The Plantar Sisters

by jawmax

When beings outside of time change the past the Calamity Trio are sent to Amphibia as babies. Raised by the Planter family the girls grow up not knowing what they are or where they come from. The adventure begins again with the stakes raised as time itself in the balance.

17. The Search & Bizarre Bazaar

Chapter 17: The Search/ Bizarre Bazaar

The Search

It was a pleasant day in Wartwood and Sprig was excited or he would have been if he didn't know what his big sisters were planning. "I can't believe you two aren't coming on the annual family fishing trip!"

"We were looking forward to it too Sprig. We were even going to test Marcy's new glider." Anne said coming onto the dock.

"I still think unless we can find lighter materials anyone heavier than a frog would just crash." Marcy rechecked some calculations.

"Flying? What a great way to spy on my enemies." Polly began to laugh evilly.

"Good, at least Sprig will have that to save Sylvia." Ghost Anne breathed a sigh of relief.

"But Maddie said she got the ingredient she was missing for a spell that will track Sasha down! This could be our best chance to find her. The three of us will join you next year."

Then Ghost Anne looked worried. "Still, I don't think the Grime will be willing to just his protégé go."

"I hope they can find a peaceful solution this time." Ghost Sasha agreed.

"Why didn't you say that earlier!" I'll come with you!" Sprig said.

Anne placed her hand on her little brother's shoulder. "Not this time, we know how important this trip is to you and Hop Pop."

"Don't worry about us." Marcy added. "Not only is Maddie joining us but so is Ivy, and we're taking Bessie."

"Well, okay. Your right. This trip is our special time and that's never going to change." Sprig said with a smile.

"Hello children." It was Sylvia and, Ivy and Maddie were right behind her. "I am so glad I get to join in on this boat trip!"

"Hey Sprig!" Both Maddie and Ivy said.

"Hey Sylvia." Anne said.

"You're coming too?" Polly asked.

"Oh, hey Sylvia." Sprig said reluctantly. If it weren't for the bomb Sylvia dropped Sprig would be sweating buckets with both his crush and the girl that he still hadn't broken up with yet standing in front of him. "Has anyone seen Hop Pop?"

"Morning kids!" Hop Pop said wearing fancy sailing clothes. "Ready for the brisk open waters? Ahoy there." He said to Sylvia.

"Sorry Hop Pop Marcy and I can't come. But if Maddie's spell works, we'll be bringing Sasha home today!" Anne said.

"We from what Ivy and Felicia told me about your sister I look forward to meeting her." Sylvia said. "Any one raise by such a dreamy frog must be a delight!"

She and Hop Pop giggled. "Just be careful." Hop Pop said. "Come my dear I'll show you around the boat.

"How lovely."

"Bye Grandma! Have fun!" Ivy said keeping Sprig from saying anything.

"So, Maddie what's this special ingredient?" Marcy asked.

"Here it is." Maddie pulled out a purple piece of fruit. "The rare violet orange. Normally this is used in spells for level three witches, but this tracking spell is the only level one spell it's part of. Now I only need two more things first as the caster I have to be at where I last saw Sasha, so we need to go to the town gate. Second, I'll need something of Sasha's. It could be a personal item or something like a drop of her blood or a strand of her hair."

"Her hairbrush is our room!" Anne said. "Marcy, help me find it! We'll meet the two of you in the barn! This is it, Sasha's coming home."

"Right, we'll see you later Sprig. Have fun with my grandma!" Ivy said.

"We'll keep your sisters from getting eaten." Maddie added.

As the girls went inside Sprig picked up Polly. "Okay bye! Yeah, so want if Sylvia is joining us? Hop Pop and I will spend the day together and have our special time."

As they went to the Barn Ivy asked. "Maddie do you really think we'll find Sasha alive?"

"The spell leads the caster to the where the target was last alive. It's been so long I expect we'll only find her remains. But I've seen how Anne's obsession with finding Sasha has caused problems for her and the rest of the Plantars. I hope if she is forced to confront her sister's death, she can greave and begin healing." Maddie sighed.

"So, unless whatever got Sasha spits acid and there are no remains to find this will be very hard for both Anne and Marcy. As their friends we need to be there for them."

The Barn door opened as Ivy said that last sentence. "Great to hear!" Anne said holding a single blonde hair. "Come on girls, let get to the town gate."

At the town gate Maddie got out a small caldron and began mix the ingredients. "So how will the spell work?" Marcy asked.

