Coming at you in this next chapter is 'Wheezin' Ed'! Anyway, enjoy!

On Saturday, I took a deep breath, sighing. Looks like I'm going to have to find a way to hang out with Sid and Arnold. Shouldn't be too hard. Like Phoebe said, try to give them both equal timing. Besides, it shouldn't be that hard. Arnold did say in the note he invited a small group, so that should be simple.

I was getting near the bus stop where Arnold, Gerald, Nadine and Phoebe were waiting. I waved to the four as I joined them. "Hey guys. I'm ready to go."

"Cool." Arnold smiled. "Just got to wait for Sid and Tucker now."

"It's a shame Harold couldn't come." Gerald said. "Then again, maybe it's for the better."

"Hey, Harold isn't bad once you get to know him." Arnold said.

"Where is Harold, anyway?" I asked.

"He's at church. He's attending his bar mitzvah lessons." Arnold explained. "As you already know, he's about to turn thirteen next week. His parents are planning to hold his bar mitzvah at his house."

"Lovely." Nadine said. "I suppose we'll probably be invited."

"I'm sure we will be. Harold may be tough on us at times, but he is considered a friend." Phoebe said as we saw Sid and Tucker coming in.

"Hey, guys." Tucker said as he sat down next to us.

"Ready to go?" Sid smiled as he grabbed my arm.

I shuddered nervously, but kept a smile. "Yep, sure am."

I hastily whispered to Sid, "Touch me where a girl doesn't like being touched, and you will regret it."

Sid yelped as he whispered, "Point taken."

Pretty soon, the bus arrived and after Arnold paid up our fare, we were on our way towards the pier.

We had a fun time over at the pier, actually. Sid was all right, even if he and I knew we were just doing this for the day. I noticed Tucker doing some chin-ups on the bars as Nadine watched, the two were busy talking to each other. Phoebe and Gerald were walking around the pier as me and Sid were doing one of the carnival games that was presented in the pier.

I tried my hand at throwing a ball at the bottles, but my aim wasn't as good. It hit one of the bottles, but it barely moved. Sid laughed. "You throw like a girl, man!"

I glared at Sid as he then picked up a ball and threw it... missing the bottles entirely. I laughed. "Well, you throw like a little shrimp with stringy hair and big ears and your hat on backwards!"

"My ears aren't THAT big." Sid said as he felt his ears.

I sighed, he completely missed the point of my mocking. I looked around and noticed Arnold sitting at the docks as Gerald and Phoebe went up to him. We all turned to see Gerald asking Arnold, "Hey Arnold, what are you looking at?"

"Elk Island." Arnold smiled as he pointed to the island in the middle of the lake.

"So?" Gerald said in confusion.

"So how come no one ever goes there?" Arnold asked as we came closer in curiosity.

"Well, for one thing, it's haunted." Gerald frowned.

That got most of our attention as me, Phoebe, and Sid were pretty interested. Tucker and Nadine just raised an eyebrow as Tucker said, "Haunted? Come on, a simple island like that? How can an island be haunted?"

"I'm rather curious and in disbelief about this myself." Nadine frowned.

"Well, on that island, there were the haunted caves of Wheezin' Ed!" Gerald said.

Phoebe then paused as she asked, "Is this going to be like the last two legends you told us about, where you have involve aliens in your story?"

"Well, no, there are no aliens involved." Gerald said. "It took place during the times of Prohibition..."

"None of us knows what that means!" Nadine frowned.

"You know, the stock market crash of 1929, the 1930s, the Great Depression?" Gerald explained. "Congress released a law around that time? Well, that's what Fuzzy Slippers tells me, but what should I know?"

"Continue." I said.

"Anyway, during the Prohibition years, on Elk Island, there lived a gangster that was so ruthless, his name inspired terror all up and down the Skookumchuck River." Gerald explained. "They called him... Wheezin' Ed! Now, Ed got his name from the wheezing noise he made just before he came up behind you and wrung your neck. Some say, he wheezed because he suffered from chronic head colds. Some say the wheezing was caused by a chicken bone lodged in his throat. Some say tha-"

"Wait, if a chicken bone gets lodged in somebody's throat, people don't wheeze... they choke. And probably needs the Heimlich maneuver." Phoebe pointed out.

