Kylie's POV... I was sitting at the juice bar with Zack and Bailey. "Its all my fault London left." Bailey said. "No its not, she hated a lot of things on this boat besides you." Zack said. "That came out wrong." He said in realisation. "Ya think?" I asked, rolling my eyes. "Here Bailey, this will cheer you up! I ordered it just for you, its a seaweed smoothie with a broccoli boost!" Cody said, coming over to us. "We want her to cheer up, not throw up!" Zack exclaimed. I nodded in agreement. I watched as Mr Moseby and Miss Tutweiler walk into each other. "Will you please pace to your right?" Moseby asked her. "This is my right, and if you meant your right, then you should have said your right and I would've done it right, alright?" She exclaimed. Moseby got a call and all of the sudden the boat made a sharp turn causing us all to stumble. Cody accidentally threw the smoothie at Moseby's face, causing us all to laugh. "Told you my smoothie would cheer her up" Cody said smiling. "Okay, the whole class is here exept for Zack Martin and Kylie Meyers." Tutweiler announced. "Get used to that." Cody exclaimed. Zack and I ran up behind Tutweiler. "Here!" We said in sync, making her jump and drop her cards. "Sorry we over slept." I explained. "We were in biology class." Cody stated. "Exactly." Zack said. "Anyway, this unscheduled stop to look for London on this tropical island presents us with an unique educational opportunity." Tutweiler stated. "We're gonna learn how to surf?" Zack asked. "Yeah, cowabunga! Hang eleven!" Woody exclaimed, pretending to surf. "It's hang ten." I corrected him. "Not when you've got eleven toes." Woody said. "You've got six toes on one foot?" I asked surprised. "No. Eight and three." Woody said. Cody, Bailey and I went over to the other side of the class leaving Woody alone. "I meant a opportunity to study the history of the island." Tutweiler said. "Now Parrot Island was colonized by-" "By the British, at the tail end of age of exploration." Bailey said, cutting her off. "Well, to be more precise-" Tutweiler started again. "1762, Wednesday, around lunch." Cody said, also cutting her off. "Thank you." Tutweiler said. "Well let's take a look at this beautiful lush paradise." We all walked out onto the deck and saw mostly nothing but dirt and rocks. "Whoa, I've got more green between my seventh and eighth toe." Woody exclaimed, causing us all to take a large step away from him. ********** We were all standing on Parrot Island listening to Tutweiler talk. "Now the reason that this island is a popular tourist destination-" Tutweiler started. We all watched as a tumbleweed went blowing by. "Or was." She corrected herself. "Is because of the rare Parrot species Persephilous Incilous-" "Which was not indigenous to these islands." Cody interrupted her again. "It was introduced to this habitat by explorers on their way back from the new world." Bailey added. "Cody, Bailey, you're teaching my class, again." Tutweiler pointed out. "My point is that this Parrot is best known for its beautiful plumage and unique mating call." Miss Tutweiller said. "Ha beat ya." "She left out eat's gawk seeds." Bailey said. Tutweiler shot her a glare causing her to shut up. "Now that we're ashore, we operate on the buddy system," Tutweiler said. "Now, choose your buddy." Cody rushed over to Bailey while Zack rushed over to me. "Hey buddy." He said smiling. We hooked arms and started walking around. ********** I was sitting down cross-legged on the ground when we heard a pig snort. "Look! Where did that little piggy come from?!" Bailey asked running over to the pig. "That's what the doctor said when he saw my eight toe." Woody exclaimed making me give him a disgusted look. "Don't wanna know." I said, kneeling down next to the pig. "Are you lost? Here, I have something for you." Bailey said, talking to the pig. She took out some nuts and fed them to the pig. "Here Bailey, this rope'll work as a leash." I said, handing her a rope. "Thanks, Kylie!" She said taking it. Bailey loosely wrapped it around the pigs neck. "Awe, he's so sweet! You know, he reminds me of-" "Breakfast?" Zack asked. "Football?" Cody asked. "Y'all hush up! He reminds me of my pet pig from back on the farm. Sir Snortalot and I were best friends. Then one day I woke up and he wasn't there anymore. I got really worried, but momma told me he moved to the big city." Bailey said. "I'm going to call you Porkers." "Mr. Moseby is not back with London yet and the boat leaves in an hour. I'm going to go find them!" Tutweiler stated as she walked away. "Since it's partly my fault London left, I'll go look too." Bailey said. "Me too!" Zack said. "So will I!" Cody said. "I guess I'll go too." I said with a sigh. "Great, then we'll use the buddy system. You guys go that way and Woody and I will go this way" Bailey said. "Great." I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes. They walked off and we started searching for London and my uncle. Cody and I started running around the island looking for them. "I don't think I can go any farther," I exclaimed leaning against a wall gasping for air. "So you can continue searching without me. I'll search over here." I said, pointing to a walkway. He nodded and continued to run around the island. I tripped over my shoe lace and landed on my face. Why did I have to be so clumsy? "Wait a minute." I said standing up. "Do I smell-" "Pie?" A man asked. "Exactly. Oh, hi mister..." I said hoping he would give me his name. "The names Simms." he said. "Right. I'm looking for a friend..." I said. "Aren't we all?" He asked