The Three Castaways

by sonicfan05

How to Escape From a Sinking Boat

- 6 Days and 3 Hours Stranded on an Island -

Water continued to pour in from the hole that Trixie made from her rampage and quickly filled up the room. Trixie, Pinkie and Bob was watching everything in horror while Sonata was screaming and running around all over the room.

"Oh no! The water's coming in!" Sonata yelled in panic before she began to cry. "It's the Atlantis incident all over again!"

Trixie frantically looked around the room until she spotted some large crates that were not destroyed by her.

"Quick, push the crates!" Trixie command loudly.

Everyone pushed all the crates that were left and placed them in front of the hole. While the crates slowed down the water flow, but it was not enough to keep it from coming in. They pushed and leaned their bodies against the crates to keep them in place.

"No good! The water is still coming in!" Pinkie cried as was pushing one of the crates with all her strength.

"Well at least this will slow down the water flow." Trixie grunted, ignoring the water splashing across her face. "At least it couldn't get any worse."

Suddenly they felt something slammed against them. They looked into a tiny hole they couldn't cover to see an eye which belonged to one of the sharks outside. They heard shark growled through the crates and it's eye narrowed at them.

"...I got to stop saying that," Trixie said dryly.

Then they heard more sharks growling from the outside and they were slamming against their barrier as a group. Eventually, one shark slammed against the crates the final time and the break through into the room. Pinkie, Sonata and Bob screamed and ran back but Trixie stood her ground with her axe over her head.

"Back off Jaws!" Trixie screamed. "I got an axe and I'm not afraid to use it!"

Trixie swung her axe towards one of the sharks with all her might. Unfortunately, not only the shark caught the axe with it's mouth, but it also breaks it in two, leaving Trixie defenseless.

"Well you had an axe," Sonata commented but then yelped when one shark almost bit her.

"Upstairs, hurry!" Pinkie screamed.

As the two girls and Bob fled up the stairs, Trixie noticed something green floating in the water. Her eyes widen when she realized that was the green wire she needed to get the boat running. However, there was also a shark that was a few feet away from the wire. With a gulp and her determined look, Trixie dove for the wire and quickly snatched it out of the water before the shark could snap her hand off.

With the wire in her hand, Trixie quickly turned and towards the exit with the shark swimming behind her at a high speed. When Trixie was close enough, she took a huge leap and landed on the stairs. The shark tried to bite Trixie, but because she's too high, it only bit off a small piece of Trixie's skirt. With a startled shriek, Trixie ran up the stairs and out the door to the upper deck where Bob and the rest of the girls were huffing and puffing as if they ran a marathon.

"That... was too close!" said Pinkie with a huff.

"I... thought we're... going to be... shark bait... for realsies!" Sonata wheezed.

While they were recovering, they noticed Trixie was running past them and heading to the control room.

"Hey, where you going!" Pinkie called out to Trixie.

"No time," Trixie shouted back as she was running towards the door. "I just retrieved the green wire! I'll going to reattach this and then we'll quickly turn back to the island before this ship-"

Before Trixie could touch the doorknob, the control room exploded and the door flew out of the doorframe and in turn, the door knocked Trixie away and she landed on the floor. Alarmed, the girls ran over to Trixie to see if she was okay. When the girls arrived, Trixie felt recovered from the flying door and then looked up in horror. The entrance to the control room collapsed with all the huge wooden debris blocking it. From within the room, they could barely see a fire buring everything in sight, including their main control booth which was now crushed and slowly burned away.

"THE CONTROLS!" Trixie screamed. She was about to ran towards the burning room but both of the girls held her back. "NO! Without them, we can move at all!"

"Are you crazy? You won't be able to get in there!" Pinkie exclaimed while keeping her grip on Trixie's arm.

"And even if you did, it's way too dangerous!" Sonata added who was holding Trixie's other arm.

Trixie stopped struggling when she realized they were right. She turned to Pinkie with her desperate look.

"What about the sails? Maybe we can use the wind to guide us back!"

Pinkie looked up at the pole, only to discover that their huge sail now had a huge hole in the middle, prevent them from moving. Pinkie shook her head. "No good! The sails were damaged from the storm!"

Before Trixie could say anything, they felt a violent bang from beneath them and the whole ship shook. They fell to the floor as the boat continued to rocked back and forth in a very violent manor until it stopped. Trixie, who was first to recover, stood back up.

"What the heck was that!?" she screamed.

They all felt a huge bang and the boat was shaking around again. This time, they all heard more then one beastly growls coming from the lower deck.

Trixie's eyes widen in realization. "It's the sharks! They're all coming into the ship and ramming from the inside!"

