The Greatest Treasure of All: Part Three
Ricky looked both annoyed and disappointed. "Oh no, now
we're down to two - well, four if you count the little ones - on our team. How
are we supposed to find the treasure now?"
Katrina, who had been looking at the ground,
now spoke up. She lifted her head with a jerk and yelled angrily at him, "Don't
you understand? Aaron is right. There is no treasure. We're just a couple of
naïve little children, just like he said, who don't know the difference between
what's real and what's fake. We've been fooled. There's no point in going on
with the treasure hunt. It's over. We're done. We're giving up."
Ricky looked very confused and a little hurt.
"Giving up?" he asked. "That isn't like you."
Katrina didn't answer him.
"Look, who cares what he thinks? He could be
wrong. Even if we don't find a treasure, it's okay. The only way I'd be ashamed
of us is if we didn't try. Come on, we have to at least try. We've gotten this
far, we might as well go the whole way. What do you say?"
Katrina looked at him, into his eyes. He really
seemed sincere for once. "You're right," she said, starting to smile. "It isn't
like me to give up, and we should at least try." Ricky smiled back. Katrina
went on, "But you're not acting quite like yourself either. You actually seem…
nice." She couldn't believe she had just used that word, "nice," to describe
Ricky put on a mischievous grin. "Yeah, well,
don't get used to it. It's just until we find the treasure."
Katrina gave a short laugh. For the first time
that day, she actually hoped she never found the treasure.
"Okay, so, what do you think the clue means?"
Ricky said, getting back to business.
"Oh, I don't know yet," said Katrina, glancing
down at it again. "Who is the 'cute little friend'?"
Just then, a very cute little friend made herself
known from behind Katrina. She giggled and smiled when Katrina turned to face
"Rita!" Katrina shouted. "The cute little friend!"
"Rita? What? But how could she know where the
treasure is?" asked Ricky. "It's a good theory, but I'm not quite sure…. Who
else could it be?"
Rita giggled again, this time because Dreamer
was twirling and dancing around her. Rita reached out and gave Dreamer a great,
"Maybe it's Dreamer!" suggested Katrina. "She's
cute, and little, and she's our friend!"
"Katrina, come on, if Rita doesn't know about
it, and moreover we don't know about it, how can a Petpet?"
"A… Petpet…." Katrina murmured to herself. "I've
got it! Maybe Dreamer wouldn't know, but Petpets on Mystery Island would!"
"You mean the Petpet Shop? That's where the
"Yeah!" said an excited Katrina. "Let's go!"
They rushed off to the Rock Pool, the Mystery Island Petpet shop.
Once they arrived, a kind yellow Kougra shopkeeper
greeted them, motioning to all the cute little friends with his paw. "There
are so many," noted Ricky. "Which one knows where the treasure is?"
They could see Petpets in every direction: Catamaras
to the left, Sproings to the right, Primellas everywhere. They were all frolicking
about and swimming and playing with each other. However, there was one lonely
little Baby Blu in the corner that didn't seem to be having as much fun.
It was very little, and also very cute, so Ricky
and Katrina decided that it was worth a try. They walked up to the Baby Blu.
"Hi, little guy," said Katrina. "Why don't you
go play with the others?"
The Baby Blu hid its face under its fins and
"Well, that didn't work. Why not?" wondered
"Well, obviously, it didn't work!" said Ricky.
"You just don't know how to handle something like this. Here, let me try." He
knelt down in front of the Baby Blu and put his face right up to it. "Hello!
We are your friends! Now tell us where the treasure is, little wimp."
"Ricky-!" She was too late. The Baby Blu burst
out in tears, yelling as loud as it possibly could.
"Wow, for such a little guy, he sure has a big
voice!" said Ricky, trying to cover the Baby Blu's mouth and make it stop crying.
"Listen, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Now please, just stop!"
It calmed down a little. It sniffed a few times,
then put an end to the waterworks. It even smiled.
"Aww, you're not so bad, little guy," said Ricky.
"You're cute when you're quiet."
