当一大群海盗们行走在云转街，也就是云中城的主要街道上显得格格不入。目前为止他们去过的每个地方——天气工厂、购物区，甚至是天马公园——让当地小马们看到一群身着海盗服装还有飞行背包的大鸟们几乎都是目瞪口呆并且低声谈论着。如果不是他们前面正在带队的小马导游们，他们可能会让大街上引起相当大的恐慌。幸运的是，风哨子和趵虹对于大家来说都是非常值得信赖并且很受欢迎，这里的小马们几乎都认识他们。

“你好啊，芭芭拉！”风哨子冲着一匹戴着珍珠项链、满脸困惑的黄色天马喊着：“希望你能喜欢这些鸟儿们！”芭芭拉打量了一下这些海盗鸟，有点退缩地皱了皱眉头，然后她礼貌地朝他们点点头就飞走了。那匹一脸正经的小马在飞过街角消失在一边前，还回头看了她五次，风哨子失望地叹了口气。

“所以，船长——我们下一站想去哪？”穆雷嘟哝着展开了他在一个售货亭那买的城市地图，他把报纸凑近到他那完好的眼球前。“去看看霜雪冰淇淋店还是棒棒冰店？”

趵虹叫了起来：“我有个好主意！”他直接瞬间在天气树街和风向街的拐角那来了个急刹车，鸟儿们也没站稳，直接像一排排多米诺骨牌一样直接互相碰撞摔到地上。但多亏了他们的空中背包，他们才没有继续往下坠，而是像气球一样互相弹开了。

莉克斯大声问道：“还有比冰淇淋更好的主意吗？”其它船员们异口同声的回应表明他们还在绞尽脑汁地找寻一样的问题答案。

趵虹接着道：“过去的那些价值连城的文物？”他挺起胸膛，为自己的绝妙想法感到骄傲，但鸟儿们只是呆呆地看着他。他叹了口气，很明显他需要讲得更明白点。“你们懂的…宝藏！”

“你咋不早点说呢，伙计？”西拉诺船长飘了过来，把爪子搭在趵虹的肩膀上，对云宝黛茜眨了眨眼，然后看向她的船员们。“想一起拿找宝藏代替冰淇淋的说‘AYE’！”

“AYE！”鸟儿们都欢呼了起来，向空中挥舞着他们的右爪。（博伊尔除外，他举起的是他的钩子）

“好！我是说，AYE！”云宝黛茜附和着，也加入到这个海盗精神里。她没法想象老爸指的是什么宝藏，但她希望最好不要是妈妈收集的装饰材料，或是他在校内蹬球锦标赛上得到的奖杯，那样就太尴尬了。

趵虹自豪地吩咐道：“那就跟我来吧，你们呃…无赖们！” 听到丈夫试图让自己听起来更像个海盗，风哨子咯咯地笑了起来：“挺不错嘛，亲爱的。”

他们跟着趵虹走了好几个街区，一边唱着海盗的空中小屋曲《天气珍宝》，一边都在一座漂亮的建筑前停了下来。这栋建筑有由厚厚的云朵组成的庄严又坚固的柱子，沿着墙面均匀地排列着。一串闪闪发光的装饰星星点缀在两扇大门周围，通往门口的宽阔台阶两侧摆着两尊天马雕像。

“爸——”云宝黛西开始呻吟道：“你带我们大家来云中城历史博物馆了？”她只记得这是自己以前那次班级实地考察以来去过的最无聊的地方了。

“对啊？他们似乎挺兴奋啊！” 趵虹指了指台阶，台阶上那边现在站满了一群鸟儿，受惊的小马们飞了起来，都在争先恐后地飞向了屋顶。

“噢亲爱的，”风哨子笑了，“看来我们这回要带领一些历史爱好者一起参观了。” 趵虹和风哨子开始走上台阶，云宝黛茜从他们身旁嗖的一下飞了过去。

云宝黛茜朝海盗们喊道：“嘿大伙们等一下！”如果她能亲自介绍给他们一些展品，也许可以给这次的博物馆之旅看起来更加酷炫一些。她飞进了敞开的博物馆大门想拦住他们，但还是晚了一步！冲进来的海盗们全都分散行动，跑向博物馆的各个房间里搜寻宝藏了，老爸这又是做了什么啊？

在一个古军械展览库里，莉克斯已经发现了一些闪闪发光的展品，“这是什么，嗯？”她的爪子狠狠地抓了抓玻璃柜，想要把那玻璃抓破。为了能看得更清楚点，她把自己的鸟喙抵到了玻璃柜上。“那个是盾牌吗？也许会值一些钱…”她爪子在柜子的接缝处来回摸索，想看看这个盖子是不是会比较容易掀开。

“别碰那个，莉克斯！那可是尼泰提斯！”云宝黛西一边叫着一边把这粉色羽毛的海盗从那件文物旁拉开。“疾闪·马格纳斯的御火神盾？用它在龙穴里救出了军团战友？”

莉克斯恼怒地哼了一声，耸了耸肩。看来她应该从来没听说过云中城的英雄疾闪·马格纳斯的传说，而她似乎看起来也不想听。“所以呢？”

“所以，我们必须要把它留在这。”云宝黛茜叹了口气，并且意识到这事肯定还没完。在房间的另一边，博伊尔正在打量一个古小马国时代的一个旧首饰盒，在这个博物馆的其它房间里，其他几个海盗们正在盯着那些玻璃箱里面的东西，在想方设法地把它们偷走。

