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Chapter 11 – Fladoodle Fruit Tree

Sam and Freddie found Carly sitting on a rock crying. They ran over and sat down next to her to comfort her.

"What's the matter Carly?" Sam asked patting Carly on the back.

"I'm just frustrated. We're stranded on a deserted island when we could be in Hawaii having the vacation of our lives. Spencer's WLD has kicked in and my two best friends are sitting there laughing while I'm asking them for help."

Sam and Freddie looked at each other guiltily.

"We're sorry Carls," Sam told her.

"Ya. We didn't mean to hurt you. We just thought it was funny."

"Just because we're stranded doesn't mean we can't have fun."

Carly wiped away her tears, "You guys are right. I'm the one who should be sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you like that. Like I said, I was just frustrated. And I admit it is a pretty funny name."

"Now there's the Carly I know! We should go…" But before Sam could finish the Native Americans came charging toward them. Before they had the chance to run away each of the kids was picked up by a native American and tied up. They were carried away to the area where they had found Spencer. Now Spencer was there too.

"Hey! What's the big idea!" Carly shouted as one of the Indians tied her up.

"Ya! Why do you want to get rid of us so bad!" Sam yelled.

"Because of this nincompoop!" Big M said pointing to Spencer.

"Nincompoop? Who says that! Anyway, what did Spencer do?" Sam asked.

"Haha that's a funny word! Its like nincom and then poop! Hahaha." Spencer said in his loopy tone.

"What's the matter with him. He sounds like a drunken hobo."

"Long story. We'll tell you after you let us go. What did Spencer do?"

"He burned down our fladoodle fruit tree!"

"What in the name of ham is a fladoodle fruit? I thought I made that up when we tried to get rid of Mandy."

"The fladoodle fruit is the greatest of all fruits. The reason it is so important is because it contains all the same nutrients as meat. Since we are unable to find meat on this island, we only had that one fladoodle fruit tree and your friend Spencer burned it down!"

"Haha. Funny man said my name. Funny man also said fladoodle! Fuuunnnyyy woooorrrddd!" Spencer remarked.

"Wait a minute, what do you mean theres no meat. Theres a pond full of fish on the other side of the island!" Freddie said remembering the pond him and Sam had gotten fish from.

"What? There is! No. This is a trick. You just want to be let free."

"No hes telling the truth! I saw it myself! If you let us go we will show you the pond." Carly promised.

"You guys are such idiots! You've been living on this island how long?" Sam asked.

"For many moons and many suns our ancestors searched for a place to live. There were about 6 members of the Walatepa tribe. They were lost at sea until they found this island. Soon they decided that in order for their tribe to go on for more generations they had to…"

"Woah there! All I asked was how long you've lived here. I didn't ask for a lecture on the circle of life."

"Ok we've been here all of our lives."

"All your lives! You've lived here your whole life and you didn't know there were fish on the other side of this island?!"

"We thought there might be danger so we decided not to leave.

"What kind of Native Americans are you! What were you planning on doing to us anyway?"

"We were planning on making you hunt wild animals. We had to risk your lives. We thought that our lives are more valuable than yours."

"Thanks." They all said sarcastically.


"Wow this place is amazing!" The chief said gazing in awe at the waterfall leading to the pond with the fish. How can we ever repay you!"

"You can help us cure Spencer," Carly said immediately. While Carly explained the situation Spencer was in to the Native Americans, Sam and Freddie came up with a plan to cure him.

"Ok here's the plan," Sam said drawing a diagram in the sand with a stick, "There are twelve of us and we will be split in half. First team will build the raft to get us off the island. Second team will cure Spencer. Who here is good at preparing for a dangerous journey?"

"Big M!" the Indians shouted.

"Alright Big M you will be in charge of getting our raft ready. Your team is Lonewa, Jack, Carly, Olawa, and Makia. Everyone else is with me. Ready? Break!"