"This is the first time I'm using it, but from what I've read once the brew is complete, we'll pour it into this lantern." Maddie said holding the lantern up. "The light will show what's left of her aura in the area." She then held up the violet orange. "I have to tell you if for some reason we're stopped I won't be able to get another one of these for six months."

"I understand." Anne said as Maddie squeezed the fruit letting the juices drip into the caldron as she chanted. "Gives the magic a nice citrusy smell."

"Okay, we just need the hair now." Maddie said. Anne dropped it in and the brew inside began to glow a violet light. Maddie then carefully poured it into the lantern, the light showing a dim pink strand of aura along the ground. "The aura glows brighter the more recent it's owner was there."

"Right, we still have Sasha's map from the dare, and I know where she was last. Let's get on Bessie and head over there."

As they rode toward the clearing Ivy tried to say something. "Anne, Marcy, you know that… when we find Sasha, she… might not be in the best shape right?"

"She could be hurt, maybe even maimed." Marcy said. "It's one of the reasons she couldn't come home."

"All I'm saying is you need to prepare yourselves for… whatever we find."

"We will." Anne said. "Ivy, Maddie, thank you. Your good friends."

Before anyone could say anything some of the magic brew evaporated. "That's normal." Maddie said. "The spell will only last until the lantern becomes empty."

"Well, it's a good thing we're here."

They arrived at the clearing, but something was off. "Wait, why are there multiple strands?" Ivy asked.

There were indeed three strands of aura, two faint one's going in opposite directions and a third bright one that came out of and circled back to the bushes. "I don't know but the brighter the strand the more recent it was right?" Anne asked. "Well, that strand is super bright!"

"It has to be less than an hour old." Maddie concluded.

"Then what are we waiting for? Sasha must be close!"

"The brush is thick this way." Marcy said. "We'll have to go on foot."

However, her older self knew something was wrong. "They are going the opposite direction we saw Grime take young Sasha! We know she's not that way, we can see her now in the tower. What's going on?"

"Maybe she caste the spell wrong?" Ghost Sasha said. "In the resistance Maddie's spells were helpful but she wasn't perfect all the time and she did say it was her first time casting this."

Maddie had her own concerns. "It doesn't make sense." She whispered to Ivy.

"Yeah, Anne must have covered this area a dozen times by now." Ivy agreed. "If any trace of Sasha were here, she would have found them long before now. You sure you did the spell right."

"I followed the directions to the letter."

"Guys hurry up! We need the lantern to see where to go next." Anne called. The path they followed got stranger going under bushes and up and down trees. "Sasha! Sasha!"

"It's us Sasha!" Marcy yelled.

"Guys something is way off!" Ivy said. "We're still only halfway to Swamp Shire! And with that crazy trail we just followed if Sasha could go through all that wouldn't she have just gone home on her own by now?"

"What are you saying?" Anne asked. "The trail is so bright right now! We must be almost to her!"

"Anne, I think you're letting wishful thinking blind you to the facts." Maddie said.

"You two think Sasha's dead too, just like everyone else."

"Anne she's been gone for almost two months!"

"We just, don't want you to be heart broken again." Ivy said.

"We'll were not giving up! Right Marcy?" Anne asked.

"Hay careful!" Maddie snapped.

"I, I just want to know the truth." Marcy sobbed. Anne dashed off the others trying to keep up when the strand led to a cave with several bones on the ground. "I don't understand, why would Sasha…?"

A bright glow came out of the burrow along with a hiss as a cobrapede rose out. The aura seemed to be coming off of it. "What?" Anne said confused.

Ivy gasped. "A cobrapede! Be careful! Its venom can cause…"

The beast spat on Marcy. "So dizzy!" Marcy collapsed to the ground.

"…vertigo."

The cobrapede lunged at Marcy but Anne grabbed it. "Why is Sasha's aura coming off this thing?" Anne asked.

"Maddie, could someone have turned Sasha into a cobrapede?" Ivy asked.

"No. If this was Sasha, she should still remember her family!" Maddie said as the animal shook Anne off and spat at her. It took all of Maddie's concentration to keep from dropping the lantern.

The cobrapede crawled to Maddie but Ivy jumped on its head. "No you don't!" The beast threw her off.

Anne wrestled with the animal that began to wrap around her. She the saw stuck to one of its legs was… "Sasha's hair ribbon… You… You ate my sister!" Anne's eyes glowed blue, tears running down them and with her strength threw the beast off. She then punched it in the mouth breaking off breaking off its fangs. Anne then took one of the fangs and kept stabbing the beast in the head.

