toward the receding dock the boat had departed from. âGood-bye, stinky city air!â
âYeah, bye,â Blu said, watching the dock get smaller and smaller.
Jewel gave him a pat. âHey, thank you for doing this. I really appreciate it.â
Blu gazed at her. âI would do anything for you. You know that, right?â
âOf course I do.â With a happy sigh, Jewel laid her head on Bluâs shoulder and closed her eyes.
Blu smiled to himself. It was a perfect romantic moment.
âOoohhh eeeee eeee!â Blu and Jewel turned to see Tiago, making monkey sounds. And pretty soon, the monkeys in the jungle began calling back. And then Nico and Pedro got inspired.
Nico started tapping out a rhythm and Pedro began beat-boxing and singing. Soon the whole family joined in making sounds that the jungle called back to. On the deck below, human passengers were relaxing in hammocks. Shipping crates were stacked in piles. And one of these crates contained two stowaways: Nigel and Gabi.
They waited until nightfall to break out. Nigel was first, stealthily creeping his way out of the crate like a ninja. Behind him Gabi hopped along excitedly. She jumped into a fruit basket.
âI love being on Team Nigel,â she whispered. The fruit basket Gabi was in began to stir, and Gabi realized that Charlie was in the basket. A few pieces of fruit tumbled onto the ground. A passenger stirred in his hammock.
Nigel hummed a soft, soothing tune to lull the man back to sleep, and then turned on Gabi. âShhhh!â
Gabi turned to Charlie. âShhhh!â As Charlie sank back down into the fruit, Gabi and Nigel made their way up to the roof.
Bouncing and flipping over snoring humans, Gabi scaled her way to the roof through an air duct. Nigel slowly stalked up the stairs.
It didnât take long for Nigel to spot his prey. There was Blu, the source of his misery, lying fast asleep next to his wife and their three pesky kids.
âI canât think of anything more romantic than poisoning passengers on a moonlight cruise,â Gabi said quietly. She was dangling from the rim of the air duct. She scraped a tiny blob of poison off her skin.
âStop!â Nigel hissed. âThat one is mine.â He leaned over Blu. âTwinkle, twinkle little Blu. How I wondered, where were you? Up above the world so high . . . are you ready . . . to die?â
Blu stirred in his sleep. âUgh, you need a Tic Tac,â he mumbled.
Nigelâs feathers tingled with anger. âEven in sleep you mock me.â He reared back, ready to strike.
âAhhhhhh!â A woman on the deck below let out an earth-shattering scream. Charlie had licked an ant off her foot and sheâd woken up.
Nigel froze. His razor-sharp claws were a mere inch from Bluâs feathery blue neck. But a momentâs hesitation was a moment too long. A foghorn let out a deafening blast, and the sound was so loud it shook Gabi and Nigel off the roof. Nigel landed on a panicked Charlie below. A crew member whacked them with an oar, sending them overboard. Charlieâs tongue grabbed a life preserver in the nick of time.
âWait for me!â Gabi cried, hopping to the railing. âDonât leave me!â She dove in after them.
Up on the roof, Tiago let out a scream in his sleep, startling Jewel awake.
âTiago! Stop fooling around,â she shushed.
âI didnât do anything!â he protested.
âTiago Gunderson, listen to your mother,â Blu mumbled, half asleep.
Tiago turned on his side and closed his eyes. âAwww, man.â
None of them knew how close theyâd just come to disaster.
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The next morning the sun was shining brightly over the Amazon. But while Blu and his family had had a mostly good nightâs sleep and were refreshed for the day ahead, Nigel, Gabi, and Charlie had spent the night clinging to the life preserver that dragged behind the boat.
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