"Yeah!" replied the blue Tonu as they charged along, getting glares from other pets they'd nearly knocked over in their excitement. "Hey, aren't you Kougras originally from here?" he asked his friend.

"Yep," replied Prowler, "but I've never visited Mystery Island myself."

"Hey, what's that?" asked Monty. The two friends came to a sudden halt.

"It's the TOMBOLA!" Prowler shouted. "Come on, let's give it a try!"

The Tiki man smiled as the two pets entered the hut, "Anything ending with a 0, 2 or 5 is a winner! Come on, give it a try!"

Prowler stepped forward and eagerly pulled out a ticket. It read, "100."

"YOU ARE A WINNER!!!" the Tiki man shouted so loud it startled both pets. "You win 117 Neopoints, plus this item..."

"Cool! You won a Mau codestone!" exclaimed Monty. "Let me try now."

"Sorry, outta cash! Please make a donation and come back later."

"Doh! Just my luck," the Tonu said, shaking his head. They donated 17 Neopoints, and asked the Tomobla guy what else there was to do on the island.

"Well, Gadgadsbogen is over, but there is still plenty to do. Have you tried the island tours?"

"Yeah, we already did that this morning," replied the Kougra. "And visited the Tiki Tack shop, the Haiku Generator, Tropical Foods, the Trading Post..."

"Have you visited our local Faerie, Jhudiah? She runs the Cooking Pot on the northern side of the island." suggested the Tiki Tack Man.

"Hey, that sounds interesting!" said Monty. "Let's go there!"

"Okay! Thanks for your help mister Tiki Man!" shouted Prowler as they headed out of the hut.

Running with the endless energy of youth, they finally reached the Cooking Pot near midday.

Jhudiah welcomed them, and explained the process. "Oh, can we put MORE than three items in there?" asked the ever-curious Kougra.

"Oh no, you mustn't ever do that!" exclaimed the island Faerie.

Eventually the two friends became bored once more, and wandered off a bit.

"Psst! Hey, Prowler. I'm totally curious as why we're not allowed to put more than three items in." the Tonu said, coming to a halt.

"Me too," agreed the Kougra. "I bet she doesn't want you to, because it will give you powerful Battledome items or something! Just think how cool it would be if we could get them! Hey, that gives me an idea!" Prowler whispered into the Tonu's ear.

Later that night, when Jhudiah was asleep in her hut, the two friends crept silently over to the Cooking Pot; arms full of different items they had bought while they waited. Quietly, they began putting items into the bubbling water...

"Let's keep going! I bet this thing could hold 50 items!" replied Monty.

So then, they continued to add more and more items; and as they did, the water began to swirl even more violently. Soon, a whirlpool had broken out in the middle. Prowler peered into the pot and noticed that the whirlpool seemed to continue endlessly down, all the way into the depths of Neopia itself. As he cautiously dropped in the seventh item, a shiver ran down his spine.

"Uh, Monty, I think we should stop now. I'm getting a really bad feeling about this..." the Kougra said.

"What are you, a scaredy Kougra? There's nothing to worry about. With all these items, we'll end up having the most powerful weapon in all of Neopia!! Imagine it! We'd be the kings of the Battledome!" Monty replied.

Still not feeling too sure about the situation, but not wanting to chicken out, Prowler glanced around him. It was pitch dark. The only light that they had was from the millions of tiny stars in the sky above. To Prowler, their beauty at this moment was lost, and they seemed to contort into evil white eyes glaring down at him. He heard Monty give a loud grunt as he glanced over to see what his friend was doing. A splash of water from the Cooking Pot poured over the edge and sizzled into the ground.

"Monty!! What did you do?!?!" Prowler asked, trying to shake the stare of those white eyes.

"Well, I got tired of throwing all the items in one at a time, so I gathered them all up and tossed them in together," said the Tonu.

"I really don't think you should have done that Monty!!" the Kougra replied.

"Oh, don't worry... what's the worst that could happen?" Monty replied with a little snort.

As Monty said this, the Cooking Pot's water began to swirl even more violently, and it looked as if it were on fire. The pot began shaking back and forth, causing it to crack and split. The murky water inside it began to pour over the edges. The ground began to shake, and the trees swayed violently in a sudden wind. Just as Prowler and Monty decided to run for cover, everything suddenly stopped.

"Wha... what happened?" asked Prowler.

Monty went over and peeked into the pot.

"I don't see anything in it!" he said. "Can you believe that?!? All that for nothing!"