Their ship shook again as the sharks continued to keep slamming from beneath the deck. Trixie also noticed that their upper deck was getting closer to the water with every damage done by the group of sharks.

"This is bad!" Trixie cried as she placed both her palms on each side of her face in panic. "They're making the ship sink faster!"

The girls (and monkey) fears increased as the boat continued to shake violently, causing the upper deck to get closer to the ocean's surface with each slam.

"Okay, so let's recap," Sonata said out loud as she's listing off with her fingers. "Our ship is sinking fast, no thanks to Trixie..." Trixie gave Sonata her icy glare but Sonata ignored her and kept going. "Those sharks invaded our ship and causing more damage, our control room is on fire and caved in, our sails were destroyed, leaving us immobilized and we're pretty much going to die either by drowning, burned alive or eaten by sharks." Sonata looked up at Pinkie. "Did I get all of that?"

"Yeah, pretty much." Pinkie said nonchalantly.

As the boat rocked again, Trixie leaned against the wall and slid down to the floor. She sighed dejectedly. "It's over... we're all gonna die."

"No, we can't give up!" Sonata exclaimed. "There must be something we can do!"

Trixie sighed again and shook her head. "No. There's nothing we can do. Even if we just jump off and tried to swim to shore, those sharks will easily catch up to us. The worse part is... this is all my fault." Trixie looked down to the floor as tears were leaking from the corners of her eyes. "I just wanted to go home! I want to go back to Canterlot High, where all of our peers were, including my best friend, my band members, your dorky friends, anyone! I just don't want to be-"

Trixie stopped herself before she could say anymore. However, Pinkie put the two and two together and looked at Trixie with concern.

"Trixie, are you scared... of being alone?" Pinkie said softly.

"No," Trixie denied.

"I think she is Pinks!" Sonata interjected with a frown.

"I'm not scared!" Trixie cried hoarsely.

"Then what are you feeling?" Sonata questioned.

"I'm... very alarmed!" Trixie added with a sniff.

Sonata raised her eyebrow. "Isn't that the same thing?"

"SHUT UP!"

Pinkie knelt beside Trixie and placed her hand on Trixie's shoulder to calm her down. "Trixie... it's okay," she said soothingly. "I get it. It's never a good feeling to be alone. It's actually my greatest fear too! I sometimes fear that my friends won't like me anymore and leave me behind."

Sonata knelt down at Trixie's other side and offered Trixie her comforting smile. "And I feared that everyone, including my sisters will leave me and I'll forever be alone for being a screw-up."

Trixie looked between the two girls and then gave both of them her skeptical frown. "That's unlikely! You dorks have your dorky friends who are too loyal and like you from the start! I doubt they'll leave you!"

"Exactly!" Pinkie proclaimed with a smile. "As long as you have friends who cared about you, then our fears of being alone is just a silly thought."

Trixie was confused with Pinkie words. "But... I don't have friends right now."

Pinkie smirked. "Yes you do."

Sonata wrapped her arm around Trixie's shoulder. "We're your friends!"

Trixie couldn’t believe what she was hearing. These two girls, who she used and betrayed them for her own benifits, were still considered her their friend. "What? But... I've been bad- no, horrible to you girls! How can you all still be by my side after all of that?"

Pinkie frowned. "Trix, while I understand why you were angry, but what you did to Sonata and then Bob was way too far."

Trixie winced at the accusation and looked down in shame.

"But..."

Trixie looked up to see Pinkie Pie, who was smiling at her.

"Friendship is about supporting and helping each other out, especially being there when you are needed the most. Yes, there are risks we'll end up hurting each other, but if you really cared for each other, it would only made our friendship stronger." Sonata nodded in agreement.

"But... but..." Trixie stammered.

"Hey Bixie... can I still call you that?" Sonata asked. When she received a nod from Trixie, Sonata continued. "Bixie, even though what you said to me was... hurtful... I deserved it and I apologize for ruining your trip."

Trixie sighed guiltily. "While I do appreciate your apology, but that doesn't excused my behavior. I shouldn't have said those harsh things to you. You never intended to break down our ship. Me? I planned to use you from the start!" Trixie looked down sadly. "And I'm not proud of it... and you should hate me for it."

They were silent for a moment before Sonata asked, "Do you hate me now?"

Trixie looked up. "What?"

"Do you hate me now, after finding out that I screwed up with those wires? And please be honest."

Trixie blinked. Sonata's question caught her off guard. Trixie looked into Sonata's eyes. "Well... to be honest, I was... angry... furious actually... for what you did. But..." Trixie sighed and looked down again. "I do not hate you for it. You were just trying to do something nice for us... it was still a stupid thing to do, but it's the thought that counts."

"Do you forgive me, for making a mistake?"

"...yes, I forgive you."