"Are you going to point out EVERY flaw in the legends I tell?" Gerald frowned.

"Only the ones that make no logical sense." Phoebe said as Gerald groaned.

"Anyway... some say that he was faking it. One thing is for sure though... he buried his huge treasure, in the damp dirt of those caves. Nobody has ever found it, though many have tried and failed, meeting a foul end, too hideous to be spoken of. So, in order to find the huge treasure, one must descend into the haunted caves of... Wheezin' Ed. The End." Gerald said dramatically.

We all clapped as I said, politely, "Good story, Gerald."

"Thank you." Gerald smiled.

"Oh come on, you can't be serious." Nadine frowned.

"I agree with Nadine." Tucker said. "I don't think that island is haunted... just abandoned. Plus, there is no such thing as Wheezin' Ed. If there were, why have I not heard about it in the news?"

"It is strange, but it IS true..." I said. "There is a treasure out there!"

"It be true, lad!" a man in a sailboat came by as we looked over. Inside the boat alongside the man in the yellow coat was Sheena as she waved.

"Hi, guys." Sheena smiled. "I was just sailing with my uncle Earl, and I couldn't help but overhear the story. So, you want to go exploring Elk Island?"

Sid was pretty interested. "Yeah! If it's true that inside this cursed cave is a prized jewel encrusted..."

Sid then whispered to us, "And really worth a lot of money..."

Sid then continued out loud. "...glorious treasure!"

"Well, here's a bit of a small sample. Found it in the caves last Tuesday." Sheena's uncle Earl said as he handed us a small penny as we examined it.

"Looks real to me!" Gerald smiled.

"Could be a sixteenth-century doubloon!" Phoebe said in excitement.

"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's get a shovel and go, man!" Sid smiled as we cheered in excitement. Tucker and Nadine were the only ones that still had their doubts, but they both shrugged.

"I guess we can give it a shot... but how are we going to get there?" Tucker asked.

"Hey, Sheena, I don't suppose you and your uncle can give us a lift to Elk Island?" I asked Sheena.

Sheena beamed. "I don't mind. Uncle Earl?"

"I can give ye passage to the island for one dollar each!" Sheena's uncle laughed. "And I'll rent ye a shovel for an additional fifty cents! Five cents security deposit!"

Sheena sighed as she looked up to us. "Sorry guys. He's been charging people for boat rides since inflation went up."

"That's all right." Arnold said as he pulled out a ten dollar bill. "We can do this!"

We all smiled as we went on the boat. Okay, so it's not exactly what I had in mind, but a treasure hunt sounds really good.

"I'll take the little coin, if you don't mind." Phoebe smiled as she pocketed it. "Could be useful for later."

We all nodded as we got in the boat and rode on to Elk Island.

When we arrived at Elk Island and got off the boat, we turned to Sheena as I asked, "You sure you can't come with us, Sheena? We could use your help!"

"Sorry guys, but I have to tend to the boats with my uncle today." Sheena said. "But we'll be back around sunset to pick you up."

"Aye, lads and lasses, and just remember, we sail with the tide!" Sheena's uncle Earl said as we all said our good-byes.

As soon as the boat departed on its way, Tucker asked, "Okay, so where shall we start?"

"Look!" I noticed something down on the ground as I picked it up. "Another doubloon!"

"Oh, we must be getting warmer!" Sid said in excitement. "Tucker, hold on to this for a minute."

Tucker nodded as he took the doubloon as he frowned in suspicion, taking a closer look at the doubloon. "Funny how the face of doubloons have Abraham Lincoln's face on them."

"No way is that Abraham Lincoln." I laughed as I pointed to the face. "See, this face is carrying a banjo!"

Nadine glared at me as she asked, "Rhonda. What is wrong with your perception today?"