All of a sudden the pot trembled and shook, forcing Monty to fall backwards. He stared in amazement. Then, a black cloud of smoke poured out from the top of it. Prowler and Monty looked on with anticipation. They were scared, but their curiosity kept them from running. Then, out of the pot came...

...a bright blue jellybean.

As quickly as it had arrived, the black smoke began to drift away. The wind died down, and the churning waters in the Cooking Pot grew still. Each of them were sure they'd seen a crack appear in the smooth surface of the pot, but now that the smoke had cleared it seemed to be as solid as ever.

"Well," said Prowler, "that was anti-climactic."

Monty stared at the result of their combined items, his shock quickly turning to disappointment. "All that was for a lousy jellybean?!" he exclaimed loudly.

At first Prowler felt secretly relieved - whatever he'd felt in the stars had really scared him. But he had a short memory, and as nothing bad had happened immediately, he soon forgot about the evil glare that had looked down on him. "I dare you to eat it!" he said to his companion.

The Tonu studied the jellybean critically. It certainly looked harmless enough. Of course, those items they'd thrown into the Cooking Pot must be in there somewhere. The thought of all those gross foods, old clothes and smelly dung furniture was enough to make his stomach turn.

Still, Monty was not one to turn down a dare. Before he could chicken out, the Tonu grabbed the jellybean with his tongue and swallowed it in one gulp.

Prowler looked on in delight, giggling helplessly, as Monty's eyes crossed and he let out an enormous belch. With it, trapped in a bubble of air, came the jellybean. Seemingly weightless, it drifted lazily upward, only to burst against the Tonu's horn and fall onto the grass.

The Kougra just laughed harder as Monty was attacked with a sudden fit of burps, each one producing another bright blue jellybean. The poor Tonu was starting to look very worried as the pile of beans accumulated in front of him.

Then something happened to stop even Prowler's laughter. Each of the jellybeans, of which there were now at least a dozen, began to burrow into the ground.

"What sort of jellybean does that?" cried the Kougra. "What if it's something else altogether? Like the seed of an evil carnivorous plant that will keep growing until it has gobbled everyone up! Or the larval form of an alien race that will grow to 100 times its size overnight and then terrorize Neopia and steal everyone's lunch money!"

"Prowler, you have an overactive imagination," grumbled Monty between burps.

"What was that?" asked Prowler, ignoring his friend's comment. He placed his ear to the ground, listening.

It wasn't long before Monty could hear it, too; a rumbling noise coming from somewhere beneath them. Nervously the Tonu bit his lip as the ground started to shake...

"Eeeek!" the Kougra cried, jumping back. Monty stared at him.

"Did you just say--EEEEK!?" The last bit came out as a cry, as another green shoot sprouted under his own nose. Prowler wanted to say something witty here, but by now, green shoots were popping up everywere. It was like watching grass grow in fast-forward. The shoots grew until they were between ten and fifteen feet high. Huge leaves unfurled; blue-and-white flowers bloomed on top. A faint glow emitted from the center of the flowers, creating an eerie, almost surreal atmosphere. Monty and Prowler stood agape in awe.

"Wow," Prowler whispered. "Those were some jelly beans." Monty rolled his eyes.

"What I want to know is, why was Jhudiah so worried about these things? I mean, what's so bad about a bunch of giant flowers?" the Tonu asked.

"Maybe she was afraid they'd crowd out everything else. They are kinda big."

"Maybe your- hey what's that?" Monty pointed to a green sac hanging under one of the leaves. Looking around, the two noticed green sacs hanging under all the leaves. They varied in size, but that was the only difference. Prowler cautiously approached the nearest one, which was almost as big as he was. He tapped it lightly with one paw.

"Cool. We can grow punching bags," he joked. Monty groaned. Before he could say anything, however, the sac started to swing and shake violently. Prowler jumped back, eyes wide with fear. The two friends huddled together as they watched the sac swing on its own. Suddenly the bottom split open, and something green and slimy fell out.

"I told you it was aliens!" Prowler shrieked. The thing stood up and faced them. In the dim light of the flowers, they could see that it wasn't an alien at all. It was...

...a tiny black Wadjet, of the garden variety.

The two pets' shocked expressions slowly turned to grins as they watched the little thing raise its head and peer at them.

"It's just a harmless Wadjet, Monty! All this for one little Wadjet..." Prowler exclaimed heartily as he smacked the small creature playfully around.