"Then it's the same for me!"

Trixie's head went up again. "Huh?"

"Even with all the mean words you said to me, I couldn't bring myself to hate you either," said Sonata with a genuine smile. "And if you're still in doubt, then let me say... I forgive you."

Trixie couldn’t hold back her tears anymore and began to cry. Both Pinkie and Sonata wrapped Trixie up into a hug.

"I'm sorry," She croaked, wiping her tears away from her eyes. "I don't deserve your forgiveness."

"Of course you do!" Pinkie exclaimed happily. "If we weren't sinking, I would've use my cannons I installed on this ship so I can throw a party just for you!"

Trixie chuckled at Pinkie's antics, wiping the last of her tears. Even during a grave situation, she would still throw a party just to cheer someone up. Just before Trixie could thank the two girls, she paused. Then her mind clicked after she fully processed Pinkie's words.

"Wait... cannons?"

"Oh you know, my party cannons!" Pinkie clarified.

Pinkie stood up and walked over to the side of the ship, where a huge white cloth covered something huge underneath. Pinkie pulled off the white cloth and reveled four large versions of Pinkie's party cannons, sitting by the edge of the rails.

Trixie's eyes widen in surprise. "W-where did you get those cannons!?"

"Oh, I pack these cannons in this boat on the day of our first voyage an hour early before you arrived," Pinkie chirped. "You never know when you need them!~"

Trixie blinked. "But where were they on an island? And why didn't I see them until now?"

Pinkie leaned on one of the cannons. "Oh well, they were packed in those crates and I pretty much stored them in a safe place within the woods until yesterday. I added them here as we were finishing up our paint job. I was going to save them as a surprise so we can shoot out confetti to all the passengers who wanted a fun ride!" Pinkie then frowned sadly. "It's too bad that's not going to happen now."

Trixie blinked and then she turned to face the cannons. They looked sturdy and looked like it's big enough to fit a person. These cannons were also bolted to the floor so they can't be moved at all. She also noticed where the muzzle part of the cannons were facing. They were pointing out towards the ocean, specifically, to their island. Gears were slowly turning in her head.

"Pinkie... how do you activate these cannons?" Trixie asked.

"Well, you pull the rope from the back of the cannon, DUH!" Pinkie answered.

"And how far can you shoot something from a cannon?"

Pinkie had a thoughtful look and answered, "Well... that depends. Whatever the size and weight of an item you use to shoot out of the cannon... I say the range between a hundred and twenty to a hundred and sixty yards... with full power."

"One more question! Is it safe to use a person for these cannons?"

"Well of course it's safe!" said Pinkie. "I ordered these special cannons so they won't harm anybody! These are the same cannons people used for the circus you know!"

For the first time in days, Trixie smiled. That's it!

Trixie quickly stood up and faced Pinkie. "Pinkie... you're a genius!" Trixie exclaimed excitedly.

"Aww, I don't know what for but thanks!" said Pinkie with a blush.

Sonata scratched the side of her head with her confused expression. "Um... I don't get it?"

Still had her excited grin, Trixie grabbed Sonata's shoulders and looked into her eyes. "Don't you see!? Pinkie's usual randomness is going to save us all!" She stood back and gestured towards the cannons. "All we have to do is use these cannons to launch ourselves off of this ship and then land safely back to our island without becoming shark chow!"

Trixie expected the girls will be happy with her plan, but she frowned when she noticed they were giving her their unsure looks.

"That sounds great Trixie... but there are a couple of problems that may throw a damper to your plan," said Pinkie while rubbing her arm.

"Well... what are those problems?" asked Trixie with her neutral expression.

Pinkie pointed at the back side of the cannon. "Well, the first thing is that the rope behind these cannons are way too short. There's no way we can be in those cannons and pull the rope at the same time. And even if one of us volunteered to shoot out the first three passengers off the boat, the forth person won't be able to shoot out themselves!"

Trixie frowned. Pinkie... surprisingly made a very good point. It's impossible to pull a very short cord from the back of the cannon while they're inside the muzzle of the cannon. Having one do all the pulling is out of the question. Doing that will leave one person (or monkey) behind and accept their fate of becoming the shark's meal. Trixie decided she will not leave anyone behind. Not again. If she survived because of one's sacrifice, she won't live with herself.

"The second thing is," said Pinkie, interrupting Trixie's thoughts. "The chamber cover for each cannons is closed and locked tight. The only way to open them is to use the key."

"And where's this key?" Trixie asked. When Pinkie didn't say anything, dread settled deeper into Trixie's stomach. "Please tell me you have them!"

"Well..." Pinkie shifted her eyes towards a blocked door full a debris that led to a certain room which was currently on fire.

