Sprinkle has headed to the beach! He gets out his fishing gear including his pole, then suddenly a big breeze of wind blows his bag with his things in it! Eventually, all of his stuff had been scatterd out. 'Oh no'! sprinkle cried.
Later he picks up all of his stuff, it was all covered in sand but so was he! 'Great'! sprinkle sighed, wondering if he should of stayed at the workshop helping make toys. After all of the rucus, he searched his sand-filled bag for the sun-screen, his scales were scorched from the sun. After scavenging around his bag for at least 10 minutes,
he gave up remembering he left it in Honey's room. Sprinkle sighed and then flew back south with his bag and fishing suplies meeting honey at the parking lot just as he promised. T
The end!