"I could have gotten one of those at home! What a waste of time..." Monty stopped suddenly as the small black creature hissed violently and slithered back, away from the two young pets, "Uhh Prowler, I don't think it likes you doing that."

"...Is it just me or is that thing getting bigger?" Prowler asked nervously as he backed away from the creature, which was partially concealed by the shadow of the giant plant it was spawned from.

"Hisssss!" another sound from behind the friends came from the darkness, then another, and another.

While examining the creature in front of them, the two pets had not noticed that more sacs were falling from the massive jellybean plants, and more small, black Wadjets were oozing out... and growing at an alarming rate.

"Prowler, look at the white diamonds appearing on their backs. I think I've read about these things before in a storybook, but they've been extinct for a thousand years!" Monty exclaimed as he glanced, terrified, around him.

"This is no time for stories Monty... but for interest's sake, what happened to them?" Prowler asked uneasily as he watched the creatures grow ever larger.

Monty backed up into his friend as the massive black Wadjet-like creatures encircled them.

"Something about the great coconut driving them into the sea with a magical bamboo pipe, or something along those lines... but I don't think we have time for this now, they're closing in!"

The largest creature leveled its head with the two terrified pets, and gazed at them with eyes possessing a depth that echoed the darkness that the two friends felt gripping their hearts...

"Uuuh, how about we... RUN?!?" Monty bellowed. The giant Petpet suddenly lunged forward and opened its mighty jaws. Prowler and Monty saw that inside its gums were metre long fangs, dripping with saliva and an odd black liquid that they guessed was poison. The Wadjet snapped its jaws, trying to bite them, but Monty and Prowler ran across the grass towards Jhudiah's hut.

"Hurry, hurry!" Monty wailed. But more Wadjets came, and soon hundreds of the giant oily black creatures were slithering around the grass. They all hissed and moved forward at an alarming speed, and made a circle around the Tonu and Kougra. Monty and Prowler were trapped, and as the Wadjets hissed and slithered closer, they felt a horrible chill go down their spines.

"Looks like this is it!" Monty gulped.

"Goodbye, Monty," Prowler wept.

Suddenly Monty saw a large rock on the ground. Without thinking, he picked it up, and threw it with all his might at the Wadjet nearest to Jhuidah's hut. The rock flew through the air. The Wadjet saw it coming, and with one angry hiss it quickly slithered out of the way, making a gap in the circle of the monsterous Petpets.

"QUICK, PROWLER!" Monty roared. The two Neopets ran as fast as they could towards the gap. Prowler made it through, and breathed a sigh of relief. But as Monty was running out, the biggest black Wadjet quickly slithered forward and started to coil its huge body around him! Then, with the terrified Neopet trapped, it threw its head forward and sank one of its fangs into the Tonu's shoulder.

"MONTY!" Prowler screamed. The Kougra watched as the black poison from the Wadjet's fang started to sink into the Tonu's body. Monty's eyelids grew heavy, and soon he closed them, and drifted off into unconciousness.

Prowler was frozen in fear. He expected the Wadjets would soon come to him and do the same... but no! To his surprise the biggest Wadjet gently picked Monty up in his mouth, and with a low hiss, the group of Petpets started to slither away. They disappeared into the jungle, and Prowler saw that they were heading for the mountains.

He was soon all alone. What could he do? He knew he couldn't leave his friend, for Monty had saved him. But he couldn't go after the Wadjets, for how could a defenceless Kougra like him defeat hundreds of the biggest Wadjets in Neopia? He needed someone to help him. Someone with great power and magic. Then it came to him... Jhuidah! He tore across the grass, and bounded into her hut. He found her sleeping soundly in a coconut bed. Prowler pounced on her and began shaking her fiercely. "GET UP!" he screeched, "HURRY!"

"Wassamatter?" the Island Faerie mumbled sleepily.

"They took him!" Prowler yelled, "You need to help me! My friend's life is at risk!"

Now Jhuidah was wide awake. "Who took him?" she demanded.

"Hundreds of giant black Wadjets!" Prowler howled.

"Where did they take him?" Jhuidah asked.

"To the mountains!" Prowler answered.

Jhuidah closed her eyes. "Oh no," she whispered.

"What is it?" Prowler asked anxiously.

Jhuidah sighed. "Sit down, and I will explain!" she told him, "Hurry, we don't have much time!"