Trixie groaned in despair. Oh you got to be kidding me! It's in there!? Under the nearly collapsed control room and on fire? There's no way we can get in there!

Trixie looked around outside of the door to find anther way in, until her eyes landed on a middle-sized hole at the side of the wall that's big enough for a small animal to get though.

Hmm... no person can go through there, but a monkey on the other hand...

Trixie quickly surveyed around the ship to locate a certain furry little creature until she spotted Bob, who was sitting on a sail post, looking at the ocean away from her. Trixie ran up to the pole and then called out to him.

"Hey ape! You're the only one that can fit in that hole! Go get the key!"

There was no response from the monkey. Bob remained sitting on the pole, watching the sea.

"Are you deaf? Go get the key!" Trixie yelled.

Again, Bob didn't move. Trixie growled as the monkey continued to ignore her.

"Don't you understand!?" Trixie screamed. "We need that key in order to unlock Pinkie's cannons so we can escape!"

Bob turned his head at Trixie and gave her his side glare. Trixie realized he's still mad at her for chasing him around with her axe. Trying to do some damage control and gave him her sheepish smile.

"Um... what Trixie means is... you are perfect for the job to retrieve it since that hole is your size. We need you to go in and get the key at..."

Trixie turned to Pinkie. "Where's the key in that room?"

"It's on the table at the back of the room," she replied.

Trixie turned back to Bob again. "Yes... on the table at the back of the room and then bring it back here so we can open them. Sure, there are floods and fires in that room but... uh... I'm sure you can handle it since you come up some crazy schemes before... right?"

He scoffed at Trixie's words before he turned his back on her again. Seeing that she's not winning him over, Trixie sighed.

"Look... Trix- I don't like you- scratch that! I hate you, and I'm sure you felt the same way with me! But... if you don't follow my plan, everyone on this ship will die, including your two friends! If not for me, then do it for them. Please Bob... will you help?"

Bob turned to Trixie again and gave her his skeptical look. After she pretty much backstabbed him and the girls (which he saw it coming) and tried to kill him, he doesn't want to trust or to have anything to do with her... ever. But then his eyes softened when he spotted Pinkie and Sonata, who looked at him with pleading eyes. They were his true friends to him and they pretty much welcomed him to their group without asking anything from him in return. If there's one thing he agreed with Trixie is that he really cares for these girls and he not going to let them die on his watch. As much as he hates to work with that white-haired girl, Bob decided to help out... until he's back on the island.

Bob leaped out of his seat and slide down from the pole. He then dashed across the deck until he reached the outside wall of the control room with a hole of his size. He gave the girls his one last look before he entered the hole and disappeared into the wall.

"Wow, you managed to convince Bob, I'm impressed!" said Sonata.

"What can I say? It's a gift!" Trixie boasted. Her expression then become serious. "Now listen... Sonata, while Bob is getting that key, I want you to tinker these cannons so we can somehow launch ourselves back to that island without needing to stand outside of them. Can you do that?"

Sonata looked unsure as she was pressing her index figers together. "Well... I don't know. I was able to tinker around the instruments, the huts, the deck, and a ship easily because they're made of wood. But these cannons... they're metal! Those are completely different elements!"

Trixie crossed her arms. "They're made of metal, so what? You can still easily do the same tinkering skills with those cannons as you did with those other things you've built, but slightly different."

"...how?" Sonata asked skeptically.

Trixie was in deep thought, trying to come up with something for Sonata to easily understand and make her feel confident for the job. Finally, she said, "It's like... tacos!"

Sonata blinked. "Taco?"

"Yeah. Sometimes you use put meat in those hard corn chip shells, or other times you use those soft wheat... flat bread things."

"You mean tortillas?"

Trixie snapped her fingers. "Yeah those! They're different shells, but you can still tinker the taco with whatever ingredients you want! It's the same principal with building something with wood or metal." Trixie placed her hand on Sonata's shoulder and look directly at Sonata with a look of confidence. "If anyone got the talent to build stuff... it's you!"

Sonata starred back in awe. She couldn't believe that Trixie placed so much trust on her for the job, even though she usually messed things up. After what it seemed likes minutes had gone by, Sonata expression changed to a look of determination.

"Okay Bixie... I'll do it! But this may take some time!"

Trixie smiled. "Great! But don't take too long. We are still sinking into the ocean filled with sharks as we speak... but no pressure."

With a nod, Sonata took off to begin the project. Trixie then approached Pinkie as the ship began to rock violently again.

"Pinkie, those sharks down there were trying to make this ship sink faster!" said Trixie as she pointed down to the floor which lead to the lower deck. "I don't care what you do, but I want you to distract those sharks to buy us some time by whatever means necessary!"

