The Starover

Wish couldn't find the Cyril Stars. She couldn't find them in her home. She couldn't find them in the swamp biome. She couldn't find them with a blob. She couldn't find them in a glob. She couldn't find them here or there.

She couldn't find Cyril Stars ANYWHERE.

Wish frowned. What happened to them all? And that's when a purple and pink snake blob slithered up, the shade from her turtle shell hat concealing her eyes.

"Psst," the snake blobling said. "Yous. Yeah, yous. Blue-leaves. Over here." 

She made a gesture with her tail to indicate a shadier spot near her.

Wish looked around, then wriggled on over. She looked at the snake blobling with wide-eyed curiosity.

"Word in Onyxia is yous lookin' for some Cyril Stars. Havin' a bit of trouble findin' 'em in da usual spots, eh? What a mysterious and strange coincidence dat ain't got nothin' to do with somethin' I did to make that happen."

Wish blinked at Sheldonna blearily. "Whaaa...?"

"Nothin'. Anyway-" Sheldonna looked from side to side. Then, she slithered to the side revealing a whole pile of Cyril Star berries. "I got yous Cyril Stars right here. And! And dey can be yours-" She snapped her tail and smirked. "For a price."