Chapter 9: Ravens of Ravel Ravine
=-Stick-= Another one! Stick inwardly squealed in delight. Just the perfect length! He picked up the next stick, adding it to his pile. "Why, in the world, would you bring sticks into the arena. Why?" Behind him, his teammate, Six, impatiently asked. "Hey, I could say the same thing about that noteblock necklace of yours." Under every one of Six's noteblocks was either ice or gold. As they traversed through the gloomy forest, Stick worried about their shininess giving them away. "Well, noteblocks are useful. What can you do with sticks?" You just don't know their power. The dark leaves of the trees surrounding them slowly faded into bright lime green. When they left the forest behind them, they're face to face with a mountain that Stick couldn't see the top of. "Uhh...we're not going up that, right?" Six asked. "No. Remember what happened to MJ and Blueveria?" "What happened to MJ and Blueveria?" Stic