So the Kougra sat, and Jhuidah began her story. "Long ago, an ancient Petpet came to Mystery Island. It was a HUGE black Wadjet, so big that its head touched the clouds and its body towered over the largest of trees and buildings. No one knew where it came from, or why it was so big, but we all knew one thing. It was very dangerous. I knew why it was here. It wanted to rule Mystery Island, and the island inhabitants to serve it as a god, or else it would devour us all!

There was someone known as the Great Coconut who lived in the island during that time. He was powerful and he could do much magic, so he decided to banish the creature away. With a weapon that he called his Magic Bamboo Pipe, he cast a spell and sent the Wadjet into the mountains and into a chamber, which he locked up with his magic, so that the Wadjet could not get out! But the Great Coconut found out that the Wadjet had laid hundreds of eggs under the ground. Each of them held a tiny Black Wadjet inside it, and if it hatched it would grow to be as big and as powerful as its mother! He could not destroy them, as he did not believe in destroying other living things- only preventing them from doing harm to others.

And so, to save the island from a Black Wadjet invasion, he cast another spell. He magically sealed the eggs in my Cooking Pot, and only the perfect combination of many objects would release them. I never dared let anyone place more than three objects in, for fear the combination would be met, but now, you have done it, and the Wadjets have hatched. You have put Mystery Island in an extreme danger!"

Prowler closed his eyes and a feeling of fright and terrible guilt overwhelmed him. Then he remembered. "When the Wadjets took Monty, they slithered away to the mountains and left me without a scratch!" he cried.

"Yes," Jhuidah said solemnly, "When the great black Wadjet was imprisoned, it called to the eggs one last last time and told them, that when they hatched they needed to catch live prey and poison it, so that it was rendered unconcious. Then they would bring it to her and if she ate it, all her strength would be regained and she would lay thousands more eggs. They would hatch, and soon all Neopia would be covered in Neopet-eating giant black Wadjets! And now the Wadjets have hatched, and found food for their mother. Now they are on their way to take it to her. It seems the food is..."

"Monty!" Prowler gasped, "Oh no! My best friend is going to be eaten by a giant Petpet!"

"Unless..." Jhuidah said quietly.

"Unless what?" Prowler demanded.

"Well, the Great Coconut hid his Magic Bamboo Pipe in one of the walls of the chamber where the great Black Wadjet was imprisoned. If we acquire it, then we could get rid of all the Black Wadjets for good, and save your friend and perhaps all of Neopia!" Jhuidah told him.

"Then let's go!" Prowler urged.

"It'll be very dangerous, and I am not a powerful Faerie," Jhuidah warned, "Are you sure that you want to do this?"

"Anything to save my friend," Prowler answered firmly.

"Alright then! Let's go!" Jhuidah cried.

The island Faerie and Prowler set off for the mountains, both very afraid of what was going to happen...

...Two hours passed as the Faerie and Kougra ran up the mountain. It wasn't very hard to stay on trail because the long marks that the giant Wadjet bodies had left were deep and easy to follow. Prowler's paws hurt, but he couldn't let anything stop him from getting to where Monty was to be eaten. He had to save his best friend.

Jhuidah snuck a side glance at the Kougra who had released the monsters back into Mystery Island. He sure looked sorry enough, but also good at heart. She watched as his muscles strained to pull him up the mountain, sweat beads drizzling down his forehead. Jhuidah spent so much time watching the brave Kougra that, when they came to a ledge, she had to slide on the dust to stop from falling off.

"You ok?" Jhuidah asked Prowler. He nodded but said nothing.

In the distance, almost covered by mist, two dozen of the huge Petpets were slithering across towards a great cave opening. Monty's blue fur was visible between one of their great jaws. Prowler gulped, then found a rock that he could leap down onto and begin climbing down the ledge.

Prowler's paws gripped at the stone, claws scraping at them to hold on. Nothing moved but his heartbeat as he stared over the edge for the next rock. As soon as he had leaped from the first step, Jhuidah had fluttered down beside him. She was smiling.

"Here little Kougra." she said, taking him in her arms. She carried him down the ledge on her wings and landed on the ground with a soft thump.

"Thanks, now lets go save Monty!" Prowler said, charging through the green wetlands they had landed in. Jhuidah followed quickly, hoping they would be in time to save this poor, unfortunate little Tonu. This Monty sure was lucky to have a friend like Prowler.

It took another quarter of an hour to get to a place where they could see the Wadjets. The first one, who held Monty in his jaws, was slithering slowly inside the mouth of the cave. The rest slowly began to follow. Prowler crouched down and padded forward, waiting untill the last black tail had disappeared into the mouth of the cave.

