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Once upon a time, there lived a manly maroon seahorse 

named Beau and a ladylike lemon-colored fish named 

Weesa. Beau and Weesa had lived on the same ocean 

floor in Myrtle Beach for as long as they could 

remember. They had never gone outside their pint-sized 

proximity, and, except for a few migrating minnows, 

they had never met another sea creature who had not 

grown up on the same seafloor of Myrtle Beach. 

Everyday, Beau and Weesa saw the same boring 

barnacles, commonplace clams, dull dolphins, lifeless 

lobsters, and stuffy squids. 

Sure, Beau and Weesa were content with their 

surroundings, and they loved their families in Myrtle 

Beach, but the two best friends had always dreamed about 

awesome adventures. On their daily swims around the 

seafloor, the yellow fish and the red seahorse discussed 

these majestic and heroic journeys. They longed to explore 

the unfamiliar.

One day, on their daily stroll across the ocean floor, Beau and Weesa 

noticed something   delightfully different. Among the miles and miles 

of uninteresting ocean floor, they saw a silver can with a red blob on 

it. An orange fish with a petite purple petunia propped on her gills 

swam out of the can.   Beau and Weesa knew ALL of the ocean 

creatures that lived within miles of them, and they had never seen this 

fish before. "Hi, I'm Tootie," the unfamiliar upbeat fish exclaimed. "I 

am pleased as punch to meet you pals."

"I seem to have gotten lost. I think I got caught in the current while I 

was sleeping. Can you help me find my way home?" asked the 

observant orange fish. "Sure! Where are you from?” asked Weesa. “I 

live on a ship in Folly Beach,” stated Tootie. Beau and Weesa looked at 

each other excitedly. Finally! An adventure! "We don't know much 

about other places, but we do know that if we work together, we can 

help you find your way home!" 

So, the terrific trio of Weesa, Beau, and Tootie, set 

off on an adventure to find Tootie's humble home 

in faraway Folly Beach. 

After swimming miles and miles, Beau, Weesa, and Tootie were getting terribly 

tired. Suddenly, they heard a vivacious voice among the deep waters. "Well hello, 

there!” Where was this voice coming from?

 "It's me, down here!"

 The three friends looked down and saw a beaming, mustached blue crab. "I'm 

Pooch, the blue crab. I don't believe I've ever seen the three of you around these 

parts. You must be lost." "We are!," exclaimed the three friends. They were 

excited to see another sea creature. Maybe this blue crab could lead them in the 

right direction. They were determined to find their way back to Tootie's home. 

"We're looking for my home in Folly Beach." "You've got a little ways to go. 

You’re currently in the wonderful waters of Litchfield Beach" said the blue crab. 

"Follow me, I'll show you the way!" 

For what seemed like weeks, Weesa, Beau, Tootie, and Pooch 

joyfully journeyed the ocean in search of Folly Beach. “I just can’t 

swim any more. My fins are fantastically fatigued and my tail is 

terrifically tired,” Beau explained. “I think all four of us need to 

take a satisfying siesta because....” Before Beau could finish his 

sentence, the four creatures stopped in their tracks. 

What was that gleaming golden box in front of them? 

“Never seen a treasure box, huh?” asked an opulent octopus as she 

emerged from the shimmering square. 

“We don’t mean to bother you,” said Tootie. “We’ve been looking for my 

home in Folly Beach for quite some time and we’re all terribly tired.” 

“I’m Kitty, the radiant red octopus. You all have got quite the trip ahead 

of you. You’re in my wealthy waters of Pawley’s Island. These wondrous 

waters can get lonesome at times. You can take a relaxing rest here, and 

we’ll all continue this jolly journey in the morning.” 

Weesa, Beau, Tootie, and Pooch were so thankful for kind Kitty’s helpful 

hospitality. They decided to get a sound sleep and continue their 

exciting expedition in the morning. 

The next morning, the sea friends were rested and ready to 

continue on their journey. They told terrific tales of the high seas 

and sang silly saltwater songs to pass the time. Soon, the group was 

greeted by a sea turtle. “Hi, friends. My name is Pie, the sea turtle. I 

heard your loopy laughter from many miles away and I wanted to 

see the fantastic faces behind those very vibrant voices.” 

“Sorry, we didn’t mean for our loud laughter to wake you. We’re 

looking for my home in Folly Beach. Can you help us?” “Sure!,” said 

Pie. “You’re in Isle of Palms now. I’ll take you to Folly Beach. But 

keep your speech silent. We don’t want to wake the sneaky sharks.”

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