"Even... partying?" Pinkie asked with hope.

Trixie smirked. "The biggest party you ever thrown!"

Pinkie eyes widen but then bore a huge grin. "Wowie Zowie! If I'm going to throw a party that big, then it looks like I'll have to bring out my big guns!"

Pinkie stretched her arms past the screen and then dragged back a giant baby blue party box... from somewhere, with pink polka dots all over the box and a giant dark pink bow on top.

Trixie blinked in confusion. "Hey where did that-" She shook her head. "You know what, I don't even want to know. Just go and do your thing!"

"Aye aye captain!" said Pinkie with a salute before she picked up the box and headed down the stairs.

Trixie rolled her eyes at Pinkie being Pinkie before she turned and heading straight to the canons to help Sonata out.

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The lower deck was halfway filled with water with at least a dozen sharks swimming around the area. Wanting to get their preys, many sharks grouped together and then slammed their bodies against the side of the wall at high speed to bring down the boat. Then they rinsed and repeat with the other side. They've been doing this for over a half hour and they're really hungry. The quicker they can destroy this boat, the quicker they can get their fresh meat.

"HEY SHARKIES!"

They all stopped slamming the walls when they all heard a loud energetic voice called them. They looked up and then got confused when they saw a floating stage with a microphone in the middle.

Suddenly, a huge pink smoke exploded from a thin air, temporarily blinding them. When the smoke has cleared, they were even more confused when they realized they're all wearing party hats and they each had a huge slice of cake on a floating plate in front of each shark. But what really got their attention was a spotlight suddenly shined on a pink girl with a raspberry curly hair, now on stage while wearing a pink comedic tuxedo with a pink top hat.

"Greetings everybody!" Pinkie greeted in her mike as she tipped her hat. "You are all officially invited to a very special 'We Are All Going Under the Sea with Our Sunken Ship Party!'"

As the sharks, looking at each other in confusion, Pinkie continued.

"How about I start this party off by telling you all some funny jokes which I'm sure you all going to love!"

Pinkie took out her index cards from her breast pocket, with confetti popped out in the process, and then began to read her card.

"Alright here goes: What's the Great White Sharks favorite candy?"

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"A Jaw-Breaker!"

Despite the comedic drum beat, the sharks just starred at Pinkie in an awkward silence.

"Heh heh... get it? Jaw? The title of that famous shark movie?" Pinkie laughed somewhat uncomfortably.

When there was still silence in the room, Pinkie lightly facepalmed.

"Oh right, I guess you all never saw it... or any movies for that matter."

Pinkie tossed the top card away and then began to read the next one.

"How about this one: Why don't sharks like fast food?"

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"Because they can't catch it!"

After another comedic drum beat, there was still nothing but silence. The sharks continued to stared with a mixure of confusion and unamusement.

Pinkie gulped and stretched her collar. "Wow... tough crowd."

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Both Trixie and Sonata were in the process of assembling the certain parts around the cannons but then they looked up when they realized that the rocking has stopped and the boat was sinking slower than were minutes ago.

"Hey, the ship stopped shaking!" Sonata proclaimed with a smile. "Whatever Pinkie did to distract those sharks is working!"

"Less talking, more building!" Trixie barked, not wanting to waste their opportunity.

Getting the message, Sonata quickly went back to work along with Trixie.

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Bob emerged out of the wall and entered the burning room with thick black smoke was hovering in the air. Luckily they were too high for him, but he remain cautious to his surroundings.

He moved towards the far side of the room to find the table as that white-haired girl described. Along the way, he dodged some buring debris to keep himself from harm. Within a minute, he found the table he was looking for and he went to the table to climb it.

Once he reached the top, he found what he was looking for: a golden key with two pink Ps on it, which are Pinkie's initials. As he went over to grabbed it, he heard a very loud thud from behind him. Bob turned and to his horror, his way out was now blocked by two large burning debris. To make matters worse, the fire on the debris was spreading across the floor. Bob need to find another was out fast.

Bob looked around in desperation until his eyes landed on a huge vent above him. He could use it since the entrance is about his size, but the problem is, that vent is not fire proof and it the fire could easily spead in there while he's inside of it, especially if he get himself trapped. Despite that, he still got to deliver this key to the girls. He either going to die by doing nothing or die trying.

With his determined look, Bob leaped towards the vent to open the entrance. As expected, the vent cover was buring hot. He ignored his pain and he completely removed the vent from the entrance. He knew that the inside of the vent may be hotter than the vent cover, but he was not going to back down. With a deep breath, Bob charged into the vent.

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"Okay, how about this?" said Pinkie as she tried to read another card. "How did the hammerhead do on his test?"

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"He nailed it!"