I blinked, and before I could answer that question, we heard Arnold calling, "Hey guys, I found the cave!"

We all turned to see that Arnold did indeed find the cave. "If there's buried treasure, it's bound to be in the cave!"

"Uh, yeah, I established that when I told the story." Gerald frowned. "But great you found the cave."

As we all went inside, we noticed two caves being separated as we both looked left and right. We were all in talk, wondering which direction to take. Tucker coughed as he walked inbetween us and sighed. "Okay, listen up, people. We're going to split up into three teams... two teams of two and one team of three! Arnold, Rhonda, you go to the cave on the left, Phoebe, Gerald, you go to the cave on the right..."

"Hang on. I'm hanging with Rhonda today." Sid said. "She owes me a favor."

"Actually, Sid, that's fine. I don't mind, really, you did a lot." I started. "Actually, I know something you can do."

"What's that?" Sid asked.

"Stay behind and keep an eye out for any intruders in case they come by." I said, pushing Sid towards the entrance. "That way, you're helping us! All right?"

Sid paused. "I guess that's fine."

It's settled then. Nadine and I will go to the cave on the left, Gerald and Phoebe, stick together to the cave on the right, Arnold and Rhonda, you two go on ahead together on the cave in the middle."

We nodded as we went our separate ways, I noticed Arnold putting down jelly beans. "Why are you putting a jelly bean trail down?"

"So we'll know how to get back that way." Arnold said, simply.

"Hmmm... it's a good plan... but you remember Hansel and Gretel, right? Suppose somebody follows and eats the trail of jelly beans?" I pointed out.

"Rhonda, relax. They're on the ground, and cannot be capable of eating because they are in dirt. The only one who'd actually eat that is Harold, and he isn't here." Arnold said. "Besides, only a crazy person would eat jelly beans covered in dirt."

I paused. "Good point. Okay, let's go, buddy."

As we moved on, I sighed in relief. Yes! This is exactly what I needed. Ample alone time with Arnold. And with Sid out of the way, I can finally have my talk with Arnold as we kept moving.

"Say Arnold, what do you really think of the Wheezin' Ed theory?" I asked.

"Well, I would like to believe it, but maybe he's just dead. Besides, there's no such thing as ghosts." Arnold said.

"I agree, buddy." I nodded. "Like he just died and his bones are lying around, rotting to the core somewhere in this cave. What a comforting thought."

"Yeah..." Arnold said. "These caves sure are pretty damp and spooky. It's no wonder people think they're cursed."

I giggled as we kept walking. All of a sudden, I turned my head and I thought I saw something in the distance that resembled... WHEEZIN' ED!

I screamed as I hid behind a vase. Arnold looked at me in concern as he ran over to me. "Rhonda, what's wrong?"

"I saw him! I saw Wheezin' Ed! He's scary and big and he has a bowler hat and he's right over there!" I panicked as I pointed in the general direction.

Arnold frowned as he turned with his flashlight to reveal...

A coatrack and an open window. Why was there an open window in a cave, with a coatrack? Arnold sighed as he said, "Rhonda, it's only a coatrack."

"It is?" I said, peeking out to confirm that it was a coatrack. "Oh, sorry. I guess I'm pretty jumpy."

"It's okay, Rhonda." Arnold said as he pulled me up. "Just stick with me. I promise nothing is going to get you."

"You promise?" I asked, clinging onto Arnold.

"If something got you, it'll be over my dead body!" Arnold smiled as he took me by the hand. "Come on."

I smiled a bit, and when he turned his back, I sighed. He cares for me. He really cares for me.

We eventually came up to a fork in the road where there were two caves. One that lead to the left, and one that lead to the right. I turned to Arnold. "Well, I'm with you, buddy."

Arnold nodded as he pointed to the cave on the left. "Let's go left. I have a feeling in my gut."

"Or maybe you're just hungry." I smiled as Arnold playfully pushed me a little.

We kept going as Arnold noticed a few drawings on the wall. "Say... is it me, or do these drawings..."

