This is the sequel to The
Fuzzle Journey.
Ever since Zack had found Whoopi, a Christmas Aisha, they were very close.
He was very glad to be away from Aberay, a spoiled Acara. He enjoyed the home,
his friends, and most of all, his family. The rumour for Fuzzles to be Jubjubs
was indeed true. The thing that stood in his way was the evolution part. He
was two months old, and was soon about to be the "teenage" stage: an Evil Fuzzle.
He didn't know of this, however, he was still Whoopi's favourite toy.
"Aren't you tired of that thing? You take it everywhere you go," said Sammyole,
a yellow Kacheek, who was Whoopi's older brother.
"No, he's my favourite toy." (This was before the Usukis.)
"Well, don't you wish you had another toy?"
"There's still Zoey." Zoey was a Pink Fuzzle, with a red ribbon around her
head.
"That Fuzzle is kind of boring now, get rid of it," replied Sammyole. Zack
gasped at the comment, but silently so no one will hear him.
"Guys, it's time to sleep," said Ranuth, a golden Shoyru, pointing at the clock;
it marked 11:00, an hour ago since their owner logged out.
The two walked into their own rooms. Fyoslam, a Jetsam, slept soundly on the
couch. Whoopi yawned, and kissed her PetPet Boris, a Maraquan PetPet good night.
"Good night Zack, good night Zoey, Boris," said Whoopi, sleepily.
Zack and Zoey were fast asleep, though they, like all Fuzzles, sleep with their
eyes open.
The next morning, there was a loud shriek coming from Whoopi.
"What happened?" asked Fyo.
"Zack's gone!" cried the sad Aisha.
Zack was hiding from her under the bed, afraid to show himself. He was the
"teenage" form, now. He was now an Evil Fuzzle, no longer the cute adorable
form he used to be. What happened to me, Zack thought. Are Fuzzles
able to turn into mutants too? Zack had to run away again. It was so painful.
It wasn't painful when he ran away from the terrible Aberay, but this time it
was, because he was running away from his first friend.
Zack slid out the door, from the house, and into the streets. He need to go
into the forest, where no one could find him, at least for a while. He had learned,
for the first time, that he was a Jubjub. He had to wait until he reached his
final form.
He slept again in the late night.
Two months later...
Zack finally awoke. He had been asleep for two whole months, it was strange,
but it was said that an Evil Fuzzle may sleep for a long period of time when
upset. This must've happened to him. He gazed in the water, and took a drink.
But he realised something. He was actually drinking! Fuzzles don't do that until
they're... JUBJUBS! He looked at the water and saw himself. Zack was now a red
Jubjub. His orange fur had worn out, giving him the new fur. He took a walk
out of the forest, which took an hour.
He soon found himself in the street of Soup Alley, Neopia Central. Zack spotted
a Christmas Aisha playing on the sidewalk. He walked up to her. He glanced at
her and saw that it was Whoopi!
"Hello," said Zack. It was his first word, and it was given to his first friend.
"Hi," replied Whoopi. "My name's Whoopi, what's yours?"
"Zack."
The End
Author's Note: "Zack" was really Whoopi's first toy. I hoped you enjoyed
this story. | 