Even with the comedic drum beat, the sharks continued to glare at her after the first fifteen minutes of bad shark jokes.

"Uh..." Pinkie trailed on as she tossed the top card to read another joke. "What are the sharks favorite kind a sandwich?"

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"Peanut butter and jellyfish!"

Unfortunately, the sharks expression remained unchanged, even with the comedic drum beat.

Despite putting on her big smile, Pinkie's face began to sweat.

Please hurry guys!

---

"Is it done yet?" Trixie asked in her somewhat impatient tone.

"Almost!" Sonata grunted as she was trying to finish up her contraption with her screwdriver. She continued to turn the screw on the pulleys that was on the floor behind one of the cannons. Once the screw was tight enough, Sonata wiped the sweat off of het forehead while she had a satisfied smile. "Done!"

Trixie inspected the whole setup that she helped Sonata to build with a raised eyebrow. "You think this will work?"

"I guarantee this will work!" Sinata insisted as she pointed at each section of their contraption they built. "All we have to do is we each pull a rope in front of us and our ropes, which will travel around the sail pulleys, over the sail posts above us and through another pulleys from the floor, which pulled the extended ropes from behind us at the back of the cannons and then we'll launch ourselves to the island like a rocket." Sonata then frowned. "But, in order for this to work, we have to pull our ropes at the same time and we only have one shot, or else we'll be the sharks main course."

Trixie had an unsure look. While Sonata is good at building stuff, this whole setup sound really farfetched, crazy even. But because time is on the essence, it looks like they don't have much choice.

"Well let's just hope your crazy contraption works!" Trixie mumbled.

Suddenly, they heard noises coming from one of the vents. They turned just in time to see Bob, jumped out through the cover and out of a vent with flames bursting out from behind him. He landed hard on the ground with his belly faced down. There were some dark spots on his fur, probably due to the fire and there were blisters on his hands and feet.

"BOB!" The girls screamed in union as they ran to check on him. Sonata got to him first and gently picked up the monkey as he groaned in pain.

"Are you okay Bob? Speak to me!" Sonata pleaded.

With a groan, Bob lifted his head to Sonata and gave her his reassuring smile. He slowly lifted his right arm and revealed a key on his right hand.

"You got the key!" Trixie cheered. "Bob, I can't believe I'm saying this, but you are a one awesome monkey!"

Bob responded with a few soft screeches.

Trixie tilted her head. "What did he say?"

"He said... 'thanks for the compliment,'" Sonata translated.

"Oh... you're welcome!" Trixie said softly, not believing that Bob said something nice to her for a change.

Bob then softly screeched some more and Sonata once again translate for Trixie. " He also said, 'don't get used to it! I still don't like you!"

"...oh," Trixie responded flatly.

They were sitting around in an awkward silent for a moment until Trixie cleared her throat.

"Now let's unlock these cannons right away!"

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"Um... what do you call a solitary shark?" Pinkie asked nervously.

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"A lone shark!"

The sharks growled angrily from yet another bad joke. A few jokes ago, one of the sharks had already eaten the drums after they were annoyed by so many drum beats. They were now considering to eat this girl so they won't have to hear another bad shark jokes.

Pinkie was tossing around the cards as sweat pouring down from her forehead. "Okay, uh... why do sharks make terrible lawyers?"

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"Because they're too nice!"

All the sharks growled louder than ever before.

Pinkie checked her card and stared at it with a frown. "Okay I'll admit... I don't get it either."

The sharks growled a little more loudly.

"Uh... not that I think any of you guys are not nice." said Pinkie, trying to defuse the situation. "I think you all are great audience! There's no way by any means that my jokes were simply distractions to buy us more time to leave this ship before you all eat us!"

The sharks stopped growling and their eyes widen from what Pinkie had revealed to them. Then their eyes glared furiously as they slowly advanced towards Pinkie.

"...oopsies," she squeaked.

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After Sonata opened the cover of the forth cannon, she picked up Bob and gently put him in the cannon.

"Are you comfortable in there Bob?" Sonata asked.

Bob gave Sonata his thumb up as his response.

Satisfied with Bob's answer, she walked over to her own cannon and prepared to climb into it.

"Do you need help climbing into that cannon?" Trixie called out to Sonata as she stood near her own cannon.

"Nah, I got this," Sonata called back. "Do you need help with-"

Suddenly, the boat began to shake, but much more violently and was sinking faster than it ever was before. They then heard screaming which was coming from Pinkie as she was running out of the door.

"ANGRY SHARKIES ON A RAMPAGE!" She hollered.

The door frame where Pinkie ran out from was then knocked down, revealing a big hole with several angry sharks inside. The only reason they made it this far was because the water was high enough to reach the door. It was only a matter of time before the upper deck floor completely submerged underwater and the shark will come after them.

