Alice's life feels like a complete wreck. Every day she is bullied and dealing with physical - and mental - scars. Her lone solace is a simple computer game, Poptropica. One day she enters the game and her life changes forever... especially when she...
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It was all Louisa. The hooded person who approached me before I entered Astro Knights... the one who tried to grab me on Nabooti Island... Fierce Fox's temporary voice on Reality TV... I saw it now. But why would she do that? How did she get in contact with Zeus? How did she find me? How was she able to stay in Poptropica?How did she get to Poptropica at all, for that matter? I sighed. Louisa was dead... it didn't feel real. Now I'd never find the answers... And of course, I had more questions. It made me tired and stressed to think about all this. I just hoped everyone was okay.
"Alice," Fierce Fox's voice appeared near my head. "Hey, Alice."
I was in a cute little bedroom. The doona is black with colourful firework patterns, matching the pillow. The sheets are white, like the wall. Or what I could see of the wall. It's covered in posters of things like, 'TAX CUT ISLAND'- that's obviously from Mocktropica Island- as well as 'DREAM BIG' posters. There are a few locked crates and shelves holding maps and action figures. The floor's a soft, grey carpet.
"Where are we?" I asked, looking around.
"My room," Fierce Fox answered, scratching the back of her head. "On Home Island. I... come here when I'm not on island quests and stuff. You were kinda dazy, so I brought you here."
"Whoa..." I observed the room. I didn't know Fierce Fox had a room! "Nice room. Way more interesting than mine." I got to my feet, feeling energy rush to my limbs. I stared at the posters. "Are those from Mocktropica Island?"
"Family gifts," Fierce Fox answered gruffly. "They send stuff sometimes. Money. Posters. Like I care about that." She frowned. "Whatever. Betcha wanna know what happened with the prophecy and all that, right?" I nodded unsteadily. "Alright. So, there was this massive explosion, and we were freed. We didn't know where you were. Then this goddess- Athena, I think- showed up and told us Zeus had been defeated. She said you'd gone back to your world. She said well done and all that, then we went our separate ways. Though we're keeping in contact over you."
"Oh," I said, chewing my lip. "Well... I'm glad everything worked out." I was enthralled everyone was okay and this prophecy business was finally over. Happiness suddenly burned within me like a fire. A smile spread on my lips. I hugged Fierce Fox. She leaned back in surprise.
"Alright," she grumbled, though I could see her grin. "Let's not get carried away. We've got an island to complete, remember?"
"I know, I know," I replied, backing away. "Just one more question." Fierce Fox sighed. "What happened to Louisa? Y'know... the girl that... died."
Fierce Fox raised her brow. "I've got no idea," she said. "Maybe you should ask that Underworld god... what's his name... Hades, right? Yeah, ask him."
I sighed and pouted. "Alright. Let's go to Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory."
It snows on Charlie and the Chocolate Factory Island, but I didn't feel cold. I tugged at my grey scarf regardless. A blond boy with pale skin was hanging outside the candy store. His name's Charlie Bucket, and he loves chocolate. A lot. He'd do anything for a Wonka Bar, but he didn't have any money. So Fierce Fox and I went to get him some money.
