"I got 'ese mirrors from a dear friend, Jacques." Wally started to explain as he slowly moved his way around the corner. "Drenched are merciless and judging by how they found us, stubborn too."
Donny had more questions now than ever. "When you say Jacques, you mean you knew Jacques the Swift? The pirate?"
Wally stopped briefly and lowered his head. He looked to Donny, shame in his eye. "Aye...that I did. Jacques and me were mates. He was the only one to escape the Drenched. At least...until me. I have a confession son, but you can’t judge me for it! I was only tryin’ to protect yah!”
The realization started to set in for Donny. Unconsciously, he started to lower the mirror in his hand. “You,” Donny mumbled, “You didn’t get lost at sea that summer did you? Why did you lie to me?”
Wally used the mirror to reflect the image of the music box back at him. The figures were still glowing and the mouths seemed to be chanting, but no voice came out. They were not moving, as if they would let Wally finish his story first. Wally gulped, so the legend was true. He looked to his son, he couldn’t keep running any longer. He had to face the Drenched and he had to face his past. He looked straight at his son and took a deep breath.
“I lied to save yah...and save myself. It’s why they’re back...The Drenched are nothing to take lightly. When neopets fall overboard they save them-”
“They save them?” Donny interrupted, confused.
“That they do. They return yah land if your soul is good. But if you have something to hide or have been bad, they take you until you understand what you’ve done wrong. Jacques...well he may have more moral than other pirates, but he had stolen his weight in dubloons twenty times over. And for years, I helped them do it.” The bright light that was emanating from the three figures stopped. Donny and Wally both picked up their mirrors and could just make out the curled smiles on the figures.
“They took you because you were a thief?” Donny confirmed.
“And they followed me because I ran.” Wally deduced. “I wanted to keep you safe, so as soon as I got to shore I ran into Jacques who gifted me these mirrors. You were so young...and I was ashamed to tell yah…he warned me they would be back so I moved us as far away as I could. I’m sorry I lied to yah, son. That’s no way to lead by example.”
“I forgive you, dad. But what do we do now?” The figures in the music box began to sing, lovely and soft. The figures took each other's hand and began to spin. As they spun, their ugliness washed away. Their hair turned pure white and their tails shinned and glistened.
“I don’t think they’re mad at me anymore…” Wally chuckled. “I knew something was suspicious when Jacques started givin’ away his treasure...I guess I’ll be doin’ the same. Maybe then I’ll be free from the Drenched’s curse.”
“Does that mean we’re going home?!” Donny stood up in glee. He gasped, the music box. Behind him, the music box closed and slowly disintegrated into sand.
“By Fyora, I think it does. Donny, we’re goin’ home!” Wally cheered.