You nod and reach into your pouch, pulling out the slightly dented, stainless steel serving spoon—the one from the 1974 Moose Jaw Curling Banquet. It catches the island sun just right, gleaming with quiet dignity.

The beaver’s eyes widen. He lets out a low whistle. “Well I’ll be dipped in chowder,” he mutters. “You actually brought it.” He flips his clipboard shut with a satisfying snap and waves you forward. “Right this way. You’re not going to the regular potluck.”

You follow him down a winding path lined with lupins and driftwood sculptures, past picnic tables and fiddlers tuning up, until you reach a small, hidden cove. There, nestled between two red cliffs, is a long wooden table covered in a checkered cloth and surrounded by a curious crowd: a moose in a bowtie, a goose with a name tag, a lobster in a tiny apron, and a few humans who look like they’ve been here longer than they meant to.

At the head of the table sits an empty chair.

The beaver gestures to it. “That’s the Founder’s Seat. Reserved for those who bring the spoon.”

You blink. “The Founder’s Seat?”

He nods. “Every generation, one traveler brings it back. The spoon’s not just a utensil—it’s a symbol. Of generosity. Of preparedness. Of knowing that sometimes, the most important thing you can bring to the table… is the thing that helps others serve.”

He places a small, carved medallion around your neck. It’s shaped like a spoon, etched with the words: “Potluck Pilgrim – First Serving Rights”.

The crowd cheers. Someone starts playing the spoons. A butter tart is passed your way. The lobster offers you a clawshake.

You sit. You eat. You laugh. And as the sun sets over the sea, painting the cliffs gold and the waves pink, you realize something, you didn’t just complete the journey, you became part of the story.

✅ You brought the spoon.

✅ You earned the Founder’s Seat.

✅ You are now a legend of the Canadian Strange.

🏅 The End

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