Marcy got on her feet, the vertigo wearing off. "Anne! Anne stop!" Marcy turned her sister toward her crying. "It's dead already! Please stop! This won't bring Sasha back!"

Anne still crying pulled the ribbon off the dead animal. "Sasha! Sasha I'm sorry!"

Maddie was also shaking off the venom. "Sasha wore this ribbon all the time. Her aura is all over it."

"Anne we're so sorry." Ivy hugged her grieving friend

"Let's find Sasha's remains." Marcy said sadly. "We can at least give her a proper burial." She went into the cave as Anne kept crying. Marcy activated her power and looked over the bones. "Wait, none of these bones are close to my estimates of our skeletons! These are all frog and animal bones!"

"What? But the ribbon…" Anne said.

"We just followed the brightest strand!" Ivy gasped. The two faint strands one must have been when the ribbon got caught on the cobrapede so other is where Sasha really went!"

"Then we better hurry back." Maddie said. "The lantern is half used up."

The four girls ran back to the clearing and followed the correct strand. "Wait, now the strand is floating above the ground?" Anne asked.

"Let's not hop to conclusions this time." Ivy said. "As you guys know the forest is my playground so I can tell when something is up." Ivy brushed aside the leaves and grass below the aura revealing two shallow impressions. "Just as I thought, wagon tracks! I think I'm beginning to understand what happened that night. Sasha fought of the cobrapede but was exhausted for using her power. Then someone jumped her and loaded her onto the wagon."

"That's it exactly! Way to go Ivy!" Ghost Anne cheered.

Then we need to go as fast as we can if we're to follow Sasha's trail in time!" Anne said hope beginning to come back to her. "Bessie! Think are getting messy!" The snail beeped had a determined look on her face as she followed the pink light.

"We're getting on rocky terrain, were going to lose the wagon tracks." Marcy said.

"And we're down to one quarter of the lantern." Maddie added as the came up on a crossroad with more strands.

"Not again." Anne said.

"This time let's use some logic." Marcy got off Bessie. "Maddie come with me. Okay so the strand we were following goes to that road with two bright ones coming out of it." They followed the two bright ones. "They both go to this way, but they split at this sign that read to widower's pass."

"Never heard of it." Ivy said.

"My point is I think this shows first Sasha followed the path faint line, then while still on a wagon went to this pass and taking only a slightly different path went back to where she was."

"Marcy these brighter strands, I know I'm still new to this spell but with how bright they are I'd say they're a week old at the most!" Maddie was wide eyed. "I can't think of any other explanation. You were right all along Anne; Sasha is most likely still alive!"

"Then if we follow this road then we'll find her! Get back on now!" Anne ordered.

Bessie dashed down the road following the trail, but it was beginning to disappear! "Oh no! The spell is almost done!" Marcy gasped.

"We just got to get over this next raise…" Anne held her breath as the aura vanished and the found another crossroad. "No! No! There are a half a dozen roads here and they look like they go on for miles!"

"But we know Sasha is down on of these roads." Ivy said.

"So, it's not if we find Sasha but when." Maddie added.

"Thank girls." Anne cried.

"Anne, we need start back now if we want to be home before dark." Marcy said. "We also might need to prepare. For we know the Nemesis is the one who has Sasha and is using as bait for us."

"I don't care if it is the Nemesis! If it is, then I'm done hiding from it! We are getting Sasha back! "

"They are so close to toad tower." Ghost Sasha said. "I'm conflicted guys. I want young me to be with her sisters again but I'm not sure Grim can become better without me by his side."

"We just have to hold out hope that you're still as good an influence on him as you were before." Ghost Anne hugged her friend.

The four girls made it back to Wartwood by sunset. "Guys! Did you find Sasha?" Sprig asked.

"Not yet Sprig." Anne sighed. "But we have proof that Sasha is still alive!"

"You do?!" Hop Pop gasped. "Oh Frog! Thank you for keeping my grandchild safe!"

Anne held up Sasha's ribbon and tied it to her left wrist. "And until she's back I'll wear this to remind me not to give up."

"So, is Sasha coming home soon?" Polly asked.

"We still have some searching to do but it won't be long now!" Marcy beamed. The family came together in group hug, eager for when they would be whole again.

Bizarre Bazaar

"Well, that was a waste of time." Hop Pop said as the family rode back home.

"Ug you've said it." Anne agreed. "I can't believe the archives about the music box."

"I'm just glad the town fixed the roof and the door." Marcy said.

