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The Neopian Times Week 13 > Short Stories > The Smugglers of the Cove

The Smugglers of the Cove

by whateverchick14

Long ago, a horrible pirate named Ol’ Hairy-Ears traveled with his two trusty comrades to a secret island in the sea. He etched a large X into the sand with his peg leg, then sent Long Legs Jenkins and One-Eyed Hook digging. After countless hours, the hole was done. The three pirates hauled a large chest full of bronze, silver, and gold pieces into the hole. Once the treasure was covered, Ol’ Hairy-Ears sailed away with the others. Their ship was lost at sea and they were never seen again, but the Legend of Ol’ Hairy-Ears remains more than a myth to this day.

A tall green, feathered creature lifted his head from the wet sand. Waves had washed him up onto the shore from a shipwreck. He looked around with a groan. A way down the beach lay a short pink animal. It sat up rubbing its head, then called, “Beaky? Beaky, y’all right there?”

Beaky grunted his response. “Aye, Stubby, that I am. Where is we, does ye know?” Stubby shook his head. “I be a thinkin’ we’re lost.” Beaky nodded and stood up.

Suddenly he cried out. “Stubby! Look over yonder!” A dark cave was not 100 yards from them. The two ran for it.

“I’m gonna beat ‘cha to it,” Stubby grunted as he tottered toward the cave. Suddenly he cried out and stumbled face-first into the sand.

“Ya ninny,” Beaky muttered as he turned around. Stubby was clutching his foot and groaning. “Aye, what’s that?” Beaky asked suddenly, his voice filled with excitement. “Look right by ye feet, Stub! I think we’s found us a treasure!”

An ancient, rusty chest lay half-buried in the sand with just a corner sticking out. The two birdlike creatures hauled it out. Stubby snatched up a rock and started hacking at the old lock. After a few minutes, the lock fell apart and into the sand.

Beaky pulled the top open, waiting to be dazzled by the treasure he hoped was in it. But only a few metal pieces lay inside. Stubby grabbed at them and counted the pieces quickly. “Aye, Beaky, not much. I’d say we got about four bronze things, three silvers, and only two golds.” He held the coins out in his hand to his comrade.

Beaky moaned in disappointment. “And I thought we was gonna be filthy stinkin’ rich!” Stubby grunted, muttering something about how they weren’t missing the stinking part. The tall green bird peered into the chest again. “Stubby!” he gasped. “Lookit this! Lookit!”

Various, oddly shaped items filled the bottom of the chest. A strange umbrella-like object, a bright yellow sword. “We’ve hit the jackpot,” Stubby said hoarsely. “At least, I hope so.”

Beaky nodded and grinned, holding the sword up at Stubby. Immediately the blade drooped over. “These has gotta be the biggest scams ever!” he cried. “People think they’re worth a lot, but den they turn out fake! And I bet you anything they can be traded for more coins!”

So in that cove on the strange, shipwrecked day, Beaky and Stubby set up their own trading post. It took them many days to prepare, but finally Beaky went out and “accidentally” let the Aisha out of the bag, as he said. Neopians flocked to the cave, and traded their precious Dubloons for things like the Umbrella Shield and the Banana Sword. Neopian police tried to figure out what was going on and the trading post was dubbed Smugglers Cove. To this day, you can go there and see what your luck may be.

The End

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