"...look similar to a classmate from our school?" I said as I examined the drawings. "Yeah... they look like... Brainy, right? Man, what a strange, canny coincidence. You don't think Wheezin' Ed is Brainy's long lost great-great grandfather or something, do you?"

"Who knows?" Arnold shrugged. "None of us really talk to Brainy, we don't get the chance to do so."

"Yeah, the kid always keeps to himself for some reason." I said. "And it would explain the wheezing he does."

"So we can confirm that the wheezing runs in Brainy's family." Arnold said as he looked at the other drawings. "Hmmm... I don't know how much good I am at reading cave drawings, but if I had to guess... this says that 'to get to the treasure, we take a left at the gas station and go two blocks north until we get to the old barn.' Hmmm... that's not right... but..."

I looked up and gasped as I saw... I gasped. Wheezin' Ed! A shadowy Wheezin' Ed, but I think it's really him! I couldn't hear the wheezing, but it just had to be his ghost! He seemed to be... to be... sawing off a...

"Arnold, quick question. What do you call that pointy thing that hangs down from a cave?!" I asked.

"Is it really the best time for a geology quiz?" Arnold asked.

"I was just wondering if I should yell "Arnold, watch out for that stalagmite!" or "Arnold, watch out for that stalactite!"" I screamed as I grabbed Arnold, putting him close as the pointy thing came crashing down.

Arnold sighed in relief. "Whew... thanks Rhonda. You saved me from that stalactite!"

"That's it!" I smiled as I snapped my fingers.

"We better be careful." Arnold said. "This cave is bit stable, but not too stable."

"Right." I nodded as we moved on. "But Arnold, I just saw Wheezin' Ed, and he..."

"Rhonda, relax, will you? Wheezin' Ed is getting into your head. I don't know if there is such a thing as Wheezin' Ed, but your panic attacks are causing me to not believe he exists." Arnold rolled his eyes.

I looked up to see the mysterious figure disappearing. I sighed. "Okay, I'm sorry. I'll try not to panic so much."

Arnold smiled. "Good. Come on, let's get going."

I nodded as we continued walking.

"So, from what Gerald has told us, no living thing has ever actually seen the prize, jewel encrusted..." Arnold spoke to me.

"...and very worth a lot of money..." Another voice said as someone appeared next to us.

"...thank you Sid, glorious treasure." Arnold said.

"That's true." I said... before me and Arnold stopped as we turned to see Sid. "SID?"

"You're supposed to be guarding the door." I frowned.

"About that... I got bored, and decided to come in." Sid said.

"Please tell me you didn't eat those jelly beans we laid down on the way." Arnold groaned.

"Arnold, I'm not Harold." Sid frowned. "Besides, these jelly beans were covered in dirt. They're not suitable for eating anyway!"

"Why are you here, anyway?" I asked.

"Like I said, I got bored, and I felt like I was missing out on the adventure... please, let me at least come with you guys!" Sid said. "Besides, Rhonda, you still owe me a favor!"

I sighed. Well, alone time with Arnold was fun while it lasted. "Okay, Sid, fine. You can come with. But don't get any ideas."

"Yes!" Sid smiled as he joined us.

"Well, come on, Sid. We better get going." I said as I pulled out a few snacks. "Jelly doughnuts? I bought a couple along."

"Sure." Sid smiled as he grabbed a doughnut, but he grabbed it too hard and squeezed some red jelly into Arnold's shirt. "Oh, sorry, Arnold."

Arnold then took a doughnut, but grabbed it too hard and squirted some in Sid's shirt. "It's fine, Sid. I guess we can call it even."

"That's not even how you hold a jelly doughnut." I sighed as I looked up... and noticed the shadows. I gasped as I saw Wheezin' Ed holding onto a knife. He seemed to be throwing it down. "GUYS, LOOK OUT!"

"Huh?" Sid and Arnold looked up as I pulled them out of the way, the knife landed sharply on the last jelly doughnut I had.

"What was that?" Arnold said in shock.