Slowly the two, Kougra and Faerie, made their way towards the cave, soon being embraced by the cool, damp air and the darkness beyond all darkness. But they couldn't turn back now. Prowler needed to save Monty!

Shivering slightly, Prowler stretched out a paw and felt the head of a Wadjet. He leaped back, screaming, only to see gold glint through the air by the Wadjet head concealed by the shadows.

"What? Golden Wadjets!?!" Jhuidah cried. She stepped forward, then gasped.

Then, squinting, Prowler saw that the Wadjet was really...

"Thank goodness!" gasped Prowler. "I was sure we were goners there!"

Jhuidah was looking closely at the golden statue. It was obviously very skillfully crafted. The smith had sculpted every detail of a Wadjet on the statue. It was so well done it COULD have been real, except for the fact it had a medallion around the neck.

"Look at this," said Jhuidah, "there's a sign on this medallion." Prowler looked. It was a coconut with a bamboo flute and a wooden spoon crossed behind it.

"This is Pambo-Pambo's sign!" exclaimed Jhuidah.

"Pambo-Pambo?"

"Yes, the Great Coconut's name was Pambo-Pambo. He must have made this to show us the way to the Flute. See, the Wadjet's tail is pointing down that corridor."

She pointed down a tunnel. Prowler gulped. It was the same tunnel the Wadjet with Monty had gone down.

"Well, anything for Monty," said Prowler nervously. "Let's go!"

"Wait, I'm going to get this medallion first. We might need it." Jhuidah grabbed the medallion and they headed off down the tunnel.

They quietly sneaked through the tunnel, until Prowler and Jhuidah saw that its end lay before them. When they came out, they were in a humongous cavern. Black Wadjets were slithering in from holes all over the cavern. At the far side of the cavern was a raised area. On the top of it was a giant black Wadjet.

It was mammoth, a terrifying sight to behold. The giant Wadjet had horrible white eyes, the same eyes that Prowler had felt gazing upon him earlier that night from the stars. Then Prowler saw the Wadjet that had Monty. It was headed towards the giant Wadjet.

"Hurry! We've got to get there first!" cried Jhuidah.

They dashed around the cavern, getting closer to the mother Wadjet. They sneaked behind her. It was then that Prowler noticed a thick crystal wall behind the Wadjet. In the crystal wall, he could make out a faint outline of the Flute. There was an indentation in the wall that fit the medallion exactly.

"Hurry, Jhuidah, unlock the Flute! I've got to go save Monty!" The Wadjet carrying Monty had laid its prize down before the mother Wadjet. Monty shoved the medallion into Jhuidah's hands and ran up to Monty.

Too late. The Wadjet's giant maw was poised just above Monty's unconscious body. Prowler knew he wouldn't get there in time...

...but Jhuidah's clear call rang through the hall, startling the Queen Wadjet, and jerking her head up to stare at the Island Faerie with malevolent eyes. "Here, Prowler!" A flash of golden brown wood whirred through the air, spiraling up. Time hung suspended as it fell, so slowly. The Wadjets and Prowler watched, frozen, unable to move or think. Just then the Flute finished its fall, and Prowler caught it. The Queen Wadjet gave a wordless howl of rage and bent to bite Monty, which would surely end the blue Tonu's life.

Prowler put the Flute to his lips and blew. It was the sweetest sound he had ever heard, a kind of thrumming and throbbing made up of every note possible. It sang in Prowler's blood and beat in his heart. For a brief moment, he actually felt as if he was the music. Then, to his delight, all the Wadjets had stopped, their eyes half-closed dreamily and swaying to the miraculous sound. And Prowler thought, I have to control it. "Go!"... the word, not spoken but thought, wove into the music and changed the tune, turning it into a lively jig that had the Wadjets slithering out of the cave in an instant, down the mountainside. Go into the ocean, like Pambo-Pambo commanded you thousands of years ago. And they did. He could see their shapes easing away, out of his sight. All except the Queen Wadjet.

She was as harnessed as the rest of her people, but more stubborn and willful. She had an angry fire in her spirit that would not submit to the Flute. Prowler, irritated, stopped blowing and took a breath.

The song broke for just an instant, and in that moment, the Queen Wadjet gained control of herself. She loomed over Prowler, those white eyes glaring down into the depths of his soul. The red Kougra tried to raise the Flute to his lips and couldn't-- he was frozen with utter terror. Monty stirred and groaned, opening one blue eye slowly.

