The Great Candied Adventure

A Flavor That Ends All Others

Welcome, mine satchuan. Stories we go.

Chapter 4: A Flavor That Ends All Others

Sunny Day

It became nighttime by the time they set sail from the desert. The Sunny Day still felt vibrant, as the eyes of the raccoon keel emitted dim lights that shined forward, and several torches were alit around the ship, too. The sky was glistened with stars and a crescent moon, and the seas were very calm. Sheila was lain back on the keel with her right foot dangling over, and most of the friends could barely stay awake. There were very little sounds beside the calm waves, and they were so soothing. Combined with the gentle chill of the guiding breeze, they couldn't ask for a more perfect atmosphere.

With everyone else mostly laying on the deck, Kirie was swimming in the ocean, resurfacing by the starboard and signing up, When's Chris gonna be done with our food?

"Pretty soon, I hope." Haruka replied. "Be careful down there, Kirie. It's dangerous swimming in the ocean at night."

I'm looking for mermaids! Kirie beamed. Don't worry, they'll come to my rescue if I'm captured! She dove beneath.

In the ship's kitchen, Chris was using firebending to cook burgers in a pan, while turkey and steak were heating in the oven. "Why'd I get to be cook, anyway. I don't know anything about culinary. Panini probably does, though. That's her name, heheh."

In a lower laboratory, Artie used a welding torch to fix wires in mechanical gloves. "If I can just acquire some solar panels to fuel these gloves with the sun's energy, it can increase the strength of Sheila's fists tenfold." A few more sparks. "Arrgh... I think a few of the deeper wires are unadjusted."

"Let me help." Haylee offered, pulling out a Shrink Sweet. She munched the sour treat and shrunk down to jellybean size. Artie placed her into the glove as she crawled through the wires and carefully readjusted them using her own welding torch. "Huff, huff. I think it's good."

"Way to go, Hayl." Artie said as his sister crawled out of the glove. He laid down a Growth Gum for her to grow back to normal size.

"Hmmm..." Harry stared out a window in thought.

"Maybe I'll finish the rest tomorrow." Artie figured. "What're you staring at, Hair?"

"Ah wonder... just what good is a singer in a pirate crew, anyway?"

"Well, you entertain us with silly raps! He he!" Haylee grinned.

"Yeah, but... compared to what you guys do, how much am I needed?"

"What, you help us." Haylee noted. "And singers are the life of the crew, you're totally needed."

"Siiigh..."

"Aw, quit worrying about it, Harry." Artie said. "You know that whole deal where everybody is equally important. ...I don't have the emotional knowledge to explain it, so why don't we go up and eat."

Kirie climbed back onto deck by the time Chris came out with steaming burgers and steak, all placed on a wide plate like waiters carry in restaurants. "Oooorder up." He called.

Harry claimed one of the burgers and munched the first bite. "Bluch. Still feels too squishy."

"Told you I wasn't a chef."

Sheila grabbed a turkey leg and bit a large piece off. "Food is food, I got no complaints, Mate."

"You know what I'd like to eat?" Haylee asked, eating part of the steak. "A Blurpleberry Supreme. But I won't."