"Wheezin' Ed!" Sid said, scared, screaming. "SOMEONE, HELP!"

"I told you!" I said as I pulled the knife off the jelly doughnut, which was covered in jelly now. Arnold and Sid just laid down, like they just had a panic attack like I did.

"Back off!" Phoebe's voice was heard as she, Gerald, Tucker and Nadine came running, Phoebe waving her flashlight around like a ninjutsu like move... before stopping as she looked at Arnold and Sid's breathing bodies, the jelly on the shirts, then turned to me as her eyes widened to see I was holding the knife with jelly.

"Rhonda..." Phoebe asked. "What were you doing with that knife? Tell me you didn't?"

"What?" I said in disbelief. "No. That's just jelly! From a few doughnuts I brought! Look! Pastry is near my foot."

The group of four looked down to see the ruined pastry as they sighed in relief. Gerald sighed. "Then why is Arnold and Sid in jagged breath and why were you holding a knife..."

"And why were you three in a position that looked like you stabbed them, Rhonda?" Nadine frowned as she took the knife away from me.

"Wheezin' Ed! I just saw him, he was here!" I started before Arnold and Sid started to join in, trying to share their stories of the experience.

Tucker frowned as he took the knife and examined it. He touched the blade of the knife a bit as it started to flicker. "Will you all relax? There's no such thing as Wheezin' Ed!"

"Yeah, nothing in here is real!" Nadine said, taking the knife. "See? Rubber knife! It's probably some prankster hiding around this island, throwing things! Come on, we're all here, we may as well stick together."

Arnold, Sid and I looked at each other, before sighing as we started to head off.

"I'm telling you guys, this place is cursed!" I attempted to explain to the others as I was taking the lead. "Wheezin' Ed is following us as we speak, trying to kill us, wanting us dead!"

"Really?" Tucker said in doubt. "Why don't you DESCRIBE him for us?"

"Yeah, just in case we RUN into him." I turned a bit to see Phoebe rolling her eyes, and she, along with Gerald, Nadine and Tucker seemed to be descending down to the floor. I didn't notice at first, but I turned to Arnold and Sid.

"Well, from what I've seen... he has a shady coat..." I started as I turned back to see the group (though I didn't realize it at first, but the group, aside from Arnold and Sid, weren't there and instead SOMEONE ELSE was following us). "...just like yours..." I turned over to Arnold and Sid whose eyes were widening in shock as I didn't notice their panic. "He had these glasses..." I turned again to the non existent group and one existent person right behind me. "...just like yours..." I turned back to Arnold and Sid, the former of which grabbed me and turned me around again to talk to the non existent group, who was replaced with the one person. "And he had a bit of bowl haircut... just like... yours..."

I suddenly realized what had just happened as I screamed for my life. "Arnold, Sid, let's get out of there!"

Arnold and Sid nodded as we started running down and falling towards a slide as we slid down. We joined Gerald, Phoebe, Nadine and Tucker looking around in amazement as we quickly recovered, noticing they were surrounded by a lot of doubloons.

"Hey fellas, where have you been?" Gerald said as me, Arnold and Sid recovered. "Look, we made it to the treasure!"

"We made it?" Sid asked... then smiled in excitement as he jumped up and down. "We made it, we made it, we made it! Look at all the doubloons!"

We were so excited as we looked around as Tucker and Nadine sighed. Tucker then said, "Guys, there's something you should know about these doubloons. They're not doubloons."

"And Rhonda, why are you excited?" Nadine asked as I was eagerly collecting pennies. "You're rich! You have plenty of money back home!"

"Um..." I paused. "I guess I like the adventure?"

"If they're not doubloons..." Phoebe said as she looked at the coins. "What are they?"

Gerald examined the doubloons again. "I think they're pennies."

"You mean, like... counterfeit pennies?" Arnold said, as we examined the coins again.

My eyes widened as I looked at the coin with the picture of Abraham Lincoln with a banjo. "You're right, these are counterfeit! I knew it all along!"

"No you didn't!" everyone of the kids yelled.

