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"Snow on Mystery Island" by juggal3tt3j
He padded down to the Harbour and hopped onto a nearby vessel while no one was looking. He knew the island like the back of his paw and he already knew the island itself didn’t have the solution for its imaginary problem, so he knew he’d have to travel around Neopia to be the hero Mystery Island needed. At least that would be what he saw in his own minds eye as he wasn’t technically allowed to leave the island without his parents, but the ship was docked on the Mystery Island port so technically he hadn’t left the island. He’d just pretend to go and find water, and then imagine how grateful everyone would be and how everyone would know his name! He pretended to steer the vessel north for a while, then he decided to head below decks while his imaginary crew took care of the grunt work. Tab climbed onto the plush bed in the Captain’s room and helped himself to some gooseberries that whoever the real Captain was had sitting on the table. While daydreaming, Tab didn’t notice the vessel had started sailing. It wasn’t until he heard the crew yelling something about masts that he realized anyone else had even come aboard. He headed above deck to see what was happening. As Tab reached the deck, he knew he was in trouble. He could see the top of Techo Mountain in the distance, but everything else he saw was the clear blue ocean. The vessel had already made its departure from Mystery Island. “What’s this?!” A booming voice made Tab jump a mile. “Looks like we have a stowaway Mates!”.




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