcher called Adrienne and you're also a red squirrel and from France and you've just made a BIGGG mistake which is going to take you AGES to put right.

The problem was, the ZITS programme giving loads of useless information they didn't want had made Adrienne's computer lock so it wouldn't take in any more data. And they hadn't even STARTED to look for Dad's stuff. Adrienne now had 398,762 results for the city of Munich blocking up her P.C., just because the ZITS programme had decided that's what she should have because the first part of the word 'Munchenmeat', the 'Munchen' bit, is the German name for the city we call Munich.

Dot leaned over Adrienne's shoulder and peered at her screen. The purple one. Adrienne was furiously scrolling up and muttering to herself. All Dot could see was a huge list going on and on and on. And EVERY entry on it was about the city of Munich!

The Search Engine rocked gently as Wiz and Mr Mouse joined Dot, Wizzie tucking himself under her arm and Mr Mouse hopping up on Dot's shoulder. The little Canadian rodent shook his head as he watched the list rolling on and on. (Well with 398,762 results it would, wouldn't it?)

"Shee!" he said. "ZITS sure did for you, Ade! What'cha doing anyway, kid?"

"Trying... to find... an exit code" said the little squirrel through gritted teeth. "I must do zis... because the ze only other way is to delete all of zem. BUT to do zat on ZITS, you must open each entry one by one and only zen can you delete. Unless..." she went on tapping and the titles zoomed past in a blur, so Dot could hardly read them. But she could just make out some of them: 'Best Hotels to stay in Munich', 'Munich - BEER City!" (one for Dad she thought). 'Munich - Jewel in the Crown of Bavaria'. No good AT ALL for the Munchenmeat Awards!!

"Unless what?" said Wizzie, jumping in fright as another search engine (this one shaped like a packet of salt and vinegar crisps) zoomed past where they were hovering, making Adrienne's engine bounce up and down.

"Unless... ZITS put in a blank line somewhere!" said Adrienne. "IF zey did zat, I can crash into zis STUPID search result and I can clear this stuff out to make room for our Munchenmeat Award search. Otherwise... "

"Otherwise what?" said Dot. She was starting to get worried they wouldn't be able to help Dad after all.

"Otherwise... I might have to... call in... a... " and Adrienne muttered something Dot couldn't hear. But Mr Mouse could!

"A MOPPLE?" he said, and hooted with laughter. "How cool is THAT!"

Adrienne grunted but didn't say anything. She kept on scrolling up and up, and her search engine still hovered above the Search Zone, bobbing gently up and down in the sky of the zone with the ZITS searchlights still sweeping up and down.

"They don't look so pretty now we know what they can do to a computer!" said Wizzie, looking up at Dot. "Do you think we'll ever be able to get searching for your Dad, Dot? And what on earth is a Mopple?"

Poor Adrienne jumped as she heard the word, but kept on working away at her computer. But Mr Mouse wasn't holding back (as usual!)

"It's someone who can get you out of a mess like letting too many ZITS get into your system" he said, flipping his baseball cap round to the back of his head. "Kind of like a plumber and a cleaner in one person. But, thing is, no-one ever wants to say they need one. Some people even won't admit they've been moppled - they just delete it from their computers, they get so ashamed!" He shrugged. "But everyone gets into a mess sometimes - nothin' to feel bad about!"

Just then, Adrienne threw her paws up in the air, and sat back in her seat with a thump. "I give up!" she said in a very cross voice. "Not a SINGLE blank line! Usually, zere is always one, because ZITS is such a dopey programme... but not today!" She sighed, a big deep sigh, and reached down to her feet. She brought out a little green light and clipped it on the side of her search engine. It started to flash and go round and round, giving out a "Beep - Beep - Beep" sound as it did so. "So EMBARRASSING!" she said. "I just 'ope a Mopple will come soon, that's all!"

She looked so unhappy Dot couldn't help feeling sorry for her. "Why does it matter so much Adrienne?" she asked.

"Oh" said Adrienne with a shrug. "It makes you feel so stupid, to let a ZITS mess you up like that. And when you call for a Mopple everyone knows, because you must do it ziss way!" She pointed at the green light which was still flashing and beep-beeping away on the side of the little red train. "AND I have all zis damage too!" she said sadly, running her paw along the dent that had been knocked into her search engine when it crash landed.

"Well" said Dot. "Maybe -"

But she didn't get a chance to finish, because suddenly out of the sky came a voice. "Allo darling!" it went. "Need a bit of a hand then?"