- 1 Day and 3 Hours Stranded on an Island -
Trixie sighed as she walked towards the center of the beach while carrying her hand-made shovel. It's been more than a day since she and the other two girls ended up stranded on the island. Her time spent on the island so far had been... unpleasant. Their boat was wreaked, got attacked by that annoying brown monkey, stranded alone on sea for a few hours, got lost in the woods, almost got eaten by a bear (no thanks to that same monkey), tied up on a tree trunk with that annoying Siren and floated on a rapid river and nearly died from the waterfall, and she spent all night cleaning her bed sheet because of that same infernal monkey, who is now Sonata's pet, left her his gift on her bed.
And that was only the first day on the island.
After spending half of the day sleeping in her bed, Trixie decided to proceed with her new plan on escaping this hell of an island. Earlier, she found a long, thick branch from one of the trees and carved it down to a long, strong handle. Next, she spent a whole hour walking around the outside of the woods until she found a big, flat and smooth yet slightly sharp stone on one side. She tied up the stone to her handle and made it into her hand-made shovel. Satisfied that her new shovel is steady, she decided to head to the center of the beach so she can put her tool to good use, which is where she's is now.
Once she reached her spot, Trixie sighed again. "Okay Trixie," she muttered to herself. "Just dig up the sand to create a message so someone can come and rescue us... but mostly me! How hard can this be?"
Trixie pierced the sand with her shovel and then starting to dig.
- 1 Day and 4 Hours Stranded on an Island -
After an hour of digging, Trixie stabbed her shovel on the sandy ground as she wiped the sweat off of her forehead with her forearm.
"Phew... that's a lot of hard work, but at least it's finished!"
She was currently standing in the middle of a large circle with about five inches of dug trail around it. There were also others trails next to the circle that was also dug in a similar wavy line. If you see her handy work from several yards away and in a bird's-eye view, you could make out the letters that spelled, 'SOS'.
Trixie smiled down at her work. "Now I'll out of here in no time!"
She immediately frowned when she noticed a swash coming in and partly wiped one of the letter a bit. She looked up and her eyes widen when she saw a huge wave at the size of a boat. The wave crashed into the beach and a huge swash came in and covered up to Trixie's ankles and her letters. The swash then pulled back into the water revealing a damped, yet blank sandy ground.
Trixie's stared at the ground in shock. Her message, that she spent an hour to make, was gone. She growled in frustration and then she stared out towards the ocean waves with her narrowed eyes.
"...so that's how you're gonna play, eh island?"
- 1 Day and 5 Hours Stranded on an Island -
"Okay, I'm half-way done," Trixie muttered as she placed another stone into the ground.
After her first attempt to make an SOS message failed, Trixie spent the first half hour of gathering round rocks from the woods and brought them back to the same spot on the beach but further away from the water this time. She then quickly dig up the sand to make the SOS letters again. Once she's finished, she started to place the rocks into the holes. Her plan was in case if the waves comes in to wipe the beach again, the rocks will still be in place to keep the message intact.
As Trixie covered half of the letter 'O' with rocks, Sonata approach her from behind.
"Hey Bixie, whacha' doing?" asked Sonata.
"Go away siren!" Trixie responded with a grunt, not looking up from her work. "Can't you see that Trixie's busy at the moment!"
Sonata cocked her eyebrow. "By playing with rocks?"
"I'm not playing!" Trixie snapped as she placed another rock into the hole. "I'm trying to create a message!"
"...with rocks?" Sonata asked as she tilt her head.
Trixie huffed. "No, with popsicle sticks and glue. OF COURSE I'M USING ROCKS!"
Sonata frowned and crossed her arms. "You don't have to shout at me! Jeez!"
Trixie sighed heavily before she finally looked up from her work and looked directly at Sonata's eyes. "Okay look, I'm trying to create a simple, yet important message for anyone who rides on a plane so they will know that we are on this island."
Sonata smiled. "Oh, so they can drop by and join our beach party! That's a great idea Trixie!"
Trixie wanted to slap the back of the siren's head for her idiocy, but Trixie barely managed to keep her composure.
