Epilogue
As they sat around in Eric's kitchen after their adventure, Neal making sandwiches and Julie applying makeup, Eric decided it was time to clear up a few things.
"I think it's time we clear up a few things," he said. "First, what was the deal with Goffrey?"
A strange girl walked into the kitchen and helped herself to a sandwich. "Well, you know how there are usually characters in Droon that appear useless at first but ultimately help save the day? Well, I thought it would be amusing to have one who appeared useless and actually turned out to be useless. He had another purpose as well, but I didn't have a chance to work that in," she said, then took a bite of the sandwich. "Say, Neal, these are pretty good."
Julie was the first to recover. "Hey! That's the narrator!" she exclaimed.
"Er, yes," the narrator replied, and fled before the characters could lynch-mob her.
"Well, that was weird."
"Mhmph," Neal agreed, making a new sandwich to replace the one that had been stolen.
"The other thing I wanted to clear up was…" Eric continued, "Well. If Jason is now in Droon, and it was him after the microphone all along, where's Sparr?"
"Well, Sparr must have masterminded the whole thing," said Julie, "Seeing as the Ninns were involved and all."
"He could be here," said Neal, bringing the plate of sandwiches over to the table. He sounded startlingly casual. "Yeah, he's probably here in the Upper World."
"But you know what that means, don't you?" Julie exclaimed, aghast. "There's going to be…"
All three exchanged glances of dread and chorused, in tones of identical horror…
"A sequel!"
– Fin –