The sun does not always shine in the Yolkfolk village. In fact, this particular day is looking remarkably grim. Stormy clouds thunder across the sky, the rain hammers down, the electricity flickers and, to top it all, Grand Dizzy is in an awful mood.
The source of Grand Dizzy's bad mood is his egg-ache. The old duffer had been practicing his somersaults in the kitchen and slipped on the wet floor. "What do you think you were doing bouncing around like that at your age?!" groaned Dizzy under the strain of picking up the old egg.
"You'll give yourself a nasty crack on the head."
"It's the temple of the Crystal Kingdom," spluttered Grand Dizzy, "it's been robbed. Every egg knows that if the Crystal Sword, Chalice and Crown are removed from the temple, terrible strange things will happen to the Yolkfolk!"
Dizzy looked outside. Things did look decidedly bad. "It still doesn't explain why you were jumping off the Kitchen chair, Grand Dizzy"...
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