"No! It's so they can come and rescue us you moron!" Trixie scoffed before she turned back to her work. "Anyway, I'm hoping by laying out these dark gray rocks, which contracts the color of the sand, they can easily see my message and we'll be able to get off of this island."
"Well, what message will you write to them?" Sonata questioned. "The stones around here are very limited."
"Simple, I'll simply write down 'S.O.S.' as my message," Trixie answered.
Sonata placed her finger on her chin in thought. "S.O.S? Does that mean 'Sink or Swim,' 'Soups or Salad,' or 'Suds or Soaps?'"
"NO!" Trixie roared, facing Sonata again. "It means 'help!'"
Sonata frowned. "Um... no. Last I checked, help starts with the letter 'H.' Even I knew that!"
The urge to punch that siren in the face was very high, but Trixie breathe out though her nose to calm herself.
"S.O.S is a morse code for help, which was used in case of emergencies like this."
Sonata blinked. "What's a morce code?"
Trixie facepalmed.
"Hey girls, what's going on?" said Pinkie as she approached them.
Sonata faced Pinkie while pointing at Trixie. "Bixie is playing with the rocks."
"Trixie told you!" said Trixie in her annoyed tone. "I'm trying to make an S.O.S. message with these rocks!"
Pinkie blinked. "S.O.S.? Does that stand for 'Socks or Shoes,' 'Spring or Summer' or 'Sugar or Spice?' I vote for sugar!"
"NO IT'S- you know what, get out of here! Both of you! I don't have time for this nonsense! I'm going back to create my message!"
As Trixie went back to placing her rocks in the hole, Pinkie simply stared at Trixie's back while Sonata huffed and placed her hands on her hips.
"Jeez, what a grouch!" Sonata muttered.
"Oh don't mind her Nata," Pinkie assured. "She's just a little cranky because she skipped breakfast today."
"For realizes?" asked Sonata. "I thought she was cranky because she didn't get any sleep last night because she spent a lot of time cleaning Bob's doody off of her bed sheets."
Pinkie shrugged. "Maybe it's a combination of both. Either way, it's not good to skip the most important meal of the day."
Sonata scratched her head. "You think she skipped breakfast all the time? Because she's always so cranky every time I see her in the hallway. Heck, she's probably more cranky than Mr. Doodle."
"I can hear you two!" Trixie snapped, making the two girls winced at her tone.
"Hey Nata, you wanna build some sand castles with me?" Pinkie asked hastily.
"Sure! It'll be way better than playing with some rocks anyway," Sonata answered just as quickly.
As Pinkie and Sonata ran as far as their legs can carry them, Trixie glared at their retreating backs for a moment before she huffed and went back to her work.
"Idiots!"
Somewhere from underneath the coconut tree from the distance, Bob the monkey stared at Trixie with narrowed eyes. Even though they lived together now, that doesn't mean he'll forgive or forget about what she had done to his home. She didn't even say she was sorry. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a bird call from above him. He looked up to see a seagull, sitting on the tree branch. Bob stared at the seagull and then at Trixie for a moment before he smirked when an idea came into his mind.
- 1 Day and 6 Hours Stranded on an Island -
Trixie placed the last rock in the hole before she stood up and wiped her forehead.
"There, that should do it!" she exclaimed as she looked over her work with a smug look on her face. "Let see if those stupid waves wipe off my message now!"
Her completed work was once again dug up into three giant letters, 'SOS.' This time, she also included some medium-sized round rocks inside the letters, making the letters more solid and clear. That took her two hours to make that same message this time, but she was confident that her letters will stay that way.
Suddenly, she saw a swash come in on the beach, wiping off a corner of the letter a bit. She looked up and saw a huge wave again, crashing into the beach. A huge swash came into the beach and covered her ankles and all the letters again. The swash then pulled back and all of the water returned to the ocean. Unlike the last time, the three letters in a rocky form, remained on the beach. Despite slightly wet and barely covered in sand, her message was still visible and clear for anyone to read.
Trixie turned towards the ocean and pointed at it with her vicious smirk.
"HA! Take that waves!"
Her victory was short lived when a seagull suddenly landed on top of one of the rocks and started pecking at it with its beak.
