It was a dark and stormy night. Lightning lit up the sky and crashed around. A little, gray bunny hid under her covers, cowering in fear at the storm. He tossed and turned. He looked out the window at the full moon. He then put her head under her pillow, praying he'd fall asleep and dawn would come. Storms scared the poor bunny.
By his bed was a small dog named Blueberry. He was - well, a blue dog who liked blueberries. Blueberry sat beside the bunny's bed, sound asleep. Blueberry wore a sword on his back.
On the other side of the room was a blue cat with a blue collar named Rivercat. She was fast asleep, on her orange mat.
A floorboard in the hallway creaked. Blueberry kept sleeping, and so did Rivercat.
Worthless pets! The gray bunny thought. Aren't they supposed to protect me from things?
The bunny wanted to wear a sword, but it was confiscated from him because he didn't pay gems to be able to buy everything in Jamaa. In fact, a lot of items were taken from him.
The door opened. Something growled. It was a coyote! Coyotes ate rabbits, and this coyote sure looked hungry.
"Stay back!" The rabbit tried to look scary. "I'm warning you!"
The rabbit turned on the lamp. The coyote was red with orange swirls, a red leaf necklace, a yellow legendary glove and a Founders' Hat, passed down to him by his great-great-great-great-great (many greats later) grandfather, who was a Founder of Jamaa.
"TT!" The gray bunny gasped. "What are you doing here?"
The coyote looked at the gray rabbit. "I'm hungry, got any noodles?"
"Sorry, fresh out," the gray rabbit sighed.
TT gasped. "All out of noodles?!" He shouted. "That's horrible! Truly horrible!"
"Sorry, but I couldn't get to town lately-"
"It's bad luck not to have noodles," said TT in a bit of a deadly voice. Thunder boomed, a deafening crash.
"I'll get you noodles tomorrow," the rabbit promised.
"I need noodles now," TT panted, "I've had enough bad luck already! I've learnt a horrible story of 'The Map Maker'..."
"Wait," the gray rabbit put a paw up, "isn't 'The Map Maker' named Speedyproud or somethin'?"
"No, he makes signs," TT corrected.
TT walked out of the room, and the gray rabbit followed. TT looked in the gray rabbit's fridge, cupboard, under the sink, and more. No noodles.
"Sorry, TT," the rabbit apologized once more.
"GreatShot..." TT sighed. "Noodles are my faith. If I lose noodles, I get bad luck! I haven't had any noodles for..." he counted in his mind. "3 days!"
"Can you tell me about 'The Map Maker'?" GreatShot asked.
Blueberry and Rivercat trotted into the kitchen, beings their owner was out there, too.
"I will," TT nodded, "but it's a scary story."
"Hey, hey, hey!" Blueberry said, "no scary stories 'round bedtime!"
"Be quiet, Blueberry," came a new voice. A dog came out from under TT's hat. It jumped down onto the flooring. "I wanna hear this. Besides, TT's idea of 'scary' isn't...well...what you'd define as 'scary'."
"Hey!" TT protested. "I have a scary definition of 'scary', Drover!"
Drover pulled out a laptop. "Your 'Horror Video' you posted on YouTube. I watched it, it's not scary at all."
Blueberry, Rivercat, GreatShot, Drover and TT huddled around the computer and watched the video.
"Er, pretty scary..." GreatShot said cautiously. He shook his head. "Nevermind. Let's begin the story."
"Okay," TT nodded. "It all begins here...."
- - -
Chapter Two:
The Mystery Of The Map Maker (Part 1)
"Once upon a time in Jamaa lived a little octopus," TT began. "The octopus was named Canyoncloud. Canyoncloud wore red goggles, black wings and a lifeguard whistle-"
"Scary appearance," Rivercat joked.
"You're a scary appearance," Blueberry growled.
"Quiet, let me continue!" TT snapped. He continued. "Canyoncloud lived a good life. He was friends with a dolphin named Cleverspirit. They played together every day in the oceans, and got closest to land as they could. A few times, they managed to walk on land - er, more like float over land - and discovered Jamaa.
"Unfortunately, one day, Cleverspirit disappeared. Canyoncloud was full of grief for a long time. He missed Cleverspirit-"
"Please! Not a sad story!" Blueberry gasped. He began to wail.
"Er," Rivercat put her tail over Blueberry's mouth. "Blueberry gets kinda emotional sometimes...Keep going, TT."
"I wanna tell the story from here!" Drover insisted.
"No, Drover! I'm telling it," TT snapped.
"I wanna tell it!"
"Me!"
"I am!"
"JUST PLAY ROCK, PAPER SCISSORS FOR IT!" GreatShot yelled.
Drover, not being able to do anything but "paper" did "paper". TT did "rock".
"Dang!" TT sighed.
"You know I can only do 'paper', TT," Drover laughed.
"Well, sorry," TT rolled his eyes.
- - -
Chapter Three:
The Mystery Of The Map Maker (Part 2)
"So," Drover said, "I'll take over.
"After Cleverspirit vanished, Canyoncloud began making maps to be able to find Cleverspirit. He wanted to find his friend and put an end to his grief. He set up in some Lost Ruins, and got to work. He managed to make several maps.
"One day while he was searching Jamaa, some Jammasians wanted to buy his maps. He sold them, and used the leftover maps. Eventually, ever Jammasian had one.
"Then, when Canyoncloud thought he had located Cleverspirit, he disappeared as well...er, the-end."
The group looked at TT.
"What?" TT asked.
"Why do you call that scary?" GreatShot asked.
"When he disappeared," TT looked at the rabbit, "that was scary!"