Sprig and Polly however just stared at the box in wonder. "So do you two really think this your key to finding your people?"

"Well maybe." Anne said. "It belonged to the golden man so if he really was one of us then it's pretty much our only lead. Really looking forward to finding someone who can help us fix this thing." Anne the opened and closed the box.

"Until we do it's only good for a paper weight." Marcy sighed.

"Don't worry girls, we'll figure it out eventually. Woah!" Hop Pop yelled as he stopped Bessie from running over a line of small, strange creatures. "Hey, get out of the way you… whatever the heck you are!"

"Oh hey! What's that?" Sprig asked seeing the things were coming out of a tree. "Man, these things are cute. Huh?"

"Sprig! Sprig! Don't put your hand in there!" Anne warned.

"Woah! Guys! Look at what I found!" Sprig pulled out an egg with a red hourglass symbol. "I think…it's an entry ticket to the Bizarre Bazaar!"

"The what now?" Anne asked.

"The bizarre bazaar. I've never been but I've heard stories. It's a mysterious night market that passes through once a year! Exotic foods, games, mysterious treasures."

"Really? Maybe someone there will know how the music works!"

"Or someone may have seen on of our kind before!" Marcy added.

"Hold up! From what I've heard that bazaar is full of greedy degenerates!" Hop Pop said. "Wave that thing around and it will get stolen for sure! And worse someone might kidnap the two of you and sell you off as exotic pets! You are not going and that's final!"

"Alright fine." Anne sighed.

The critters finished crossing the road. "Finally! Let's go!"

"We're going to the bizarre bazaar tonight, aren't we?" Sprig asked.

"Obvi!"

Marcy quietly squealed with delight. That night Marcy led Anne and Sprig to the study. "I'm so glad we're doing this. It feels like you are back to yourself Anne!"

"Well, we know Sasha's alive, we already checked off two of those roads, and the mountain pass will be clear soon. Things seem to be going my way, so I feel I can finally have some fun again. But first we need the music box, but Hop Pop keeps it in the safe."

"It's a good thing I know the combination."

"Did you use your brain boost and a fancy equation to crack it?" Sprig asked.

"I was going to do that, but then I remembered that this is Hop Pop we're talking about." Marcy turned the dial and opened the safe. "The combination is his birthday."

Anne took the music box out and put it in her rucksack as the three snuck out. "Bizarre bazaar here we come! Okay, which way?"

"She doesn't know it, but she just stole that music box for the second time!" Ghost Anne moaned.

"I don't know." Sprig said. "I think the egg is supposed to show us." Sprig then dropped the egg, and it broke open. "Whoops."

"Sprig!" his sisters said as a small, purple, one-eyed creature came out and ran.

"After it! Anne ordered as they followed the creature into the woods. "It got away!"

"There it goes!" Sprig pointed as the small thing went into a hole in the ground.

"No! We were so close!" Then a series of mushrooms lit up leading to a tree with the symbol that was on the egg.

"Woah!" the children gasped.

"It must have triggered a preset mechanism." Marcy said. They parted a certain of moss and the bazaar was right in front of them. One frog was offering skins and pelts, another was getting a tattoo, the smell of street food was in the air, and a small, masked thief stole a man's money.

"Woah! Hop Pop was right! This place is intense!" Anne said bumping into someone.

"Hey! Watch it Stringbean!"

"Oh sorry! Hey look!" Anne led them to a stall marked Valeriana's Mysterious Goods. "Check it out! Those look like the markings on the music box!" She pointed to a disc with a frog and two gems on in with an indent for a third.

"Suspiciously so." Sprig said.

"Where's the vendor?" Marcy asked.

"Out to lunch?" Anne said reading a sign. "Are you kidding me?"

"How can you call it lunch when it's the middle of the night?"

"Hey, hey it's fine. They'll be back." Sprig said seeing a bun cart roll by. "And in the meantime, might as well checkout the rest of the bazaar!"

"Okay but we got to come right back here. I don't want to mess this up!" Anne said.

"Three please." Sprig asked the bun vendor. "Oh! Hot, hot! Here you go girls."

"It does look pretty good." Marcy said as Sprig bit into the bun showing it was stuffed with bugs. The girls dug in without hesitation.

"A rain of flavors! I love it!" Anne gushed.

Sprig tried some bugs on sticks. Then they played a game of cards. "Yes, I win! Now I can buy my house back! Hooray!" a man said as the masked thief picked his pocket.

Next rode a bucking beetle while Marcy and Anne tried what looked like boba tea until the orbs inside hatched small spiders. "Hey, I thought you said these were fresh!" Anne complained.

