It distressed her, and yes, it made her a little afraid of what lay ahead. Apparently the Abarat wasn't just another part of the planet she knew, simply hidden from the sight of ordinary eyes. It was a different world entirely. Perhaps it had different religions, different ideas about good and evil, about what was real and what wasn't.
But it was too late to turn her back on all of this. After all, something here had
did
"O woe is me!
O woe is me!
I used to have a Hamster Tree!
But it was eaten by a newt,
And now I have no cuddly fruit!
O woe is me! "O woe is me!
I used to have a Hamster Treeee!
"You like my song?" Pux said, when he was done.
"It wasn't quite what I was expecting," Candy said. "But yes. It was certainly… um… unusual."
"I'll teach it to you!" Pux said. "Then you'll have something to sing as you go around the Yebba Dim Day and people will think,
"Then I
Everybody joined in with the song this time (except Serpent and Moot), and Candy quickly picked it up. By the time they came to the fourth rendition, Pux said:
"This time a solo, from Miss Quackenbush."
"Oh no…"
"Oh yes," said Deaux-Deaux. "We've carried you all this way. The least you can do is sing us a song."
It was a reasonable request. So Candy sang out her first Abaratian song as the mist ahead began to thin, and they skipped their way into the Straits of Dusk.
"Nice. Very nice," said Pux when she was done. "Now I'll teach you another."
"No, I think one's enough, for now. Maybe another time."
"I don't imagine there will
As she went she glanced over her shoulder, so as to have one last glimpse of her friends to fix in her head; just in case Mischief was overly optimistic in his beliefs, and none of them ever met again.