The Expedition to the Wiggly Waterfall

By Maya Brook

The Expedition to the Wiggly Waterfall is an exciting, laughter-filled adventure for young readers, following four friends on a wild journey to find a waterfall that wiggles, giggles, and splashes in all directions. As they face wobbly bridges, slippery slopes, bouncing paths, and unpredictable obstacles, they learn that the most important part of the journey isn’t the destination—it’s the fun, chaos, and laughter shared along the way. Packed with silly moments and surprises, this book will inspire kids to embrace the unexpected and enjoy the wild ride of life.

• Language: English
• Publisher: The Good Child Bookstore
• Release date: Mar 7, 2025

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The Expedition to the Wiggly Waterfall

Fun and Humor Series

Maya Brook

Published by The Good Child Bookstore, 2025

Copyright

Published by The Good Child Bookstore

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Preface

Welcome to the wildest adventure you’ll ever experience! In The Expedition to the Wiggly Waterfall, you’ll join four brave (and very silly) explorers on a journey filled with laughter, friendship, and unexpected surprises. Along the way, they’ll encounter wobbly bridges, bouncing paths, and slippery slopes—but with each challenge, they discover that the best part of any adventure is the laughter shared with friends. So, buckle up and get ready to giggle, because this expedition is about to get very wiggly!

Contents

Chapter 1: The Mysterious Map

Chapter 2: The Wobbly Bridge

Chapter 3: The Giggle River

Chapter 4: The Bouncing Path

Chapter 5: The Sneeze Bushes

Chapter 6: The Marshmallow Mountain

Chapter 7: The Jumping Puddle

Chapter 8: The Singing Flowers

Chapter 9: The Invisible Stairs

Chapter 10: The Giggle Falls

Chapter 11: The Rock That Rolls

Chapter 12: The Floating Flowers

Chapter 13: The Mysterious Fog

Chapter 14: The Tunnel of Echoes

Chapter 15: The Labyrinth of Light

Chapter 16: The Silent Garden

Chapter 17: The Clockwork City

Chapter 18: The Garden of Shadows

Chapter 19: The Echoing Maze

Chapter 20: The Infinite Library

Chapter 21: The Tower of Silence

Chapter 22: The River of Time

Chapter 23: The Shifting Sands

Chapter 24: The Hall of Forgotten Echoes

Chapter 25: The Labyrinth of Shadows

THE END

Chapter 1: The Mysterious Map

Martin, Ivy, Gabriel, and Zoey sat huddled together under the shade of a large oak tree in the backyard of Ivy's house. It was a place they often gathered for their weekly adventures, though today, things felt different. There was an energy in the air, a certain excitement that made everything feel just a little bit more magical than usual.

Ivy, always the organizer of their adventures, had a secret to share. I found something, she said with a mischievous grin, her eyes sparkling. Something big.

Gabriel leaned forward, his eyes wide. Big like… a new trampoline? Or big like a monster-sized pizza?

No, Ivy said, laughing. Something much bigger than that. A map.

Zoey, who was always the most skeptical, raised an eyebrow. A map? Like, a treasure map?

Ivy nodded. Exactly like a treasure map. She pulled a crumpled piece of paper from her backpack, the edges worn and tattered, as though it had been hiding for a long time. As she unfolded it, the group leaned in to get a closer look. The map was drawn in faded ink, with strange symbols and squiggly lines marking out a path through a series of forests, hills, and rivers. At the center of it all was something that caught their attention immediately—a large X, drawn directly over a spot labeled Wiggly Waterfall.

Wiggly Waterfall? Martin echoed, his eyes twinkling with excitement. That sounds amazing! What’s a Wiggly Waterfall?

That’s what we’re going to find out, Ivy said with a grin. She pointed to the path leading up to the waterfall. This map shows the way, and I think we’re the ones who are meant to discover it.

Gabriel stood up, his face lighting up with the thrill of a new challenge. Are you telling me there’s a waterfall that wiggles? Like, it moves and shakes?

Ivy nodded. I think so. And apparently, it giggles too. I mean, look at this, she said, pointing at some of the strange symbols on the map. It says the waterfall moves in all directions and makes a sound like laughter. Doesn’t that sound awesome?

That sounds crazy, Zoey said, shaking her head. But also, totally worth checking out.

The group fell into a brief silence as the idea of this wiggly, giggling waterfall settled into their minds. It was the kind of story they had always dreamed about—something out of the ordinary, something impossible, something that would take them on an adventure like no other. And now they had a map to guide them.

Martin, the most daring of the group, was the first to speak up. Let’s do it. Let’s go find this waterfall!