"What a rip off!" Macy threw her cup on the ground.

A little bit of window shopping later. "Wow! It's amazing how far removed this place is from Wartwood." Anne said.

"Yeah, there is absolutely nothing familiar here." Marcy agreed.

"Oh, hey there's Wally." Sprig said as Wally was playing a dice game.

"Come on! Wally needs a new pair of shoes!" Wally took his roll. "Woo hoo!" Then the creature that led the kids there kicked one of the dice over. "What? This is larceny! I want my money back!"

Two hooded newts came up from behind him. "You know the rules!"

"No refunds at the bizarre bazaar!"

"You're coming with us!"

"Get your hands off me! Help!"

"I hope he'll be okay." Marcy said.

The sands in the hourglass marking when the bazaar was open ran and stall the stall Anne really wanted to go open. "Finally!"

"Now where did I put my incense burner?" and old newt woman asked herself when she noticed the children. "Welcome! Welcome! To Valeriana's antiques!"

Sprig saw the Valeriana wore a glove at the end of her tail. "Girls, I think she's missing an arm."

"I heard that!"

"Oh! Hey, what is this thing?" Sprig held up a small caldron.

"Just one of my many treasures. Collected from my years of travel." Valeriana poured a brew into the caldron and a small twisting tree sprouted out of it.

"Woah!" the kids gasped.

"I've seen and heard it all."

"Brawk! Seen it all! Heard it all!" Valeriana's parrot fly squawked.

"Have you seen anything like before?" Anne asked.

"And if so, where?" Marcy added.

"No, not exactly." The old newt said pulling out a multi-lensed magnifying glass.

The girls sighed in disappointment. "Well, I have something we'd like you to take a look at." Anne dug into her rucksack.

"Are you sure about this? Maybe Hop Pop was right." Sprig said.

"You heard her, she's seen it all. If anyone knows anything about the music box…" it was then Anne noticed her bag was gone. "My rucksack! Where'd it go?"

"Over there!" Marcy pointed to the masked thief who had her sister's bag.

"Hey that's my rucksack you little creep! Get back here!" The Plantars chased after him.

Valeriana then wondered. "Could it be Leander? Could one of them be the one we've been searching for?" All the bird insect hybrid did was cough. "No Leander! Not on the carpet!" It was then Valeriana had a strange vision. She saw younger version of the two girls and a third as young children playing in a park with others of their kind. Then gold and silver flames danced before her and the scene shifted, and the three little girls were playing a boardgame in a basement. She then saw the three together in a strange classroom with other children like them only for the flames to return and scene shifted again, and the three girls were now working out in the fields of a farm. When it stopped Leander had made a mess, but his master didn't care about that right now. "Leander, something is very wrong. Something I have not seen before."

Meanwhile Anne, Marcy, and Sprig continued to chase the thief. "Stop that tiny thief!" Anne yelled.

The thief hopped into a stall and hung the bag on the wall as his mask fell off. "Greetings! Come to try my fun and exciting game?" he asked feigning ignorance.

"Absolutely not! Give me back my rucksack!" Anne demanded.

"Ruck… sack?"

"We saw you hang it on your prize wall!" Marcy yelled pointing to her sister's rucksack.

"Oh, you mean the magical pouch of mystery! Who can say where it came from or how." The little frog lied.

"Nice try." Anne said as she and her family began to climb into the stall only for the hooded newts to come and pull them back.

"Ah, ah, ah! Once something is on the prize wall, the only way to get it back is to win it. Sorry kids, bizarre bazaar rules."

"The music box! I can't lose it! What are we going to do?"

"Our only clue." Marcy moaned.

"Looks like there's only one thing we can do." Sprig said.

"Alright, we'll play your game you little sicko!" Anne pulled out her bag of coppers. "So, what is it? Dunk tank? Ring toss?"

"Darts? Guess the number of ants in the jar?" Marcy continued.

"Oh, it's a little more involved than that." The thieving vendor said as the prize wall opened to a track where two frogs rode on giant cockroaches. "Behold! That's right folks! Thrills, chills, spills! The best cockroach racing this bazaar has to offer!"

"This would be cool if the only link to our past wasn't on the line." Anne said.

"Now who has the guts to challenge this strange looking biped and her little pink boyfriend." The race master asked the audience.

"Woah! Not my boyfriend!"

"Yeah man, she is my sister! Gross!" Sprig added.

"And what about me?" Marcy asked.

