DC: OMG! A special chapter for you wonderful people, cause IT'S MY 17th BIRTHDAY! Hope you enjoy. I made it extra long just for you!

"Hey, Tak. I caught one!"

Lok held up a pole and at the end of the line was a fish. But as he looked at it he grew scared at it stared at him. The fish let go of the hook and landed on the sand, flopping towards Lok. He screamed and ran up shore with the fish in tow.

"It's going to eat me! It's bent on revenge!"

It was a beautiful sunny day in the Chicken Islands. Everyone was having a blast, fishing, sunbathing, surfing, and playing many other games. Homay laughed had at the sight of the frightened Lok. She gripped her sides and fell over. Tak laughed with her till his rod bent double. He turned his attention back to the pole and started to reel in his catch. The rod bent even more, threatening to break. He stood and pulled the rod back. Homay saw him struggling with it and stood to help him. She wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled him back as he pulled on the rod. Tak jerked the rod and the reel shortened. This was a feisty fish.

"This must be a big fish." Tak grunted as Homay pulled him back.

With one last good tug, the water let go of the fish and sent Tak and Homay tumbling back. Homay tried to catch herself by holding onto Tak but he too was already falling backward as well, landing on top of her in the sand. He looked back at her and they both blushed. Tak's rod fall to the ground beside them, a small fish flopped and kicked up sand. They both looked at it and laughed.

"Guppy." Homay said between laughs.

Tak caught his breath and got off her. Homay stood and grabbed the pole, Gently she unhooked the fish and placed it in the water.

"You are too small." She said as it swam away.

The fish that was chasing Lok found its way back to the water and swam into deeper water. Lok sat on the ground huffing. Tak grabbed all the fishing poles and put them with the rest of their stuff. They had brought towels, some fire wood, marshbobs, and a spit for the fish they caught. Once they were away, Tak raced back to the water and jumped in. Homay was way ahead of him. She had ran up to the over hanging walk that connected the different sections of the central Chicken Island and jump off the edge. She dived into the water with a huge splash. Tak covered his face to avoid the wave of seawater. However, Homay didn't surface. Tak looked into the water to see where she had swam off to but didn't see her. He screamed when something grabbed his ankle and pulled him under and he quickly brew in breath. Once under the water, he saw Homay floating there silently laughing to herself. She looked at Tak and made gestures with her hands; signing 'This is fun.' Tak pointed to the surface and she nodded, following him. Tak wadded through the waist deep water where Homay swam under the surface toward the shore. As she passed Tak, she poked his leg.

"Hey."

Homay continued to swim up to the shore but Tak reached into the water and grabbed a hold of her ankles.

"Got ya. WOAH!"

Before he had a chance to get away, she rolled over and pulled him under again, Tak forgetting to let go. When they both surfaced, they laughed. This day was the funest any of them have had in a long time. It was the funest Homay had EVER had. She could recall when she was little the other children would always make fun of her because she was different. She never had anyone to play with. She was glad she didn't remember them but now she had something happy to remember.

"Don't drown you're selves out there! And stop that splashing around! You're washing off my tanning oil." Jibulba's frustrated voice sounded from the shore.

Tak and Homay stopped laughing and frowned. It was a moment before they looked at each other. A Cheshire grin spread from ear to ear on Homay's face. Tak realized want she was thinking and they both sent a wave of seawater at the old Shaman. He cried out in surprise as the cold water hit him in the face and he rolled out of his chair in an attempt to get away. He looked up at them with a look that could kill causing them both to stopped laughing. Tak hung his head but Homay was not convinced Jibulba was mad. He looked at her and his frown faded into a smile and Jibulba too laughed. Homay's smile grew even more as they all laughed. She walked up onto the beach, throwing herself onto the soft sand.

"Break time. I'm pooped." She said between huffs.

Tak walked up the beach and asked Lok's help in setting up the spit for what fish they caught. Lok, who was staring at the jellyfish in the water, abided. As they set up the fire pit, placed the firewood, and stood the spit, Homay hummed softly to herself in rhythm with the waters waves, splashing her feet in the water that rose up the bank with each wave. Jibulba reset up his chair. He listened to the song that she hummed and it sounded oddly familiar to him so he started to recite the words.

