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Stormalong Harbor was quiet. Too quiet. The kind of quiet that meant Captain K’nuckles was either unconscious or up to no good.

But Flapjack’s eyes were starry. “But Captain! Bubbles mean we can float! And floating means we can reach the Cloudberry Cliffs of Infinite Syrup just beyond!” The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack 2008 Se...

The Sponge narrowed its porous eyes. “Fine. You three—the whale, the orphan, and the bearded hobo—are coming with me. If you’re lying, I’ll exfoliate you to dust.” Stormalong Harbor was quiet

“Bubbie,” he whispered to the whale sleeping outside. “That was a good misadventure.” But Flapjack’s eyes were starry

That night, as K’nuckles passed out in a pile of fish bones, Flapjack put the bubble on his bedside crate. It glowed softly, smelling of maple and adventure.

They reached the Sudsy Islands—a land of towel trees, loofah bushes, and a giant volcano that erupted lavender-scented steam. Inside the volcano’s crater sat a bathtub throne, and on it was… a baby seal wearing a tiny crown and a monocle.

“OI!” bellowed the Sponge. “Which one of you landlubbers stole my soap recipe? I’m the Sudsy Sentinel, guardian of the Coral Cleanliness Code, and I want my proprietary lather back!”