Gibi Da Turma Da Monica < Edge Real >

Gibi’s eyes sparkled. "You mean… you’re missing a comic book ? I have a solution." She ran to her shelf, grabbed a special hardcover edition of Mônica: Lembranças , and tossed it to Mônica. "Here. It's a graphic novel about your childhood. It even has the story of how you got the Sandals of Strength."

A girl in a yellow shirt and green overalls stomped through the portal, dragging a giant, floppy-eared rabbit by the ear. She was short, incredibly strong-looking, and held a plush blue bunny in a headlock.

Gibi was holding her phone. She quickly pocketed it and smiled. "Hi! You're in my house. I'm Gibi. I'm a… huge fan."

Mônica stomped her foot. "Not without my comic book! Cebola—I mean, Cascão was holding our new issue of Turma da Mônica Jovem . It has a fold-out poster of Do Contra!" gibi da turma da monica

Suddenly, the portal began to flicker. It was shrinking.

Mônica caught it with one hand. For the first time, she smiled—a real, warm smile. "You… have a book about me?"

Mônica stopped and looked around. "This isn't the Limoeiro. And you're not Cascão. Where's the rain?" Gibi’s eyes sparkled

"Mônica!" Gibi gasped, star-struck.

Cascão held up the comic. "I was reading it when the portal sucked me in!"

Cascão's eyes lit up. "A MUD PUDDLE? Be still my grimy heart!" She was short, incredibly strong-looking, and held a

Cascão looked at his own clean arms in horror. "This place has no mud! I feel… naked!"

Some souvenirs were just too good to throw away.

"Wait!" Gibi called out. "Can I get a selfie?"