When the plane from Frost Enterprises landed at Samoa's airport, Polyneasian Air, a native guide waited for the group. Sean and Emma stepped out of the airplane and greeted him.

"Hello! Ye must be," Sean glanced at a scap of paper, "Bupo'ea'gahrgan'tuan'obsd." Well, that's how it was spelled. What Sean actually said sounded like the soundtrack to a cow mutilation. His thick accent and sonic scream did not help the pronunciation to go any smoother.

"Yes tis my title. Though you, kind sir, may calleth me Gargantuan." The Samoan was anything but gargantuan. At anyrate, Gargantuan didn't offer a smile or any hint of pleasantness. "Let us get thou going on the mission which thou hast undertaken."

By now, the students had toppled out of the plane and stood squinting in the sun.

"So," Paige began, "do most Sam-o-ans speak like Shakespear?"

"Tis the way I hast learned th' language."

"Prb'ioa bdfil'qeh abijw'dg bi'foaeh'io?" Jubilee asked, consulting a thick book that she pulled from her purse.

"Nay," began Gargantuan, "my lady mother worest not 'army boots'."

Jubilee laughed out loud. "It worked!" she screeched.

"What in heck is that?" Angelo asked snatching the book from her. "What a piece of junk!" And with that he hurled the book behind him. A small splashing noise ensued.

"Angelo Lee-Ann Espinosa! Do you know how hard it is to find a English-Samoan/Samoan- English dictionary?!"

"Lee-Anne?"

"I'll ~never~ find another one of those!"

Jubilee and Angelo continued to squabble and Emma gestured for Gargantuan to lead the way.

After an hour of walking hut to hut looking for Mondo's family, the gang began to feel a little discouraged. Well, so discoureged isn't the right word. A more correct word would be "bored".

"Cheer up, lads and lasses," Sean called over his shoulder to the trudging teenagers behind him. "Just two more huts and well be finished with this road!"

("Great,") Jonothan sent. ("One down, seven ter go.")

Soon, Gargantuan paused and pointed to a shabby hut that sat back a few yards from the dirt packed road. "This tis the last manor we shall visit this day."

Emma placed her hands on her hips and looked the small Samoan in the eyes, "But I see several more houses on beyond this one. It is ~very~ important that we find Mondo's family."

Gargantuan shook his head. "Tis the bad end of the village."

Angelo perked up. "Really? I would ~love~ to see some Samoan ghetto."

"This tis as far as I shall accompany the lot of ye. Gladly will I take this group anywhere in Samoa, but not into the bowls of hell that have surfaced themselves in that piece of country." Gargantuan crossed his skinny arms across his bare chest.

"Alright, alright," Paige mumbled. "Let's get going. I'll ask the people at this house about Blubber-Boy.... c'mon, Jubilee."

Still wrining out her water soaked Samoan/English Dictionary, Jubilee grumbled something and stopped off after Paige. The two girls followed a crushed seashell path to the house. Paige was about to knock when Jubilee said:

"It's a hide, Paige. It won't knock, trust me."

Hand poised in mid air, Paige contempated this, then let her hand fall to her side. "Oh. Ah reckon yoah raht." She looked about for any signs of life, then called out "Hello!?" She turned to ask Jubilee something, but the younger girl was feverently looking through her dictionary. Paige sighed to herself.

The hide flap parted to one side by a dark hand, revealing a short thin man in his late forties. "Yes?" he asked curtly. Jubilee thrust the dictionary in the mans face. "Have you read this book?" she demanded.

The man's eyes widened and he slung the hide down, the equivolent of slamming a door, except instead of a loud bang that sometimes scared people away, all that could be heard was the soft swishing of the hide flap. They heard the man's voice clearly.

"Honey! It's those damned Jehovahs Witnesses again!"

Paige sighed in exasperation. "Let's just skip this one."

Jubilee nodded in agreement and the two returned to Emma to report their lack of success.

"Well," Emma began, "let's just go to the hotel and start fresh in the morning."

"Hotel?" Gargantuan asked, surprised.

"Yes, hotel." Emma said condescendingly. "I was specifically told we would be staying with the best accomodations the island had to offer."

"Oh," Gargantuan nodded, "'tis a slight miscommunication--"

He didn't have the chance to finish, for he was inturrupted by a, "Hey cuys! Check this out!"

Generation X collectively raised their heads to see Angelo standing in the distance waving his hand in the air to draw their attention. He was surrounded by a group of thin boys wearing pitch black lava-lava's. Everett, Jono, Paige and Jubilee ran to see what he wanted while Emma remained behind with Sean and Gargantuan to work out an accomodations agreement.

"What is it, Ange?" Ev asked when he reached his friend.

Angelo wore a goofy grin and stated, "The guys here are ~just~ now getting the music and dance styles of the late 80's and early 90's! Watch this! Ok," Angelo turned to one of the lanky Samoans, "Go!"

The boy began to convulse, his arms flailing and feet twitching in an unnatural rythem. Paige gapsed and nearly fell back while Ev looked as though he were going to be sick.

"The Rodger Rabbit!" Jubilation exclaimed as she began to snap her body into the weird beat of the dance.

Jonothon, having avoided the entire Rodger Rabbit experience in England was the only one unaffected by the ghastly sight. He grabbed his younger friend by the shoulders and shook her sharply. ("Jubilee!")

"Huh?" she murmered, "Oh. Sorry." Blushing fiercely she stilled herself and listed to Angelo recite the forgotten fads of the times.

He seemed fascinated by the long dead trends, "And slap bracelets! They're just now getting slap bracelets! And that guy over there? His favorite musical artist is MC Hammer!" At that point Angelo fell into the hopeless state of nostalgia. "Can't touch this!" He began to dance 'The Hammer' and chanted "Doo doo doo doot, do doot, do doot, can't touch this!"

"I'm going to be sick," Monet murmered as she joined the group.

Ev added, "Now I see why Gargantuan said this was the bad end of the village."