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Captain Poppy was a pirate, but not the kind who stole treasure. She was the kind of pirate who collected wobbly things. Her ship, the Grumble-Grumble, was filled with wobbly chairs, wobbly tables, and a very wobbly lamp that had a tendency to fall over at the slightest bump. Captain Poppy believed wobbly things had character.

One day, Captain Poppy received a letter, delivered by a parrot in a tiny sailor’s hat. The letter was from the famous explorer, Professor Quincy, and it spoke of a legendary treasure: the most perfectly wobbly jelly in the world, hidden on the Island of Jiggle-Jangle.

"To the Island of Jiggle-Jangle!" she roared to her crew, a motley bunch of squirrels and a very nervous tortoise named Sheldon.

The Grumble-Grumble wobbled its way across the sea. When they finally reached the island, it was just as the letter had described. Everything jiggled. The trees were made of marshmallow fluff, the ground felt like a giant trampoline, and the rocks wobbled when you walked past them. Sheldon the tortoise looked greener than usual.

They followed a trail of sugar sprinkles and giggles. Soon, they found it—a giant, shimmering, red jelly, sitting in the middle of a clearing. It pulsed and quivered with a magnificent wobble. Captain Poppy let out a gasp of pure joy.

"It's perfect," she whispered. "This is the wobbliest thing I have ever seen."

Sheldon, however, looked very worried. "Captain, I'm not so sure about this. It's... too wobbly."

As Captain Poppy reached out to touch the jelly, it let out a loud WHOOSH! and wobbled with such force that the entire island began to shake. The marshmallow trees shook, the trampoline ground bounced, and the Grumble-Grumble began to wibble-wobble in the harbor. The squirrels squeaked and scrambled up trees. Sheldon ducked into his shell.

Captain Poppy had to think fast. She couldn't take the jelly with her, it was too big and too wobbly. So, she did the only thing she could. She pulled out a giant spoon from her pocket, gave a giant scoop, and took a giant bite. The jelly was delicious, tasting of raspberries and happy memories. The giant jelly let out a final, happy wobble and then settled, its wibbles now just gentle ripples. Captain Poppy, with a very full tummy, decided the best treasure isn't always something you can take with you. Sometimes, the best treasure is a memory and a very, very full belly.