Jazz shared the same façade. He watched Snowie Jr as the youngest yoshi in the group picked up the book and flipped open to the bookmarks page. He read more of the sentences at the end of the second page and read them aloud.

"This says 'may you follow towards the river until you reach to the snaking river's bowl of water'." He scratched his forehead in confusion. "This must be the ocean." He continued reading, his voice soft as the spring winds. "It also says 'there you will enter to your first destination and your first departure: Ocean Zero'."

xxxxx

Our first departure? Jazz thought with a hidden jolt of shock. They were only minutes away from the sound of the ocean's waves lapping along the shores quietly. A bridge expanded out in front of them. Snowie Jr (white yoshi), who had the book closed with an inserted bookmark-leaf, hopped effortlessly onto the foot-high bridge and helped Skipper (blue yoshi) and Jazz (black yoshi) aboard. Jazz felt the bridge beneath them creak with complaint. They couldn't stand on this bridge for a long time.

Skipper stretched his head and narrowed his eyes. Jazz and Snowie Jr followed his gaze and almost immediately they spotted what looked like a large castle, a faint blue shadow against the light blue sky.

"That must be Ocean Zero Castle," Skipper said.

Jazz widened his eyes. It's about time that Skipper doesn't add one of his wide words when he talked, he thought inwardly. He must not be himself right now.

As they stared off at the isolated castle that practically sat on the ocean surface, Snowie Jr opened the book where the pages were saved. He read aloud:

"Go further and you will find obstacles that only Water can progress through."

Water?

Snowie continued reading. "It is said that only the One That's Blue of Water will then find his inner power he has long kept for this day." His eyes immediately flickered towards Skipper.

Skipper eyed him back with the same intensity.

"You have to do it, Skip," Jazz said point-blank.

Skipper's tongue must've been caught because he was dead silent. He shook his head as if clearing his mind as they trotted over the groaning bridge. They reach the end of the bridge and before them now stretched a narrow path about half the length of the bridge they stood on. Wide holes dispersed in their way, becoming an impediment.

What does water have to do with holes? thought Jazz, scratching the back of his head.

Snowie Jr looked back down at the yellowed chipped page. "At this rate, Water must work with Ice." He looked up and directly met the inquisitive eyes of Jazz and Skipper.

By then, a pang of long-forgotten knowledge blossomed in Jazz's head. "I know what you two should do," he said. "However you'll do it, find your inner powers and fill up the holes." He ignored their gasps of exaggeration.

"How are we supposed to know how we will control our powers?" Skipper spat out the last word, throwing his arms down in aggravated gesticulation. Jazz felt a tiny splash of cold water on his round nose. Everyone fell quiet, with Skipper stiffened with arms hanging, and gazed as the dripping water dribble onto the wooden surface.

Jazz's eyes hardened at Skipper. "See? There's your power."

Skipper looked at his hands as if his hands turned into knives. "I can bend water!"

Keep in mind that you're not a water bender but you can form water out of thin air, Jazz could picture Snowie Jr's expression saying that.

Without further ado Skipper edged to the verge of the bridge. His face wrinkled into a frown, his teeth bared into a snarl. Lifting his arms and gathering all of the strength he could get, he threw his arms forward and a stream of water spurted from his hands, filling up the gaps in a blink of an eye. Jazz and Snowie Jr stared in astonishment as Skipper filled up the other holes with the same aggravation, his anger building up as he progressed. When the last, farthest hole was filled to the brim his scorching eyes darkened into pools of exhaustion, panting as he dropped onto his knees.

Now it was Ice's turn. Jazz eyed Snowie Jr with anticipation. He wondered if the shy, quiet yoshi would finally show some emotion for once in his life. That would be a show.

Snowie Jr padded on either side of Skipper and tried to mimic Skipper's forced moves. Nothing came out. HE tried it even harder. Still nothing came out. When he sighed and just waved his arm as soft as a feather in disappointment, a round snowball flew out like a white blur and landed on the first puddle, turning it to hard ice. He turned around swiftly and his eyes became round with building success.

He probably has to be easy with how he control his power.

Snowie Jr performed the same hand flick, flicked his other hand, and built up his flicking until he reached to the furthest puddle. Wonder filled up their eyes as the obstacles were no more than passable plates glistening in the sunlight.

Skipper had seemed to regain his normal strength and stood up. His eyes were still hooded. "We did it…" his voice faded with fading exhaustion.

Jazz clapped slowly. "That was amazing, guys. Now let's get going." His voice was deep with fondness of his friends' first time using their powers. I wonder what my power would be like. I know its fire, but how would I be able to wield it? He was still secretly upset that Snowie Jr didn't perform such remarkable, uncharacteristic actions to control his power. They nodded at each other and walked-and-slid down to the trail to the grand entrance of Ocean Zero Castle.