With the help of Pekkle and ChocoCat, you finally managed to repair the broken-down machines inside the Dance Hall at Gemstone Mountain. It took a bit of trial and error—some sparks flew, a few levers jammed—but eventually, everything powered up with a low hum and a colorful burst of lights. The rhythm was back. The swing was alive again.

Excited, you traveled around the island, handing out invitations to your friends. It wasn’t long before everyone began showing up, others just eager to dance. Music filled the space, feet moved to the beat, and laughter echoed across the mountain. The Dance Hall was officially the spot to be.

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You found a seat off to the side, catching your breath and watching the joy spread across the room. That’s when Pekkle waddled over, still grooving a little, his little duck feet shuffling along to the beat even as he tried to stop. He couldn’t help it—his body had to keep moving.

“Man, all this dancing really made me tired…” he said with a dramatic exhale, flopping next to you.

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But then he sat up a little straighter, eyes gleaming with excitement.

“…But Cheese n Crackers, I can’t believe we got this place up n running again! All thanks to you and ChocoCat!” he grinned wide, clearly proud—and a little winded.

It was a good night. One you wouldn’t forget anytime soon.