"Prowler?" he whispered.

"Prowler!" Jhuidah shrieked, but this time in warning. The Wadjet's thick black tail swept around and knocked Prowler off his feet, slamming him into the hard stone and stunning him. The Flute skittered out of his grasp and lay on the stone floor, just out of his reach.

The Queen Wadjet raised her tail to deliver the same smashing treatment to the Flute, to break it and their hopes along with it. Prowler tried to move, but something was wrong with his paw, and he could only drag himself toward the Flute. Jhuidah was too far away.

"No!" The shout was from Monty, now fully awake. The blue Tonu flung himself at the Flute as the Queen Wadjet's tail came smashing down...

The Queen Wadjet's tail slammed down on the spot where the Flute lay with such force a cloud of dust rose around the scene. Now Monty, the Flute, and the tail were lost in the dust to Prowler and Jhuidah. Prowler held his breath, praying it would all work out. Somehow...

As the dust cleared, Prowler saw that his prayers had been answered. There was Monty, with the Flute in hand, only inches away from where the Wadjet's tail had hit the ground.

Jhuidah and Prowler cheered, while Monty looked at what he held in astonishment, not even fully aware of the importance of what he had just done.

The Queen, however, would not give in. She loomed in the darkness over Monty, bearing her fangs, ready to finish off the Flute (and her meal) once and for all. She hissed loudly, and the sound echoed off the cavern walls.

Monty was still too groggy from the poison, and stunned from the situation he had woken up to find. However, there was one thing that registered in his clouded mind. Play the flute. So he put the bamboo to his lips and blew.

Another melody, slightly different from the first, sang through the air, and the Queen went back into her half-hypnotic state. Prowler could tell she was fighting it, however. They didn't have much time.

What could he do, though? The Kougra watched the slithering ebony coils, the milky white eyes... and he came up with a drastic plan.

Frantically, he searched for an item, any item. He looked back at the crystal wall, and noticed a section of the wall was cracked, with bits of jagged crystal littering the ground. Prowler snatched up a piece and, without a second thought, sprinted toward the Wadjet.

He reached the giant Wadjet, who was still fighting the music, and began to climb up her coils, heading towards the head.

Meanwhile, Monty below was starting to lose his nerve, as well as his breath. As the music began to waver, he backed away from the Wadjet.

But that's when he looked up and saw Prowler, who was only a few feet away from the serpent's head, carrying a crystal shard. It was as if he were suddenly in on Prowler's plan, understanding exactly what he should do.

Monty continued to back away, but towards the entrance of the cave. New hope and determination strengthened the Flute's tune.

Prowler was now standing precariously on the Queen's giant head. He was edging toward her face, when suddenly he slipped and stomped on her snout!

The creature was instantly snapped from her trance, and became very aware of the Neopet that was standing right before those horrid eyes.

Prowler froze under her gaze. Monty stopped playing. Jhuidah gasped.

For a second, all was silent. Then Prowler, acting purely out of instinct, plowed the sharp crystal into the Queen Wadjet's eyes. His deed done, Prowler slid back down to safety, running to join his friend, and beckoning Jhuidah to follow him.

The Wadjet had been blinded, and was now in a spiting rage. She hissed threateningly at the three of them, who now stood just outside the cave. Her forked tongue shot out, sniffing for the creatures who had blinded her, and she began to slither in their direction.

As the Queen reached the entrance, she lunged... and Prowler, Monty, and Jhuidah dived to the side, leaving the great monster to fall unknowingly down a cliff to her doom.

"She is gone," Jhuidah stated in shock. Then, as what had happened set in, a smile spread across her face, and she turned to Prowler. "She is gone!" Prowler grinned back, and the two embraced, relief overwhelming them.

"Uh," started a voice beside them. They turned to see Monty with a confused look on his face. "What just happened?"

"Go Jhuidah!" Monty cheered as Jhuidah cleared the limbo bar with ease. It was the next day in the village, where the citizens of Mystery Island were celebrating the downfall of the Wadjets.

"Well," he said, turning to Prowler, who was munching on a froozle, "I guess we're heroes now!"

Prowler nodded. "Yeah. It's funny when you think about it. I mean, we caused all this trouble in the first place!"

"Shh!" Monty replied hurridly, making the grass skirt around his waist slip an inch, "They don't have to know that, right?"

His Kougra buddy grinned. "Yeah. I mean, our vacation just got a whole lot better. And for once, I don't think we should mettle with it!"

The End