Trixie blinked. "W-what the?"
The seagull then picked up the rock with its beak and attempted to fly away, much to Trixie's horror.
"Hey! Put that rock down!" Trixie yelled as she ran towards the seagull.
Trixie managed to grab the rock before the seagull fly away with it, but the seagull refused to let go the rock.
"Gimme that!" Trixie snarled a while trying to pry the rock out of the bird's mouth.
As Trixie was busy doing the tug-a-war against the seagull for the rock, three more seagulls showed up and they also picked up the rocks. Just when Trixie had the upper hand against the seagull, Trixie finally noticed the other seagulls taking away her rocks.
"HEY!"
Trixie chased after the birds while holding on to the one rock with the seagull still attached to it. She caught the one of the birds by its feet, while the other two got away with her rocks. She decided to worry about them later as she was having a three-way tug-a-war against the two birds to get her rocks back. To make matters worse for her, a whole swarm of seagulls suddenly appeared and came down on her. She was forced to let go of her rocks as some seagulls were attacking her while the rest of them were taking the rocks.
"WHERE'D YOU ALL COME FROM!?" Trixie screamed at the top of her lungs as she was protecting her face from the birds.
A few seconds laters, the whole swarm of birds stopped attacking Trixie and they flew away to the clear blue sky, leaving Trixie on the ground, moaning in pain. She slowly sat up with her hair frizzled, scratches on her face and feathers all over her. She spat the feathers out of her mouth as she surveyed the area. Her rocks, which displayed her SOS message, was gone. All of her work was ruined, by a bunch of birds no less.
Suddenly, Trixie heard an animal sound; a sound that she's all too familiar with. She turned her head and her face went red in anger when she spotted Bob the monkey, laughing at her as he was rolling on the ground. Her mind put two and two together when she realized how this whole thing happened.
"YOU!" Trixie yelled while pointing accusingly at Bob. You're behind this!"
Bob's only response was laughing at her some more.
"Why you little!" Trixie screamed before she lunged at the monkey.
The monkey screeched in fright and then quickly leaped away before Trixie could grab him. Trixie chased the monkey down across the beach and into the coastline. Bob kept on running until he tripped over a huge conch shell that was sticking out of the sand. He roughly landed on the ground and looked up just in time to see Trixie hovered over him with a maniacal smirk on her face.
"Ha! I have you now..."
Trixie was so focused on Bob, she didn't even realized that a huge wave from the ocean was coming towards her from behind, ready to shallow them. Bob noticed the wave and looked around in panic until he spotted a seagull from above him. With no time to waste, he placed his fingers in his mouth and let out a sharp whistle, getting the seagull's attention. When the seagull noticed Bob, it quickly dove down towards him. When the seagull was close enough, Bob grabbed its feet and was pulled up into the air just before Trixie could catch him.
"HEY! GET BACK HERE YOU DIRTY, COWERING APE!" Trixie screamed angrily at the retreating monkey.
As they were flying away safely from danger, Bob simply smirked and then mockingly waved 'goodbye' to Trixie.
Trixie raised her eyebrow at the flying monkey before she heard the sound of the roaring water from behind her. She slowly turned and her eyes widen just in time to see a huge tidal wave, ready to crash down on her.
"...mommy," Trixie squeaked before her vision went black.
Pinkie and Sonata were having a fun time building their sandcastles. As Sonata was eating her taco, she built a giant taco made of sand, including added details of the ingredients that is packed inside the taco shell. Pinkie built the exact replica of the statue of David, only made of sand instead of marble. Pinkie was about to do her finishing touches until she spotted something from the corner of her eye.
Trixie was on her back, floating over to where the two girls were. Once she was on the coastline, Trixie sat up and squirted all the water out of her mouth like a fountain. After all the water was out of her system, she coughed for a minute before she laid back down on the sand and let out a long moan.
Pinkie's eyes brighten. "Oh hey Trixie! You should've told us you're going swimming. We would've love to join in!"
"Me too!" Sonata chirped as she took a bite out of her taco. "...except I need my arm floaties before I could swim."
Trixie simply sighed in annoyance.