"Oh crud!" Trixie screamed. "Everyone, get in your cannon!"

With no time to waste, the rest of the girls headed to their respective cannons and enter them as quickly as possible. Sonata entered her cannons with no problems, but Trixie struggled to climb into hers. Just before Trixie could slip off of the cannon for the sixth time, Pinkie easily lifted Trixie up and shoved her into the cannon before Trixie could complain about unneeded assistance. Once Trixie was in her cannon, Pinkie hopped over to her own cannon and jumped into it much more gracefully and quickly that could make a certain Italian red plumber jealous.

Everyone was inside of their own cannons and ready into their positions as the upper deck floor was starting to dissappear underwater.

"Okay everyone," Trixie began. "On the count to three, we all pull our ropes at the same time so we can escape this boat safely!"

At that point, the bottom of their cannons was slowly sinking into the water to join the same fate as the floor of the ship.

"One..."

Unfortunately, the water was also high enough for the sharks to exit the hole and they were now swimming towards their preys from their cannons.

"Two..."

Each shark had eager grins on their faces, finally going to eat their next meals after over an hour of waiting. Once the sharks were a few feet closer to them, the sharks opened their jaws with anticipation to get their first tasty bite.

"...three!"

The three girls and a monkey pulled their ropes at the same time. At the last possible second, their cannons went off, and they all catapulted into the air before any of the sharks could get them.

The gang screamed as they were heading straight towards the island at such high speed. As they were getting closer to the sandy ground of the beach, Trixie realized that they never thought ahead about landing after they launch themselves from the cannons.

Trixie shut her eyes tightly. This is gonna hurt!

They continued to fall faster and faster to the ground until they reached the ground. But more specifically, Pinkie, Sonata and Bob landed into a giant hole with water in it, while Trixie landed on the beach next to the hole with her head buried into the sand.

OH COME ON! she screamed internationally as she struggled to get out of the sand.

Meanwhile, the two girls and Bob slowly surfaced out of the water and climbed out of the hole.

"Whoo! It's a good thing we built an in-ground swimming pool at this very spot a few days ago!" said Pinkie.

At that point, Trixie finally got her head out of the sand but her vision was spinning in the process.

"...ow," Trixie moaned in pain.

Pinkie cheered as she jumped in the air with her fist raised up. "Yahoo! We did it!"

"We made it!" Sonata shout out with glee.

The two girls held each other's hands and then danced around in circles for their victory. Even Bob happily flipped backwards repeatedly to celebrate their successfullness.

After their dance, Pinkie ran up to Trixie. "The plan worked, all thanks to you Trix! We would never have survived without..."

Pinkie stopped talking and immediately frowned when she noticed Trixie's somber state as Trixie stared out towards the sea. Wondering why Trixie was acting like that, Pinkie, as well as the rest of the gang, looked out towards the sea and their etes widen.

Way out into the horizon, was their boat. Or at least, the part of their boat. The flagpole was the only thing that wasn't submerged yet was sticking out of the water. Little by little, the pole was slowly swallowed into the water. They continued to watched helplessly until the flagpole, that last bit of their ship, has disappeared to the bottom of the sea.

No one said a word, until they heard a sniff coming from Trixie.

"Our ship..." Trixie whispered hoarsely. "It's gone... our ship is gone!"

Tears were leaking out of Trixie eyes as her body shook violently.

We'll never be able go home!

Couldn't hold back anymore, Trixie buried her face into her hand and started crying. Even as she felt comforting hands rubbing on her back from the two girls, Trixie's sorrow still remained in her heart.

Author's Note:

Looks like their boat, along with their only hope to escape... has sunk. Will they ever get back home?

Find out... tomorrow!

Comments

[Random User 22]

Yeah that was nice. Everyone saying sorry and becoming friends.

Hopefully there will not be anymore attempts on each other's life with Trixie and Bob.

Not gonna lie: I laugh at some of those shark jokes.

Well... Lost their boat and stuck on the island. And unless like a ship passes by then I don't see how they are getting off. Guess I'll find out tomorrow.

[SuperSonicHeroes]

Wow, even sharks are confused by Pinkie. Trixie is having a very bad week.

[ScisetShimmerEvan]

Water continued to pour in from the hole that Trixie made from her rampage and quickly filled up the room. Trixie, Pinkie and Bob was watching everything in horror while Sonata was screaming and running around all over the room.

Panicking will not help you Sonata.

Everyone pushed all the crates that were left and placed them in front of the hole. While the crates slowed down the water flow, but it was not enough to keep it from coming in. They pushed and leaned their bodies against the crates to keep them in place.

flow, it was not enough*

Suddenly they felt something slammed against them. They looked into a tiny hole they couldn't cover to see an eye which belonged to one of the sharks outside. They heard shark growled through the crates and it's eye narrowed at them.