"Oh come and go the sand of time, let there be me, my kin to find. Let sand of past be washed away, leave future song a sang my way. The water of time-gone returns, hear you echo's one lost yearns. To one's past matters not, but what in store the Fate has bought. For you my kin, I leave no sin. But sand for you to walk upon, the shore of time; new breaking dawn."

Homay finished humming the song, looking at Jibulba questioningly.

"It was a bed time song that parents sang to their kids back when I was little. It was called 'Whit Ja Bilik' "

"Sand of Time." Homay whispered, looking out at the waves as they danced up the bank and washed away the sand. She looked at the old Shaman.

"When I was little and I couldn't remember anything of who I was, when I slept I always heard someone singing that song to me. His voice was always reassuring, almost as if saying 'I'm here.'"

Homay glanced at the slowly darkening sky. The stars were always so beautiful on summer nights. One could fall asleep to that view and the sound of waves. It wasn't before long that Tak and Lok, with help from Homay, had managed to get the fire started. The fish they had caught were hanging from the spit, roasting in the fire that licked up from the wood. The smoke that rose would help add flavor to them as well. As they waited for the fish to cook, Jibulba told stories from his childhood that nearly put everyone to sleep. When it came Lok's turn, he and Tak retold how they had defeated T'laloc twice and what had come of it. Homay listened intently to these stories, intrigued at these people's lives. It was sad that she herself had nothing to tell, little remnants of memory to share with them as well. But that was alright. She had songs she could sing, dances to dance, pictures to paint. Homay stood, eyes closed as she held her hands out, one over the other in front of her. Like it had done before, the yellow-orange light shone in the shape of a sphere between her hands. As she brought them in opposite directions the sphere split in two smaller ones, trailing a tail of light behind them. Homay opened her eyes and they glowed with the same light. She stared at the empty air in front of her and moved her hands in various ways painting a picture in the air with the light. It was a picture of a bunny, simply and easy to draw. She held her hands out again before her face and blew at the bunny made of light. To everyone's astonishment it gave the image life and little bunny hoped down from the air and around the fire. Lok pet it as it hoped by, causing it to dissipate. Now she tried something more complicated. Homay draw figures of trees and water, setting a back round. The more she drew in the air, the smaller the orbs in her hand became. Then she began to draw a bird. The color of the orbs in her hands changed as she drew different parts of the picture, bringing green to the trees, blue to the water, yellow to the bark and meadow grass, and red to the bird that flew freely in and out of the trees. Homay held out a hand to the bird as the picture dissolved. It flew over to her and landed in her hand. She pet it once, closed her hands over the small light made animal and opened her hand again. There was no bird but instead a volley of multicolored butterflies. As they fluttered they trailed behind little flakes of themselves in the air before they too became nothing. One landed on Tak's nose and folded its wings open and closed before it faded. Homay sat back down on the sand and watched as the last of the butterflies died. There was a small applause and she blushed, smiling.

"Its really easy to do once you get the basics, but it starts getting to be a real challenge when you get into adding color."

"How do you get it to move like that?" Lok asked.

"It's like running a movie in your head. You create the image you want and just make slight alterations in the picture to give it that moving effect. It's just like willing yourself to move."

Homay looked down at the ground sadly and sighed.

"I try to remember how I learned, but it's just another one of those things that just come to me. Zhita!" she cussed in her native language. "I wish I could remember."

Jibulba pulled the spit off the fire and pulled the hot fish off using sugar leaves. One by one he passed them around to everyone. Tak took a bite of his. Lok however waited till it cooled off before taking his. Homay was not familiar with this form of food, but took it and looked at it bizarrely. Tak swallowed his second bite and pointed over to her portion.

"Go ahead and take a bite. I tastes like salmon. You eat the sugar leaf last. Or you can eat both at the same time. It gives the fish a sweat taste."

