Flynn chuckles. "Now if I told you, that would spoil the story, wouldn't it? But stay attentive, there might be some pirates involved at some point."
He clears his throat. A big part of stories is the ceremony of it after all.
"There was once a Treasure Chest. It was a very secret Treasure Chest, hidden far, far away in a deep, secret place, full of traps and riddles and puzzles. The Treasure Chest knew that all of this was in place just to secure it and that made it a bit arrogant. 'I'm very important', it thought. 'All of this is in place just for me.' And it knew that one day, an adventurer or maybe a pirate ship--" He makes a bit of an emphasis there, glancing over at Peter with a see, I told you expression. "-- would come for it. So the Treasure Chest waited."
A pause.
"And it waited. And waited. And it waited for a very long time." He frowns. "But nobody came. No adventurers. No pirates. 'Maybe I'm hidden too well', it thought. 'Maybe that's the reason.' And it waited again. At some point moss started growing on it and the Chest complained 'Hey! What are you doing?'"
At this point Flynn is cranking up the pitch because moss is small, so of course it has a much brighter voice than the big, heavy Treasure Chest. 'Well, you have been sitting here for so long! And you'll be here for so much longer. Why shouldn't we?' Oh, that's it, thought the Treasure Chest. If nobody comes looking for me, I'll go look for them. So it got up, and it walked towards the exit. Of course the moss complained 'no, no, what are you doing' but the Chest wouldn't listen. It got to the third chamber where the Flame Traps were. And the Flame Traps looked at the Chest in confusion."
Again, he changes his voice, now to a breathy, hissy whisper. "'What'sssss that, what are you doing out here? Get back into your room.' And the Treasure Chest said 'No. The Treasure Hunters aren't finding me, so I will find the Treasure Hunters.' And the Flame Traps laughed with a hissing sound that smelled like sulfur and said 'You can't do that. That is not how the story goes.' But the Treasure Chest ignored them and their hissy voices and it went on its way."
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He clears his throat. A big part of stories is the ceremony of it after all.
"There was once a Treasure Chest. It was a very secret Treasure Chest, hidden far, far away in a deep, secret place, full of traps and riddles and puzzles. The Treasure Chest knew that all of this was in place just to secure it and that made it a bit arrogant. 'I'm very important', it thought. 'All of this is in place just for me.' And it knew that one day, an adventurer or maybe a pirate ship--" He makes a bit of an emphasis there, glancing over at Peter with a see, I told you expression. "-- would come for it. So the Treasure Chest waited."
A pause.
"And it waited. And waited. And it waited for a very long time." He frowns. "But nobody came. No adventurers. No pirates. 'Maybe I'm hidden too well', it thought. 'Maybe that's the reason.' And it waited again. At some point moss started growing on it and the Chest complained 'Hey! What are you doing?'"
At this point Flynn is cranking up the pitch because moss is small, so of course it has a much brighter voice than the big, heavy Treasure Chest. 'Well, you have been sitting here for so long! And you'll be here for so much longer. Why shouldn't we?' Oh, that's it, thought the Treasure Chest. If nobody comes looking for me, I'll go look for them. So it got up, and it walked towards the exit. Of course the moss complained 'no, no, what are you doing' but the Chest wouldn't listen. It got to the third chamber where the Flame Traps were. And the Flame Traps looked at the Chest in confusion."
Again, he changes his voice, now to a breathy, hissy whisper. "'What'sssss that, what are you doing out here? Get back into your room.' And the Treasure Chest said 'No. The Treasure Hunters aren't finding me, so I will find the Treasure Hunters.' And the Flame Traps laughed with a hissing sound that smelled like sulfur and said 'You can't do that. That is not how the story goes.' But the Treasure Chest ignored them and their hissy voices and it went on its way."