Yeah! Ivy exclaimed, jumping to her feet. We’ll follow the map, step by step. Who knows what we’ll discover along the way?

Gabriel was already pulling his backpack off the ground, rummaging through it as if he had been planning for this moment for years. I’m ready. I’ve got snacks, a flashlight, and some rope—just in case we need to climb anything.

Zoey crossed her arms, a playful smile on her face. "You do know we have to actually leave this spot to start the adventure, right?"

Of course! Martin said with a dramatic wink. But first, let’s get ready. We don’t know what we might run into.

As they gathered their things and prepared for the adventure, the group’s excitement grew. They all had a different idea of what the Wiggly Waterfall might be—Zoey imagined it to be a magical place with water that could change color, Ivy thought it might be a secret, ancient place no one had discovered in centuries, and Gabriel had his own theory: a waterfall that could jump, twist, and dance like a person.

Martin was just happy to be going on an adventure, one that promised something truly extraordinary. His heart raced with the thought of what might lie ahead.

They set off in the direction the map indicated, making their way through the fields behind Ivy’s house. The sun was shining brightly, but a cool breeze kept things comfortable as they ventured farther from the familiar. The path wasn’t clearly marked, and they had to rely on the map and their instincts to guide them.

I don’t see anything that looks like a waterfall, Zoey said, glancing around as they walked along a narrow trail. The trees were thick with green leaves, casting shadows on the ground.

We’re not even halfway there, Ivy said confidently, pointing at a section of the map. We just need to keep going straight. It’ll show up.

After an hour of walking, they came across their first obstacle. The path ahead was blocked by a wide, fast-moving river. It wasn’t the kind of river you could just jump over. The current was strong, and there were no bridges in sight.

Great, Zoey muttered. How are we supposed to get across?

Martin, who had been quiet for a while, was already examining the river. Look over there, he said, pointing to a series of rocks in the water that formed a kind of natural stepping stone bridge. If we’re careful, we can hop across.

I’m not hopping across, Zoey said, crossing her arms stubbornly. That water looks way too fast.

Zoey, come on, Gabriel said. We can do this. If we take our time, we’ll be fine.

The group decided to give it a try, taking turns jumping from rock to rock. The river’s current splashed around their feet as they carefully crossed, trying not to lose their balance. At one point, Zoey slipped, but Martin reached out just in time to grab her arm and pull her back to safety.

Thanks, she said, rolling her eyes. I guess I’m not a fan of fast rivers.

You just need a little more practice, Ivy said with a grin, offering her hand to Zoey. Come on. We’re almost there.

Finally, after what felt like hours, they all made it across the river. Wet but determined, they continued on their journey. The map guided them further into the forest, where the trees grew even taller, their branches intertwining overhead to form a canopy of leaves.

As they walked deeper into the woods, they noticed the air growing warmer, the sounds of the forest becoming louder. The rustling of the leaves, the chirping of birds, and the distant buzz of insects all seemed to blend together in a symphony of nature. But there was something else too—something strange and almost magical about the place. The woods felt alive, as though they were watching the explorers, waiting to see what would happen next.

The group paused for a moment to catch their breath, sitting on a fallen log.

Do you guys hear that? Zoey asked, her head tilted.

They all listened carefully. At first, there was nothing. But then, faintly, they heard it—a soft, almost giggling sound, like the sound of water bubbling over rocks, but somehow playful, as if the water itself were laughing.

I think we’re close, Ivy said, her voice tinged with excitement. I think that’s the sound of the Wiggly Waterfall!

The laughter grew louder as they walked on, the sound becoming clearer with every step. They followed the map with renewed energy, eager to see what awaited them at the end of their journey. With every twist and turn, the anticipation built, and the strange giggling sound became a constant companion.

Chapter 2: The Wobbly Bridge

The map had promised that the path to the Wiggly Waterfall wouldn’t be an easy one, but the explorers had no idea just how literal that promise would be. The moment they set off from the waterfall’s clearing, their route took a sharp turn, winding through a dense thicket of trees that blocked out most of the sunlight. Ivy, holding the map with a confident smile, led the way. But just as the forest began to thin out, the ground beneath their feet began to change. The familiar dirt trail vanished, replaced by planks of wood and rope that stretched precariously over a deep ravine.

Gabriel glanced down at the drop and squinted. Is that… a bridge? he asked, his voice tinged with doubt.

Martin leaned over the side to get a better view. I think so, but it looks more like a funhouse ride than a bridge, he said with a laugh. Wobbly doesn’t even begin to describe it.

The bridge, made of creaky wooden planks connected by fraying ropes, seemed to sway with every gust of