She trusted his word and took a sample of it. True to his word, it was sweet and juicy. She took another bite and giggled. After they all had finished their supper, they laid down on the towels and looked up at the stars. Jibulba pointed out constellations and told stories behind them. The sound of Lok's snoring soon reverberated around them. It was surprising that he didn't get scared when dark fell. Normally he would have been under his blanket by now, whimpering in fear. The fire had started to die down so Homay volunteered to go and get more firewood but the supply they had brought had run out so she had to go find some out on the island. She thought it would be fun to go out exploring in this new place, even more fun in the dark. As she walked away from the campsite on the beach it got darker than she thought. She hard the sound of beating wings and ducked as a flying Nurble swooped past her head. Letting out a sigh of relief as it's cry ran out in the distance. Walking over the bridge and past another Juju shrine, she came to a cut off part of the island. The bridge that spanned over a water filled chasm was destroyed. Homay peered across the way and say multiple trees and broken pieces of wood from what was felt of the bridge. Despite the height of the chasm, she levitated herself over to the other side with ease. Eagerly she picked up pieces of wood and branches along the edge of the trees. As she did she hummer the Sand of Time song again. Turning she saw a Raps Berry bush and she nearly screamed in delight. Homay rushed over to the bush and picked a hand full of them to take back to the camp when a vine slithered around her ankle. Homay screamed and dropped all wood and berries as the vine pulled her leg from under her, hauling her toward the back tree line. The next thing she knew she was suspender in the air by her foot, sharp thorns from the vine threatening to cut through her boots. She looked down, or in this case up, to peer into the slitted eye's of a Nubu plant. It opened its mouth wide and a haze of green shrouded her face. Homay coughed and waved it way. The plant simply regarded her, tilting its head to one side, growling. Homay smiled and reached into her pocket, pulling out her flute. The plant tilted it's head even more as she started to play some happy music. After she played a few notes on the she offered it one of the berries she had not managed to drop. Again it opened it mouth and she tossed it in. The plant swallowed the berry, smiled, and let her go. Homay fell to the ground hard but did not care. In the light and right side up, she was able to see the plant more clearly. It's once luscious vines were an old looking brown, its usual orange-pink head a faded purple.

"Gri sar eldum, mia compali."

The plant took in a raspy breath as is gasping.

"Eldum, ifis lits tutimisite." It wheezed, bowing to her.

"Homay, is everything ok?" Tak's voice sounded from near the bridge.

"Yes, I'm coming."

She turned and started to pick up the wood that she had dropped. When she had reached for the last piece, a vine slithered over and picked it up for her. Homay smiled as the plant placed the wook in her arms with the rest.

"Jit Gri."

Homay gave the old plant a hug but it would not let go when she went to leave. It gave her a look of worry as if saying be careful. She could feel how the plant's feelings, hearing what it was saying in its mind.

"You must be careful my child, danger lurks with you're friends. You must return home. Only there you are safe."

Homay stared wide-eyed at the plant before it released her. Hurriedly she walked away and levitated over to the other side of the chasm. She kept glancing over her shoulder at the plant but it had faded into the shadows. Another moment of not knowing where she was going, Homay ran into something and spilled all the wood again.

"Ow, you should pay a little more attention to where you're going, Homay."

She blinked.

"I'm sorry Tak. I didn't see you, its so dark." She said nervously.

"Well that can be fixed."

Tak reached behind him and pulled his wand from its case, lighting it up. Homay glanced up at him and blinked a few time from the sudden light. Tak laughed at how pale she looked then.

"You look like you saw a ghost."

Homay picked herself off the ground, dusting debris from her cloths.

"I might have." She laughed it off.

Tak and Homay both picked up the wood pieces with out a word. Homay tried to pick up the pieces quickly but she kept dropping them. Her hands were shaking. Tak saw how she was acting. Something was bothering her obviously. It would be best that he didn't pry; she'll tell him in time. Once the wood was picked up for a second time that night. They walked back to the camp to find the fire out. Homay tossed a few logs into the fire while Tak piled the rest near their supplies. As he came back, Homay had pulled her flute out and started to play it like she normally did. The notes came soft and soothing, rising and falling slowly, high note vibratos. Jibulba nodded his head as the music played and Tak laid back onto the sand. Homay glanced at him through one eye, still playing soft music. He was tired and her music, like before, lulled him to sleep again. Jibulba soon followed.