smiling. "No, no, no, you didn't let me finish. I'm looking for a friend, London Tipton. I was wondering if you knew where she was?" I asked hopefully. "Ah, yes, I'll call a taxi. TAXI!" He called. All of the sudden he was wearing a taxi uniform. "Right this way." He said leading me toward a carriage. I sighed and climbed into it. He paddled his bike about a few feet before stopping. "Here we are, that'll be ten dollars." He said. I groaned and threw a ten dollar bill at him. "Kylie!" London, Bailey, Moseby, and Woody cried in sync. Simms opened the cell and I walked in to hug everyone. I was about to hug Woody, but I stopped myself and gave him a knuckle touch instead. Simms closed the door behind me and I froze when I heard the noise. I whipped around. "What did I do?" I demanded, starting to panick. "Your obviously a friend of London's." He replied. I ran over to the door and held onto the bars. "You gotta let me outta here!" I begged. "Sorry, no can do." He said before leaving. ********** I was pacing back and forth inside of the cell. "None of this would have happened if you hadn't wanted me to room with little Miss cow cake." London said. "It's cow pie. And know instead of being roommates we're cellmates. Does that make you happy little Miss covered in diamonds?" Bailey asked. "Is that an insult? Because that sounded pretty good to me!" London said. "Kylie!" Zack exclaimed. I turned and saw him outside of the window. "Zack! Woody, lift me up!" I said. "I knew my piggram would work! That's how we delivered mail in Kettlecorn til 1995!" Bailey exclaimed. "Let me guess. Your phone was two cans and a piece of string?" London asked. "How did you guys all wind up in here?" Zack asked. "Its a long story." I admitted. "Can we save the chitchat for later?" Cody asked. "You have to break us out of here. Did you bring the proper tools?" Moseby asked hopefully. "No unfortunately the prison-break-out store was closed." Cody said sarcastically. "Improvise people!" I haven't changed my outfit in four hours!" London exclaimed. I jumped off of Woody's back. "You know these bars look seam a little lose. I might be able to get in if I had-" Zack started. "A crowbar?" Simms asked. "Exactly. Thanks." Zack replied. "You're quiet welcome." Simms said. "Ooh, busted." I exclaimed. Simms brought Zack and Cody into the cell. "What part of rescuering don't you understand?" London asked. "All of it! Its either rescuer or rescuing." Moseby corrected. "Well you're not good at eitherer." London said. The ship's horn sounded. "The ship leaves in ten minutes!" I said, starting to panick. "Constable Simms! Constable Simms!" Moseby called, causing Simms to come in. "I'm trying to teach a private class." Simms said. "Simms if you let us out of here now I will arrange for Tipton Industries to make full reparation for scaring of the parrots and cutting down the tress." Moseby promised. "That's what your father did? That's terrible! I know I would be mad if someone came to Kettlecorn, took all the corn and just left us with the kettle. No wonder you put us in jail!" Bailey said. "Bailey shut up!" I said before Simms left. "That's it. We're going to die in here." Moseby said. "Oh no." Bailey said. Porkers came trotting in. "Porkers! We're saved!" "Why does he have a law degree?" Moseby asked. "No, but he can get the keys." Bailey stated. We rushed to the door. "Go to the desk open the draw and bring the master key to me." "And bring me a decaf not fat latte with extra foam!" London exclaimed. "Bailey you can't possibly believe that this animal understands you." I said. Porkers when over to the desk. "The keys are in the draw on the left." Bailey told him. Porkers grunted. "Not that draw, the one on the left!" "Not your left, her left!" I stated. "What about my latte?" London asked. Porkers started making her latte. "Forget the latte, bring the keys!" Moseby called. Porkers threw the keys to Bailey and she caught them. "Nice throw!" Bailey said. She unlocked the door and we all got out. The boats horn sounded again. "We have five minutes if we run we can just make it!" Cody exclaimed. We ran out of the jail and through the town. "Hey wait look at these postcards!" Bailey said stopping. We ran back to her. "You can send postcards from the next port!" Zack said. "No, I mean, look at how lush and beautiful this island use to be!" Bailey said. "And now it's a dump!" London stated. "Let's get out of here!" "It's a dump because your father ruined it." Bailey said. "He should fix it." "She's right it's that tip of corporate greed that's ruining the environment" Cody said. "Wow this place really did used to be beautiful." London exclaimed. "Yes and we can all be sad about it on the boat." Moseby said. "We've still got time." I said. "And now that it's not beautiful daddy doesn't care anymore." London said. "Kind of like his first four wives." "You know London, if you payed to replant the island, maybe the parrots would come back." Cody said. "And the islanders would be so great full and they might put your picture on their coins." I added. "Do you really think so?" London asked. "Then I could flip myself to see what shoes I should wear!" "Halt! Your surrounded!" Simms called, catching up with us. "By just you?" Woody asked. "Pretty much." Simms replied. "How about I help you replant the trees by writing you a check for ten million dollars?" London suggested. "That would work." Simms said. London wrote a check and handed it to him. "And feel free to use some of it to buy yourself some new pants" London said. We all ran back to the boat and made it just in time.