STARSCOPE BUBBLES

By Kaysone Sky Blossom

The story is about six little arctic foxes and their quest to find treasure. According to a rumor that went around their town, there is a dark cave that is filled with treasures that are guarded by a mysterious monster that lives inside the cave.The foxes are hoping to steal some of the treasure and become wealthy when they get home. Rumors, how

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kaysone Sky Blossom
• Release date: May 17, 2019
• ISBN: 9781733550802

Book preview

There was a small, captivating town called Snowy Nightfall, filled with arctic foxes. The town loved to have community gatherings on the first day of every new month for each season: winter, spring, summer, and fall.

During the gathering, everyone would bring their favorite dishes to share. But they didn’t bring their secret recipes because neighbors tended to envy the best cooks in the town. They played board games and sang karaoke; some of them were terrible singers, but nobody minded. It was a gathering, after all; and they would dance with their arms around one another’s shoulders. They drank hot tea around the fire. The place was decorated with lights, vibrant leaves, and flowers. Everyone in the town would sing together.

To the left of the crowd, singing out loud, were six little arctic foxes, holding hands and dancing in circles. After singing, they roasted marshmallows by the fireplace, talking about random things and sharing jokes until it was time to go home with their parents.

There were the twins, Clover and Sun-Hide. They were like yin and yang. Sun-Hide was shy at first, until he warmed up to you. He was obsessed with collecting treasure, regardless of whether it was valuable or not. He had a particular fondness for old antiques, diamonds, jewelry, dinosaur bones, gold, and sparkly rocks. He was always up for a new adventure, if there was a chance he could find treasure.

Clover was the complete opposite; she was outspoken, witty, and brave. She once managed to stay calm when facing a giant grizzly bear that had been drawn to the honey she was about to put on her bread as she sat on the rocks by the river. She stood her ground, stood up tall, and made lots of loud noises to appear bigger; and she scared the grizzly bear away. She jumped from rock to rock, crossing the river filled with crocodiles with no fear of slipping or falling into the water. She didn’t care about collecting treasure like her brother; but like Sun-Hide, she wanted to travel the world. Clover loved playing the flute and making hats.

Their next-door neighbor was Soda, a close friend of theirs who loved singing and dancing, especially ballet. Soda attended every community ballet performance or stage play. She was trying to become a vegetarian because she loved animals. Her parents told her that it isn’t logical for a baby fox to be a vegetarian. They said it’s impossible; she was too young to understand. But she still felt that way.

The smartest in the group was Mellow. Curious about something? Have a question? He was the one to go to for answers. Mellow enjoyed reading massive books and learning all the facts he can. His new hobby was photography, and he loved taking black-and-white photographs. He also loved learning about computers and electronics. His nickname was Computer Mell because of how much information he stored in his brain: Just like a computer, as his classmates would say. He dreamed of becoming an inventor someday.

Dino was by far the most competitive. He liked to go rock-climbing, and to compete in fencing competitions and kayaking and swimming races, where he would usually come in first. His room was lined with shelves covered in trophies. Nearly every square inch of his bedroom was covered with awards, certificates, and records of accomplishment.

The bossiest, most spoiled little fox was Scope. His parents bought him anything he wanted; they hardly ever told him no, which explained why he was so demanding and opinionated. He always had to be in charge of the group, unless he was intrigued by an idea. He once surprised everyone by winning the art contest in school by painting a masterpiece. No one expected it because his hobbies were hunting for ducks and squirrels, and building traps for rabbits. He liked to practice his aim by spearing fish by the lake. No one knew he could paint. He was full of surprises. Scope could be sarcastic, and he used humor to deflect the things he was afraid to say.

All the foxes were very close; sometimes, they referred to one another as brothers and sisters, though only Clover and Sun-Hide were actually related.

On a beautiful and sunny Monday afternoon, the foxes were digging a hole in the ground around the base of the treehouse. They wanted to make a moat that would fill with water whenever it rained. Sun-Hide and Mellow would catch some goldfish, release them in the moat, and build a fence around the area and a ladder going up the tree into the treehouse. Clover and Soda planted lots of white French tulips around the area to make it more delightful and breathtaking. Scope put small lights all over the treehouse, and Dino put two big white lanterns on branches on the sides before entering the treehouse.

We’ve been working on this for a year now, said Scope. And we’re finally finished. Let’s celebrate and sleep here tonight.

There were nods of agreement all around.

Great idea, Sun-Hide said.

Everyone jumped up and down with excitement.

First, Scope said, let’s go to the fields, where the grass grows knee-high, and the ground is a little wet from the rain. Wear your boots because it’ll be muddy. When the sun goes down, he continued, I’ll bring jars for everyone.

The other foxes look puzzled.

Why do we need empty jars? asked Clover.

We’re going to catch fireflies! Scope said, and use them as lights!

I don’t like that idea, Soda said, crossing her arms. I don’t like the idea of using living things for light at all.

Why not? Scope asked.

You ever heard of a candle? she replied. We don’t need to use fireflies as lights. I’m going home!

Dino started laughing. Soda! Relax, silly goose. That’s like trying to save a mosquito or a fly, he said. "A firefly is just a beetle that lights up. It’s not a cute little rabbit