Chapter 3
There were halfpipes everywhere, several long rails, the biggest empty swimming pool you could ever imagine, and ramps cramped in among the rest. There was also a pit of foam blocks that you could jump into if you wanted to. Hunter tossed me my board (he had been carrying it) and I started to ride. I had to admit, some of the Electrolls were much better than I was. I pulled off a Toasty Twist and then landed in the foam blocks. We skated for endless hours. Bianca finally opened the door to the skatepark at nine o'clock. "Let's go," she said. She was carrying a brown leather book in her hands. I knew what it was. It was a spellbook. We grudgingly walked out of the skatepark. Hunter looked bored. "Let's go back to Autumn Plains. We can harass Moneybags," I said, an evil grin spreading across my face. Hunter's face lit up. Moneybags' house was a comfortable treehouse, not one that was cold and damp. No, his treehouse was insolated, air conditioned, carpeted, had indoor plumbing and electricity. And if you shoved a gem or two in his face, he'll gladly let you in. But he probably wouldn't let us in if we annoyed him. Hunter seemed to be thinking the same thing. "Maybe if we give him enough gems then he'll let us stay overnight. I've had to sleep on the ground the last couple of nights, and a bed could do me some good," I said. "You're right," said Hunter and Bianca in unanimity. * * * Warp vortexes should be illegal. Dizzy when you're not spinning.eurgh. Enough about warp vortexes. You all know by now that they're the vilest things in the universe. Moneybags' house was in a tree near Skelos Badlands and Crystal Glacier. As I said before, I hate warp.I mean, his treehouse was huge. We climbed the ladder and knocked on the door. Two signs were nailed to it: 'No Solicitors' and 'No Beggars.' Sheesh. The dumb bear and his gems. Joined at the hip. Moneybags opened the door. He was wearing his usual tuxedo. Did he ever wash that thing? "Ah, Spyro, how nice to see you," said Moneybags sarcastically. Then he looked at Hunter. His eyes grew wide in fright. He remembered two years ago when Hunter jumped on him and forced him to give me all of my gems back. "C-come in," he said. The sarcasm had departed. He was bona fide frightened! The rest of the night Moneybags stayed locked in his room. He said he would be counting gems, and we could stay as long as we wanted. At eleven forty, we heard voices coming from outside. ".can't believe that you did it again! Now help me get Billy out of this wall." it said. I'd know that voice anywhere. It was Sheila. I practically ripped the door open. I glided over to her. "What are you doing here, Sheila?" I said excitedly. "Spyro? Well, it's a small world, eh?!" she said. "Yeah. Have you been to that Inferno City place yet?" I asked enthusiastically. "No. But I've read about it in the Daily Dragon. Looks way too hot. Back in the Alps, it was freezing," she said. "Mmph," said Billy. "Oh, uh, sorry Billy," said Sheila. I grabbed one of Billy's legs, Sheila grabbed the other and we pulled. Billy flew out with a lot of force; he flew into the goat behind him, and knocked the goat (whom I didn't know) off the cliff. "Well, look what you did to Benny! I want you to go right down there and apologize to him," said Sheila sternly. I rolled my eyes.
There were halfpipes everywhere, several long rails, the biggest empty swimming pool you could ever imagine, and ramps cramped in among the rest. There was also a pit of foam blocks that you could jump into if you wanted to. Hunter tossed me my board (he had been carrying it) and I started to ride. I had to admit, some of the Electrolls were much better than I was. I pulled off a Toasty Twist and then landed in the foam blocks. We skated for endless hours. Bianca finally opened the door to the skatepark at nine o'clock. "Let's go," she said. She was carrying a brown leather book in her hands. I knew what it was. It was a spellbook. We grudgingly walked out of the skatepark. Hunter looked bored. "Let's go back to Autumn Plains. We can harass Moneybags," I said, an evil grin spreading across my face. Hunter's face lit up. Moneybags' house was a comfortable treehouse, not one that was cold and damp. No, his treehouse was insolated, air conditioned, carpeted, had indoor plumbing and electricity. And if you shoved a gem or two in his face, he'll gladly let you in. But he probably wouldn't let us in if we annoyed him. Hunter seemed to be thinking the same thing. "Maybe if we give him enough gems then he'll let us stay overnight. I've had to sleep on the ground the last couple of nights, and a bed could do me some good," I said. "You're right," said Hunter and Bianca in unanimity. * * * Warp vortexes should be illegal. Dizzy when you're not spinning.eurgh. Enough about warp vortexes. You all know by now that they're the vilest things in the universe. Moneybags' house was in a tree near Skelos Badlands and Crystal Glacier. As I said before, I hate warp.I mean, his treehouse was huge. We climbed the ladder and knocked on the door. Two signs were nailed to it: 'No Solicitors' and 'No Beggars.' Sheesh. The dumb bear and his gems. Joined at the hip. Moneybags opened the door. He was wearing his usual tuxedo. Did he ever wash that thing? "Ah, Spyro, how nice to see you," said Moneybags sarcastically. Then he looked at Hunter. His eyes grew wide in fright. He remembered two years ago when Hunter jumped on him and forced him to give me all of my gems back. "C-come in," he said. The sarcasm had departed. He was bona fide frightened! The rest of the night Moneybags stayed locked in his room. He said he would be counting gems, and we could stay as long as we wanted. At eleven forty, we heard voices coming from outside. ".can't believe that you did it again! Now help me get Billy out of this wall." it said. I'd know that voice anywhere. It was Sheila. I practically ripped the door open. I glided over to her. "What are you doing here, Sheila?" I said excitedly. "Spyro? Well, it's a small world, eh?!" she said. "Yeah. Have you been to that Inferno City place yet?" I asked enthusiastically. "No. But I've read about it in the Daily Dragon. Looks way too hot. Back in the Alps, it was freezing," she said. "Mmph," said Billy. "Oh, uh, sorry Billy," said Sheila. I grabbed one of Billy's legs, Sheila grabbed the other and we pulled. Billy flew out with a lot of force; he flew into the goat behind him, and knocked the goat (whom I didn't know) off the cliff. "Well, look what you did to Benny! I want you to go right down there and apologize to him," said Sheila sternly. I rolled my eyes.