They heard sharks growling*

"Well you had an axe," Sonata commented but then yelped when one shark almost bit her.

Not helping!

"No time," Trixie shouted back as she was running towards the door. "I just retrieved the green wire! I'll going to reattach this and then we'll quickly turn back to the island before this ship-"

I'm going to reattach*

Before Trixie could touch the doorknob, the control room exploded and the door flew out of the doorframe and in turn, the door knocked Trixie away and she landed on the floor. Alarmed, the girls ran over to Trixie to see if she was okay. When the girls arrived, Trixie felt recovered from the flying door and then looked up in horror. The entrance to the control room collapsed with all the huge wooden debris blocking it. From within the room, they could barely see a fire buring everything in sight, including their main control booth which was now crushed and slowly burned away.

https://m.

"THE CONTROLS!" Trixie screamed. She was about to ran towards the burning room but both of the girls held her back. "NO! Without them, we can move at all!"

run towards the burning room*
them, we can't move at all!"*

Pinkie knelt beside Trixie and placed her hand on Trixie's shoulder to calm her down. "Trixie... it's okay," she said soothingly. "I get it. It's never a good feeling to be alone. It's actually my greatest fear too! I sometimes fear that my friends won't like me anymore and leave me behind."

As much as I hate to admit it, it's a fear I feel on most days I don't feel happy or my normal self.

Bob turned to Trixie again and gave her his skeptical look. After she pretty much backstabbed him and the girls (which he saw it coming) and tried to kill him, he doesn't want to trust or to have anything to do with her... ever . But then his eyes softened when he spotted Pinkie and Sonata, who looked at him with pleading eyes. They were his true friends to him and they pretty much welcomed him to their group without asking anything from him in return. If there's one thing he agreed with Trixie is that he really cares for these girls and he not going to let them die on his watch. As much as he hates to work with that white-haired girl, Bob decided to help out... until he's back on the island.

and he's not going to let them die on his watch.*

Sonata starred back in awe. She couldn't believe that Trixie placed so much trust on her for the job, even though she usually messed things up. After what it seemed likes minutes had gone by, Sonata expression changed to a look of determination.

Sonata's expression*

Pinkie gulped and stretched her collar. "Wow... tough crowd."

They're sharks, what else did you expect?

Bob emerged out of the wall and entered the burning room with thick black smoke was hovering in the air. Luckily they were too high for him, but he remain cautious to his surroundings.

smoke hovering in the air.*

Once he reached the top, he found what he was looking for: a golden key with two pink Ps on it, which are Pinkie's initials. As he went over to grabbed it, he heard a very loud thud from behind him. Bob turned and to his horror, his way out was now blocked by two large burning debris. To make matters worse, the fire on the debris was spreading across the floor. Bob need to find another was out fast.

over this grab it,*
Bob needed to find another way out fast!*

Bob looked around in desperation until his eyes landed on a huge vent above him. He could use it since the entrance is about his size, but the problem is, that vent is not fire proof and it the fire could easily spead in there while he's inside of it, especially if he get himself trapped. Despite that, he still got to deliver this key to the girls. He either going to die by doing nothing or die trying.

fire could spread in there while he's inside of it, especially if he gets himself trapped.*
He's either going to*

Pinkie was tossing around the cards as sweat pouring down from her forehead. "Okay, uh... why do sharks make terrible lawyers?"

sweat poured down*

The sharks stopped growling and their eyes widen from what Pinkie had revealed to them. Then their eyes glared furiously as they slowly advanced towards Pinkie.

Thx a lot Pinkie.

With no time to waste, the rest of the girls headed to their respective cannons and enter them as quickly as possible. Sonata entered her cannons with no problems, but Trixie struggled to climb into hers. Just before Trixie could slip off of the cannon for the sixth time, Pinkie easily lifted Trixie up and shoved her into the cannon before Trixie could complain about unneeded assistance. Once Trixie was in her cannon, Pinkie hopped over to her own cannon and jumped into it much more gracefully and quickly that could make a certain Italian red plumber jealous.

Lol on the Mario reference.

The gang screamed as they were heading straight towards the island at such high speed. As they were getting closer to the sandy ground of the beach, Trixie realized that they never thought ahead about landing after they launch themselves from the cannons.

they launched themselves*

Pinkie stopped talking and immediately frowned when she noticed Trixie's somber state as Trixie stared out towards the sea. Wondering why Trixie was acting like that, Pinkie, as well as the rest of the gang, looked out towards the sea and their etes widen.

their eyes widen.*