"Sorry hon, only two roaches and you can't all fit on one." The vendor said.

"Fine, I'll cheer them on then. But I'm staying right here to make sure you don't pull a fast one!"

"I will take this challenge!" a tall muscular frog with and eyepatch said from the stands.

"The Wrecker!"

"He hasn't been seen in years!"

"The Wrecker?" One of the previous racers could believe it.

"The legend says he'll wreck yourself if you don't check yourself!" The other said.

"Let's get out of here!"

"Woo boy." Anne said. "Alright, let's do this!"

"The race is on!" the race master yelled. The race got on their roaches. "On your mark, get set, go!"

As they raced down the track the frogs in the stands made wagers. "I got twenty on the wrecker!"

"I got twenty-five!"

"I got a rash!" Wally said.

The Wrecker slammed the brother and sister off the track. "Hey! That's cheating!" Anne complained.

"Anything goes is the bizarre bazaar!" the crowd said flip over signs.

"Oh no! they have sighs! It must be true!" Sprig said.

"Oh? Anything goes huh? Then I have a plan." Anne drove them back on the course.

"Go Anne! Go! Sprig!" Marcy cheered as the got closer to the Wrecker.

"Alright Sprig, tongue him!"

"Tongue him? I hardly know him!" Sprig complained.

"Just do it please!" Sprig did as he was told and with a pull and a leap they were in the lead. "It worked!"

The Wreck laughed as he pulled out a blue beetle with spikes on its shell. He threw and it flew toward the children. "We're gonna win! We're gonna win!" They cheered as the bug crashed into them and exploded.

"Guys!" Marcy screamed running to her siblings

While she did that the Wrecker crossed the finish line. As the vendor wave the checkered flag. "Winner, winner! Cricket dinner!"

"Are you both okay?"

"Well, that did feel balanced." Sprig answered as they dusted them shelves off singed but unharmed.

"Our reigning champion takes the prize!"

"No!" Anne screamed.

"Here you are." The thief had the Wrecker the rucksack. "You look fantastic."

The crowd began to disperse. "No! No! No! Wait! Come back!" The sands in the hourglass ran out. "Oh no! the Bazaar's closing!" the vendor packed up their booth and either walked or rode beasts or contraption out. They were now alone in the forest. "The music box… it's gone. Now we might never find our people!"

"The one lead we had, and we lost it." Marcy cried.

"Hey it's okay girls." Sprig tried to comfort them. "Maybe uh, we can find someone who knows the Wrecker. Track him down you know!"

"The frogs in there said they hadn't seen him in years. No, he's long gone by now." Anne said defeated.

"Hey!" The Wrecker said from behind them."

"Ah! The Wrecker!" the trio screamed.

"Look I know your won my rucksack, but there's something inside we really need!" Anne begged. "You got to give it back, I'll do anything!"

The mask came of to reveal… "Hop Pop?!" The children gasped.

"I'm so confused." Anne said.

"Isn't it obvious Anne?" Hop Pop asked atop his stilts. "I knew you three couldn't resist the bizarre bazaar! So, I decided to keep watch in case you got yourselves in a pickle! Which you did! A big fat pickle! Anyways here you go." Hop Pop gave Anne her rucksack.

"Alright but did you had to blow them up to teach us a lesson?" Marcy asked.

"Yes."

"Marcy he's right." Anne said. "We were too impatient for answers." She took out the music box. "Here, keep it in the safe. We'll take it out when the time is right."

"That's my girl." Hop Pop said.

"Okay! Back up!" Sprig yelled. "You're the Wrecker Hop Pop? How many games have you beaten? Did it ever get dangerous Hop Pop? Have you killed a man Hop Pop?" Sprig voice went deeper on that last one.

Hop Pop just laughed. "What happens in the bizarre bazaar, stays in the bizarre bazaar."

"Aw man!"

"Now come on, let's go home."

After the got back to the farm. "Goodnight, Sprig! Goodnight Hop Pop!" Anne said.

"Goodnight, guys!" Sprig said.

"Good night kiddos." Hop Pop followed.

"Night everyone." Marcy finished as the lights went out.

Hop Pop then snuck out to a tree in the back yard and dug a hole. "Sorry girls but this is for your own good. Not only is called the Calamity Box, but if you show this thing around the Nemesis could come calling. It's too dangerous for all of us. And since Marcy can break into it this just isn't safe in the safe anymore. It's the only way to protect you." Hop Pop place the music box in the hole and began to bury it. "Now it's where it belongs, where no one can find it."