"...Okay, maybe I didn't..." I said, looking down.

"So, we just came upon a counterfeit penny operation?" Phoebe said, disappointed. "Darn."

"Sorry." Tucker said as he leaned towards the wall... which started to collapse a little. "Hm?"

We all turned towards the collapsed wall as we saw... a treasure chest sitting atop a podium.

"What is that?" I asked.

"I think this is the REAL treasure of Wheezin' Ed!" Gerald said in surprise.

"You mean, inside that box is the prized, jewel-encrusted..." Sid started, before muttering, "...and very worth a lot of money..." he talked out loud again. "...glorious treasure? We're gonna be rich!" Sid laughed.

"But Sid, haven't you forgotten? Wheezin' Ed!" I said nervously as me and Arnold looked up.

Phoebe glared as she dug around her backpack and pulled out a sock as she stuffed it my mouth. "Put a sock in it, Rhonda. How many times do we have to explain this to you!"

"Yeah!" Nadine yelled as me, Arnold and Sid looked up to see... WHEEZIN' ED joining us down the slide! "There's no such thing!"

"Then who's that?" Arnold pointed over to the general direction.

Everyone turned to see Wheezin' Ed who was laughing in glee... as Phoebe frowned. "Curly, what are you doing?"

"Curly?" We all said in shock.

Wheezin' Ed stared in shock... before lifting his cloak up to reveal... oh God, it was Curly. "How did you guess?"

"The glasses... the bowl hair cut... the schoolgirl giggle you do every time." Phoebe said. "Trust me, we should know who you are by now."

Now that I thought about it, I mentioned glasses and bowl hair cut in the descript- boy, was I stupid. I spat the sock out as Curly said, "All right, all right, you got me. I was looking for the treasure, same as you guys... but I decided to get into the mindset of Wheezin' Ed to get the feeling for it. Anyway, you can't have that treasure, I already claimed it. But I can share it with you, my sweet!"

I glared at Curly as he was smirking at me. "Get lost, creep."

"You dig me." Curly smiled as he was about to walk towards the box and lift it.

"So, wait... you sawed off a stalactite to off us!" I glared.

"No, I wasn't trying to off you! Why would I do that?" Curly shrugged. "I was trying to find a clue inside... you two just happened to be under that thing."

"You threw a rubber knife at us!" Arnold frowned.

"I heard voices and panicked! Besides, as you said, it was a rubber knife, it wasn't going to hurt you!" Curly shrugged.

"See, I told you, there's no such thing as Wheezin' Ed!" Tucker said. "Case clo-"

"Hey, you punks! What do you think you're doing?" We heard somebody say.

We all quickly turned to see two men coming in, both of them frowning as Sid screamed. "It's Wheezin' Ed! And... some other guy!"

"No, I recognize them!" Arnold whispered to us. "I saw these two back when Mr. Kokoshka stayed in my room. They were the ones who he bet my radio on! But we should still probably run!"

"And I'll take this!" Curly said as he took it as we started to run. "You know, this being a cursed cave, I'm surprised they didn't put in any traps or alarms or something."

All of a sudden, as if Curly had cursed, the ground started to shake.

"Hey, wh-what's happening, Vic?" The other guy was screaming as we screamed, running out.

"I don't know! But let's get the heck out of here, Morrie!" The first guy, I'm guessing that's Vic, screamed as we started to run off, but we tripped and fell as everyone screamed as arrows and axes started flying down... and a dragon was coming out and roaring... wait... a.. dragon?

We all sat down and watched in confusion as the dangerous items then turned into a happy moment as a clown was seen prancing around, with jets of water came squirting out.

"We hope you enjoyed tonight's performance of the destruction of the Elk Island Caves! Please exit to the doors to your left and be sure to visit the gift shop before you depart. Thank you, and enjoy the rest of your stay on Elk Island!" An animatronic voice said as a few random doors opened up.

We all just gave a blank stare as Tucker said, "...what?"

