The smell of buttery pancakes and salty ocean spray filled the air on the deck of *The Merry Manatee*. It was a beautiful morning for an adventure, and Captain Cornelius felt a wiggle of excitement in his tummy. He adjusted his large purple hat with the fluffy feather and took a deep breath. Today was a special day because they were finally going to open the old, wrinkled treasure map he kept safe in his coat pocket.

Cornelius called his crew to the center of the wooden deck. "Gather round, friends! It is time to find the treasure!"

He pulled out the parchment. Usually, maps were quiet pieces of paper that just showed the way. But this map was different. It was very old and very grumpy. As soon as the sunlight hit the paper, the map began to shake. *Crinkle, snap, pop!*

"Good morning!" said Cornelius politely.

"Is it?" grumbled the map. Suddenly, a bright red X appeared on the left side of the paper near a picture of a mountain. "The treasure is here! At the Cloudy Peak!"

But then, a second bright red X appeared on the right side, near a picture of a sandy beach. "No, it isn't!" shouted the other side of the map. "It's here! At the Whispering Sands! Don't listen to that side, he's always wrong!"

"I am not!" yelled the mountain side. "You are just sandy and grumpy!"

The crew gasped. The map was arguing with itself! It curled its corners and flapped in Cornelius's hands. *Flap, smack, flutter.* It looked like a bird trying to take off.

"Please, settle down," Cornelius said gently, patting the paper. "We cannot find treasure if we are fighting. We must be fair."

Cornelius thought for a moment and rubbed his chin. If the map couldn't decide, they would have to check both spots.