Emerald Griffin's Adventures: DO NOT ENTER

Emerald Griffin sighed. Nothing to do at all. In the background, the common sounds of Strut and Mort's squabbling ensued.

"Hey! Give me back my slushie!"

"Well, you took my strawberries first!"

She sighed. The way they were getting on, she'd need another bottle of aspirin by nightfall. She sighed, and popped the potato-flavored pill into her mouth. Chewing, she comtemplated that weird place she had seen earlier. The island with DO NOT ENTER written all over it in big red letters.

"Lassie? How far are we from the island?"

The collie looked up from her meat. "Oh, we're still here," she said, raising an eyebrow.

The girl said nothing, but stood and took the wheel.

"What are you doing?"

"Turning towards the island. What does it look like I'm doing?"

"Gulp. You really mean it?"

"Yup."