"I believe we were running now." I said as we started to run off. Vic and Morrie completely recovered as they quickly gave chase to us. By the time we reached the cave's exit, we saw a bunch of police boats along with Sheena and her uncle Earl's boat.

Vic and Morrie then stopped as they saw the police boats, yelping as the police shouted into the megaphone. "And freeze! You two are under arrest for an illegal counterfeit penny operation!"

Vic and Morrie groaned as they were being cuffed. "Aw nuts. How'd you find us?"

"This little girl here examined one of your phonies here and gave it to the police for inspection!" A police officer said as she pointed to Sheena.

"Uncle Earl wanted to spend it on fish and chips, but I wanted to see how much it would be worth, so I went to the police to get it examined." Sheena explained.

"Yarr, it be true." Sheena's uncle Earl nodded.

"You guys okay?" Sheena asked as the police were picking us up and escorting us to the boat where they were.

"Yeah, we're okay. We had a near death experience, and a random encounter with some ride attraction for some reason." I sighed.

"Oh, right..." The police officer said as he sent another officer to read Vic and Morrie their Miranda rights. "Yeah, these caves were actually an attraction here on Elk Island. It used to be a fun place, we'd send boats over there to dig for fake treasure, watch a show inside the cave, and every once in a while, we'd have fireworks outside. There was a contest held here at one time, but it's been long forgotten."

"Wait, so the place isn't haunted... it's just an abandoned amusement park?" I asked.

"What happened with it?" Tucker asked.

"In the summer of '55, a strange man accidentally choked on one of the chicken bones served in Elk Island as he fell into one of the contraptions which worked some of the animatronics... he was all right, but he sued for the damages... and the caves on Elk Island were forced to closed down. This man was known as Edward Terrell... or as people would often nickname him, Wheezin' Ed." the officer quickly explained.

We all stared in shock as I said, "That explains the animatronic voice saying 'Please visit the gift shop before you leave'."

"Yeah, the gift shop used to be the best thing here... but after it closed down, the merchandise had to be auctioned off elsewhere." The officer explained. "Okay, kids, let's get you to the boat."

As soon as we were back ashore, Tucker laughed a bit. "See, I told you there was no such thing as Wheezin' Ed, and yeah, he probably existed, but he was probably dead a long time ago."

"Who knows, though? Who knows?" Arnold said, looking around.

"Hey, don't be glum!" Curly smiled as he pointed to the small treasure chest. "We still have this!"

"But there's no treasure, the police just proved it." Phoebe said.

"Yeah, but this could be from the contest! Remember?" Curly said. "We could have just found that!"

We all were suddenly interested as Curly smiled, opening the box, Nadine saying, "Whatever is in there, better be worth it!"

Curly then pulled out... a small coupon as he started to read it. "Congrats to the winner of the 'Lost Treasure of Elk Islands' contest! Your prize is this coupon, usable in the gift shop, buy one, get three items free!"

We all blinked as we all frowned. Sid glared. "What a gyp!"

"I know!" I glared.

After a few minutes of angry yelling, we took a moment to calm down as I took the box.

"You know, I think we should take this with us... just to remind us of our small adventure together!" I smiled.

"Hey, that's not a bad idea!" Phoebe smiled. "We may not have been able to find treasure that was of use to us... but at least we got the original treasure chest that was hidden."

"Yeah." Arnold smiled. "I think this is a great adventure for us all! I certainly wouldn't want to forget it."

We all laughed as we decided to head on back home.

As we were getting off in the streets to our homes, I turned to Sid as she said, "Thanks for being with me, Sid... does this mean we're done for good?"

Sid nodded. "Yeah. No offense, but it won't work out, you and I."

"I figured." I sighed. "Well, good times, then?"

"Yeah." Sid said. "I'll see you around, Rhonda, when I can."

"See you later, Sid." I said as we went our separate ways.

I sighed in relief as this was good. At least I wouldn't have to put up with Sid being my boyfriend... it wouldn't look good for my chances with Arnold.

There's the forty-second episode! How do you like it? Anyway, read, review, criticize and suggest, folks!