“我们能不能不要去动这里的各种东西！这些珍宝们不是用来拿的，而是用来观赏的，它们都是天马们历史的重要部分。”云宝黛茜吞咽了一下。她要怎么才能让他们不要想着直接闯进来砸碎这些玻璃，去拿走那些闪亮珍贵的展品呢？“你们想来听我讲一些关于它们的故事吗？”

英文版：

The  band  of  scalawags  scurried  through  the  swirling,  misty  streets  of Cloudsdale, looking quite out of place. At every place they’d visited so far— the Weather Factory, the shopping district, and even Pegasus Park—the local ponies had gawked and whispered at the curious sight of a bunch of giant birds wearing pirate getups and sky-packs. If it weren’t for their pony tour guides, the crew might have caused quite the panic in the streets. Luckily, Windy Whistles and Bow Hothoof were very trustworthy and well liked. And they knew almost everypony in town.
“Hello, Barbara!” Windy shouted as she waved to a very confused yellow Pegasus wearing a string of pearls. “Hope you enjoyed the Hoopla!” Barbara sized up the birds and balked, scrunching up her muzzle. Then she nodded politely and flew off. The prim pony looked over her shoulder five times before disappearing around the corner. Windy Whistles sighed in defeat.
“So,  Captain—where  to  next?”  Mullet  grunted  as  he  unfolded  the souvenir map of the city he’d bought at a kiosk. He held the paper up close to his good eyeball. “The Snowfall Ice Cream Stop or the Pop-Pop-Popsicle Shop?”
“I  have  an  even  better  idea!”  Bow  Hothoof  exclaimed,  coming  to  a screeching halt at the corner of Weatherwood and Vane streets. The birds followed suit, knocking into one another like a row of dominoes. But thanks to their sky-packs, they didn’t tumble to the ground. They just bounced off each other like balloons.
“What’s better than ice cream?” Lix Spittle wondered aloud. A chorus of sounds from the rest of the crew made it clear that they were racking their brains for the same answer.
“Priceless relics of the past worth lots of bits?” Bow Hothoof puffed up his chest, proud of his brilliant idea. But the birds just stared back at him with blank expressions. Bow sighed. Clearly he had to spell it out for them. “You know… treasure!”
“Why didn’t you say so sooner, mate?!” Captain Celaeno floated over, put her claw on Bow’s shoulder, and gave a little wink to Rainbow Dash. She turned to her crew. “Whoever wants to find treasure instead of ice cream, say ‘aye’!”

“AYE!” the birds cheered, all of them pumping their right claws in the air with glee (except for Boyle, who lifted his hook).
“Yeah!  I  mean—aye!”  Rainbow  Dash  echoed,  getting  into  the  pirate spirit. She couldn’t imagine what treasure her dad was referring to, but she hoped  it  wasn’t  just  her  mom’s  plate  collection  or  his  trophy  from  the Buckball Intramural Championships. That would be super embarrassing.
“Then follow me, you, er… scalawags!” Bow commanded proudly. Windy giggled at her husband’s attempt to sound like a pirate. “Nice one, honey.”
After a few blocks following Bow Hothoof and singing a silly pirate’s sky shanty called “Treasure Weather,” the crew stopped in front of a beautiful building. It had regal yet sturdy columns made of thick cloud evenly spaced along the facade. A string of glittering, decorative stars dotted around the gigantic double doors. Two statues of Pegasi flanked the wide steps leading to the top.
“Da-aaaad,” Rainbow Dash groaned. “You brought us to the Cloudsdale History Museum?” She only remembered it from her class field trips as the most boring place ever.
“What? They seem to be excited!” Bow pointed to the steps, which were now occupied by the horde of birds all trying to race one another to the top. Scared ponies darted out of the way.
“Oh dear.” Windy Whistles laughed. “Looks like we’ve got some history buffs on our hooves.” Bow and Windy began the ascent up the stairs, but Rainbow Dash zoomed past them.
“Hey, guys, wait up!” Rainbow Dash hollered to the pirates. Maybe she could make the museum seem little bit cooler if she explained some of the exhibits. She soared into the open doors to head them off. But it was too late! The pirates had already split up and spread out across the building, searching the rooms for the alleged treasure. What had Bow done?

Over in the ancient armory room, Lix Spittle had already found something shiny. “What’s this, eh?” Lix knocked her claw on the glass case so hard it nearly shattered. She squashed her beak against the case for a better look. “A shield or something? Could be worth somethin’ . . .” She scratched at the seams of the case to try to see how easy it would be to lift the lid off.
“Don’t  touch  that,  Lix!  That’s  Netitus!”  Rainbow  Dash  urged  as  she pulled  the  pink-feathered  pirate  away  from  the  priceless  artifact.  “Flash Magnus’s fireproof shield? The one he used to save his fellow Legionnaires from the Dragon’s lair?”
Lix shrugged with an annoyed grunt. She’d never heard the legend of the Cloudsdale hero Flash Magnus and didn’t seem to want to. “So?”
“So, we have to leave it here.” Rainbow Dash sighed, realizing that this wasn’t going to be the end of the discussion. Across the room, Boyle was sizing up an old jewelry box from the pre-Equestrian era. Several of the other pirates in the grand museum room had fixated on items in cases and were trying to figure out how to steal them as well.
“We have to leave everything in here alone! These treasures are not for the taking… just for admiring. They’re all really important parts of Pegasus history!” Rainbow Dash paused. How could she make them understand why they  couldn’t  just  barge  in,  smash  the  glass,  and  take  the  pretty,  shiny objects? “Do you want to hear some stories about ’em?”