-BREAK-

Lok snored loudly where he slept, Jibulba and Tak sleeping more quietly on the other side of the extinguished fire. Homay, however did not sleep. She had been up at night thinking about everything but her no matter how hard she tried to focus her mind always came back to Tak. It was causing a distraction so she had to get away. Homay stood and walked farther down the beach away from the camp. It was a good thing she used her flute or they would have never gone to sleep. The plants words kept running through her mind. How could danger lay with her friends, after all she felt safer with them. And where was home anyway. They say home is where you're heart is but right now her heart was in all sorts of places. As she walked down the beach farther and farther down the bank, Homay shrugged off the feeling of being watched. So many questions and very few answers. She stopped for a moment and shivered from the nights cold. It was dark in the sky and the stars could be seen as clearly as spots on a albino Nurble. It was difficult for her not to go home after all that has happened. Homay had grown close to these people. Lok was like a ridiculous older brother and Jibulba was like an uncle to her. And Tak. Tak and Homay had become such great friends over the past few weeks. He was funny, kind, brave, smart, and…and…and. What else was he? What ever else he was it was sure to reflect positively on him. But that took her back to what the plant had said. It contradicted with everything. Homay didn't know which to believe. Tak was not evil. He would never be evil…would he?

"What are you doing out here?"

The sudden voice startled Homay and she jumped, screaming. She took a few steps into the water along the shore before she turned around. The dark outline of a figure got closer to her, reaching out for her. She screamed again and fell back with a splash into the water, trying to crawl away but the water that splashed up the shore prevented her from fleeing any further.

"Homay get out of the water, there are jelly fish in the shallows!"

Homay continued to try and escape when something slimy swam passed her arm and stun her skin. She screamed in pain, scrunching her eye's shut and pulled her injured arm out of the water. The figure took this opportunity and seized her arm. She struggled against his firm grip on her wrist but the figure would not let go. It knelt down in front of her in the water and reached for her face but she slapped his hand away.

"Uttwik hinma mi! Nio qwalle!" she screamed in her native tongue.

The figure recoiled at being slapped but forced contact non the less. She did know who he was, after all it was dark out. Homay froze from the gentle contact of his skin in her cheek.

"Calm down. It's me."

Homay cleared her eyes of the sea water that kept splashing in her face and looked at that figure. In the partial moon light she could see the face of Tak. She let out a nervous laugh.

"Oh. Hello Me. I'm sorry. I didn't know it was you."

"It's alright. I caught you off guard, you had a right to panic."

Tak pulled Homay to her feet, out of the water.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow."

Homay flinched when one of his fingers brushed the jellyfish sting on her arm.

"Let me see."

Tak looked at the sting on her arm and hissed through his teeth.

"It doest look too bad."

"Your just saying that to make me feel better." She laughed.

"Your right. Are you ok though?"

"It hurts a little bit, but I think will be fine."

Tak nodded but did not let go of her arm, but instead kept looking at the sting. It looked like it really hurt. The fact that Tak had not let go of her wrist made Homay blush. Tak had a hold of the arm with both of his hands, one of which kept traveling up her arm to rest on her shoulder.

"Are you sure?" he asked looking up at her.

"Yeah."

Tak's grip in her wrist lessened, and leaned in closer to her. There was a moment of hesitance when Homay too leaned in closer. Both their eye's slowly shut as they felt each others breath on their lips and finally locked in a kiss.

DC: O…M..G!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That's so sweet. Well I hoped you liked it. It took me forever to type because of how long it was. And if it was a song fic, I'd have used the song Waiting All My Life – Rascal Flatts. If you've never heard that song go to and listen to it! Its such a good song. Hope it was a good chapter! Don't forget to review.

And next time we will be taking a trip to the Juju Realms.