A/N: December is coming to an end and I've enjoyed writing this, even though it's gotten in the way of some things. A new Challenge is up for 2018. I'll be updating my profile soon with where you can find the details! It will be posted here on but it may or may not be related to Animal Jam. I'm still deciding on whether or not to make it entirely Little House on the Prairie or a mix of all the categories I love...but enough talk about that. Read this short little chapter and tell me what you think :D


Gallant Jellyscout traced the icy horizon with his eyes. It all seemed strange to him that such a flat-seeming world was round, and even then, there was still so much to be explored. He dreamed of discovering a new land one day, but he knew that may never happen. Nobody dared venture beyond what they knew of Jamaa - things out there would always be unpredictable. Maybe the phantoms lived there, and just like the ones that had saved him the other day, wanted to be a part of Jamaa, too.

He sure hoped they'd be accepted. After all, they were only misunderstood, weren't they?

"I hope I'll see you guys again," he said out loud.

"See who again?" a voice boomed from behind.

Gallant, startled, jumped up.

Rushing was staring at him with a bewildered look on his face. "What did you mean, you hoped you'd see someone again? Who were you talking about? Tell me the truth, now, okay?"

"Oh, just a Jammer I met while in the blizzard," Gallant said, hoping it would cover up the truth. "He and his friends helped me find my way back to everyone else. They didn't seem to be from Jamaa, that's all. I was just hoping I'd meet them again one day."

Rushing raised an eyebrow. "Hm, okay," he said, though Gallant knew he didn't truly believe him. Then he turned around. "It's getting dark. Why don't we, uh...head back inside?"

Gallant felt relief cascade through him. "Yeah, let's go."

Sooner or later, however, he knew he'd have to find a different way to patch up the secret.


"You're telling me you don't know a single thing about any phantoms?" Medieval said, his eyes wide.

Incredible shook his head. If he finds out, we're going to be dead. "No, I...look, Medieval, I have no idea what you're talking about! Why would we encounter phantoms in Jamaaliday Rescue, and then having them save our lives? I think you're losing your mind here. Maybe your children encountered someone who had an overload of phantom plushies. Maybe they encountered a weird-looking Jammer and his or her friends. I swear to Mira and Zios that there were no such thing as phantoms."

Medieval scowled. "Then tell me - how did you get back to us all...not-frozen?"

Oops. "I...made a fire? I just...I just woke up not frozen."

"You're questioning your own actions on that unforgettable night?"

"No, Medieval!" Incredible snapped. "I can't remember everything that happened that night. Maybe I just woke up 'not frozen'!"

"So you found out Wild was dead, then you returned with everyone perfectly fine, you don't know a thing, you can't remember anything you did? You know something, Incredible, and I'm going to find out sooner or later - "

"No, no, no. No, you are not. Get out. Now," Incredible interrupted. "Get out of this den. Don't argue with a moderator."

Medieval seemed shocked. "I just want to find something behind what - "

"If it was a penguin plushie hiding inside that box, you'd think it was a penguin, wouldn't you?"

"No, I wouldn't!"

"Yes, you would. You've already gone too far. I don't like arguing with my friends, but I need you to leave now. Now."

Medieval scowled again, spun around, and stormed out the door.


A/N: Forget it, Medieval...you'll never find out :P secrets are secrets :)