The Baby Blu jumped up on its tail and gave
a small squeal of happiness. A few seconds later, it started bouncing away.
"Wait, where are you going?" Katrina asked it.
She and Ricky followed it, and it led them into a tiny cave in the middle of
"I can't fit in there, and neither can you,
Katrina," said Ricky. "Someone's got to be super small to fit inside there….
You'd have to be a Petpet or something -"
At the mention of a Petpet that was needed,
they both turned instantly to Dreamer. Dreamer tilted its head to one side as
if to ask, "Who, me?" Katrina told it to go inside the hole, and it did as it
was told. It toddled into the cave, and after a few minutes it came back out,
accompanied by the Baby Blu. Dreamer was now holding a small sheet of paper.
"Oh, no," moaned Ricky. "Not another clue! I
want to get straight to the treasure."
Dreamer held up the paper and Katrina took it
gently out of its paw. While Dreamer began to socialize with the Baby Blu, Katrina
read the paper. It said:
A flock of Kyrii chasing you
Are his strange fortunes ever true?
You will see…
"Okay," said Katrina, "that's obviously talking
about the Island Mystic. He's the one who always has those crazy fortunes for
"All right, well, let's hurry up and get there.
We started this early in the morning, and now it's the afternoon. I want to
find the treasure before it gets dark."
After bidding good-bye to their new friend,
they rushed off to get to the Island Mystic as fast as they could. When they
entered the Mystic's hut, they found him in what looked like a state of meditation,
of very deep thought. His eyes were closed and he sat in the corner of the hut,
completely still and unmoving. Leaving Katrina right outside the door with Dreamer
and Rita, Ricky stepped inside quietly, thinking it would probably be unwise
to disturb the Island Mystic, especially since he held a very intimidating shrunken
head in his left paw.
"Welcome, unexpected visitor," the Island Mystic
said suddenly without even opening his eyes. "Yes, welcome to my humble little
hut. I suppose you came to have your fortune told?"
"Um, not exactly, sir," Ricky told him. "You
see, I -"
"I know, young one, I know why you have come.
Now here is your fortune…"
"No, you don't understand, I just -"
"Hush, child," he cut Ricky off, his eyes finally
popping open, looking a bit angry. "Listen to what the Island Mystic has to
Ricky decided to keep silent. The Mystic went
on, "'Your luck will cease unexpectedly.' Remember those exact words. That is
"No!" Ricky cried out. "That can't be! We can't
have bad luck, not now!"
"Bad luck? Is that what I said? That wouldn't
be very good at a time when you're looking for a treasure, eh?" the Mystic responded
with a mysterious smile and a glint in his eye.
"What? But how did you…" began Ricky, but, with
a quick wink, the Island Mystic had disappeared, leaving behind only a small
leaf of yellowish paper.
Ricky, very puzzled, picked up the paper and
exited the hut. When he met back up with Katrina, she asked him, "Well, what
did he say? Did he tell you where the treasure is?"
"No," said Ricky. "He just said 'Your luck will
"What?" asked Katrina in disbelief. "Does that
mean we'll have bad luck? Does that mean we won't find the treasure?"
"I don't know," said Ricky, "I really have no
idea what he meant. He was acting really weird, all sly-ish and stuff… and just
like Jhuidah and the Tombola guy, he disappeared. Has everybody gone mad around
here? ... Oh yeah, I almost forgot. I also got this. It's another dumb note.
How many places do we have to go until we find the treasure? This is getting
"Here, let me see the clue," said Katrina, taking
it from him and reading the contents of the paper out loud:
"How nice it would be
Sitting under a tree
Just to take
A small break
And relax by the sea
"Oh, great, that means the beach, doesn't
it? We have to see Aaron again," Katrina whined.
"Well, if it means getting the treasure, then
we have to go," Ricky pointed out. "At least we get one more pet back on our
team. And if he doesn't want to rejoin with us, then we'll just go on without
him and find the treasure by ourselves."
"And then we get to rub it in his face," Katrina
said, grinning, and then she, Ricky, Rita, and Dreamer made their way across
the island to the beach.
To be continued...