With Mojo, he walked with Rebecca and Deanna around some rooms. Deanna gasped in alarm at a spider hanging by its web and coming towards her face, then she swiped at the bug to get it away from her. Rebecca sees the spider on the ground and squishes it, much to Deanna's relief. Deanna sighed, "Thanks, Becca. I can't stand spiders." Rebecca smiles kindly. "You're quite welcome, friend."
Mojo removes a small handheld flashlight from his pocket and shines it toward the path ahead. The three moved onward, then Rebecca pinched her nose at the smell of some rotting flesh and groaned softly, "Ugh, something stinks!" Mojo shone his flashlight to a pile of dead animal bones and rotting meat, which made his skin turn a pale green and Mojo cringe, "Good Lord!" Deanna said in shock, "Why's there a couple of animal carcass here?"
Mojo looked closely and said, "Apparently, something big and rows of dangerous teeth. The kidnappers must've had some pet gators that are mean and deadly."Rebecca said, "We better get out of here as soon as possible before we're caught and turned into gator chow.""Good idea." the others oblige, as they quickly dash down the next hallway. Hiding within the shadows of a dimly lit room, the three listen intently for any sign of gator activity; when they hear no sound, the group breathe a hearty sigh of relief. "Looks like the coast is clear." Rebecca notes.
Out of the corner of his eye, Mojo spots a rolled up piece of paper lying on the floor. "Hmm? What's this?" He quickly picks it up, unrolls it, and pores over its contents. "This appears to be a note of some sort." Rebecca glances over his shoulder, observing a large musical note adorning the sheet.
"Ooh!" Deanna notes. "And on the back, there's a letter!" Mojo promptly turns the sheet over, revealing a large letter B. "Why, so there is!" he replies.
At this moment, Rebecca spots another piece of paper at their feet. "Oh, and here's another clue!"
Mojo looks at the paper and says, "It appears to be some sort of old map that will lead to a diamond called The Devil's Eye. According to the outlooks of this map, it must've been during the late 1700s when the more of the French settled Louisiana and pirates were wandering around. This was also found during the Civil War, too."
A concerned look crosses Rebecca's face. "Those creeps must have kidnapped Penny in order to steal it!" Deanna's worried eyes meet hers. "Oh, we'll need to hurry and save her before things really get bad!" she notes. Upon this, the three quickly dash off again.
Meanwhile, out in the swamp, Arturo, Billy, and Grubber are following the trail of footprints until they come to a turn in the road where the trail peters out. "Oh dear, now where'll we go?" Billy notes worriedly. At this moment, Grubber notices something shining in the mud by the stream. Quickly nabbing it up, he observes it to be a heart shaped locket with the word, "PENNY" engraved on the front. "Pthbbht, thbbht, phtbbht, pthbbht!" he razzes excitedly as he approaches his friends.
"Why, it es Senorita Penny's locket!" Arturo notes elatedly. "She must be around here somewhere." Grubber then hands Arturo the locket, upon which he tidies it up with a small hand wipe and tucks it into his pocket.
Just then, the three hear a faint buzzing sound, upon which they observe a fair sized green dragonfly flittering up to them. "Duh, hey, look!" Billy notes. "A butterfly!"
"Uhm, I mean no offense, Billy, but I believe that he es actually a dragonfly." Arturo replies.
"Ooh," Billy replies. "Do they breathe fire?" His friends can only stare at him blankly.
The large bug urgently addresses them, "Bzzz, bzzz, bzzz, bzzzz." Arturo replies, "What is it boy?"
"Bzzz, bzzz, bzzz, bzzz." the dragonfly continues. "Duh, did Timmy fall down da well?" Billy inquires. His friends stare at him blankly again.
"Bzzz, bzzz, bzzz, bzzz, bzz, bzz!" the dragonfly buzzes in an even more urgent tone. The three Gang Green Gang members exchange concerned looks; he was obviously trying to tell, or possibly warn them of something important, but they couldn't understand him. Oh, if only Bubbles were here...
"Oh, he's sayin' he'd like ta help y'all," a mysterious voice replies. Startled, the three look all around them for the source of the voice, upon which a large swarm of brightly glowing fireflies hover up to them.
A firefly said, "Hey, folks! What brings you here?"
"Well, our friend Penny's lost in the swamp," Billy replies. "Can you help us, please?"
The firefly grins merrily. "Sure, friends!""Please follow our lights 'n we'll help y'all find her." another firefly says. Upon this the three begin making their way down the path with the fireflies leading the way. The dragonfly hovers alongside the trio with a merry hum. As they traipse through the woods, the fireflies begin to sing a merry tune:
"All right, everybody! Let's get to it, Darlin's!
Yahoo!
We're gonna take you there, we're gonna take you there,
We're gonna take you all the way there,
We're gonna take you there, we're gonna take you there,
We're gonna take you all the way there,
Goin' down the bayou,
Goin' down the bayou,
Goin' down the bayou,
Takin' ya all the way!"
As the three hurry on, the fireflies introduce themselves. "I'm Jethro." says one. "And I'm his wife, June." says the lady firefly hovering next to him. "And these are our kinfolk." The two motion to several of the fireflies. "This is our son Rick, our daughter Molly, Cousin Jeff, Aunt Lizzie, Uncle Charlie, Cousin Betty-" They pause upon noticing an elderly firefly with his light out. "Oh, Grandpa Walt, your light's out!" Upon this, Walt quickly turns his light on.
The three laugh happily. "Well, it's quite a pleasure to meet you all."
The group continue on as the fireflies sing:
"We all gon' pull together,
Down here that's how we do,
Me fer them 'n them fer me,
We'll al be there for you,
We gonna take ya,
We gonna take ya,
We gonna take ya all the way there,
We now where you're goin' an' we're goin' with you,
Takin' ya all the way,
Goin' down the bayou,
Goin' down the bayou,
Goin' down the bayou,
Takin' ya all...
YEAH-Ya know!"
The group smile merrily as they hurry through the roughage. Arturo scrambles over a fallen log that's just as big around as he is tall.
"C'mon y'all, keep that line a'flowin' an them lights a'glowin'!
Yeah, ya right!
Toute suite, com' on,
HAAA-HAAA!"
The group presently come to a clearing. "Hmm," Billy muses. "Maybe Penny went in here..."