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"The Not-So-Great Terror Mountain Expedition" by gumgum101230
Every second we climbed, I wanted to turn back. But I couldn’t let Kyle know that. He was always about adventure: the danger, the risk, the reward. The unknown.
Back home on Mystery Island, I never took any risks. I brushed and flossed my teeth every night, I always left way before I had to be anywhere. It was Kyle who always had the crazy ideas. He was the one who convinced me to get a Spotted paint job for a while, and to enroll in the Mystery Island Training School. Now, we were on another adventure-- a pointless adventure with little hope for success.
Our adventure began when Kyle burst through the door, into my room. He was panting, but there was a gleam in his eye that told me he had yet another of his crazy plans. He was a yellow Kyrii, and he practically bounced up and down as he spoke.
“Al,” He began. “Snowager, Al.” He threw his arms up as if he had just unveiled a mystery of the universe. He collapsed into one of my beanbag chairs while I stared at the floor.
“The Snowager?” I repeated dumbly.
“YES,” He grinned and raised his eyebrows. “Think about Al, he’s gotta have treasure in there, man! He’s a giant ice… thingy. He has to have treasure! And, here’s the important thing, Al. People go in, and they only grab one thing. One thing, Al! We can go in, and just, like, take as much as we can carry!”
I wish I could say I put up more of a fight, but within the hour I was packing a heavy coat, galoshes, and getting tickets for the earliest ship to Terror Mountain.
The initial trek was a breeze. “All we have to do,” Kyle had said, “is walk through Happy Valley, climb a small rock wall into the Ice Caves, and make our way through to the Snowager’s Lair.”
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