XWEETOK DAY SPECIAL

The Xweetok's Torment
by Ellienib

Once she has sighted it, she cannot look away.
It twinkles merrily inside its glass container,
A white semicircle speckled with pink.
She can almost hear it whisper, in a tone that rings like bells,
Of how irresistible it is.
It is arrogant, yet clever.
It knows that she cannot touch it, 
Cannot take a bite,
So it persists with heckling her with its
Gleaming surface and wafts of sugary breath.
She drags her gaze away, but to no avail.
It winks where it lies, a monster in disguise,
Hiding its dark heart under layers of temptation.
She tries to move about the room,
Busying her mind by fussing with the shelves,
But at the corner of her thoughts, it sleeps.
She peers cautiously over her shoulder,
And there it is, grinning callously.
She mutters a curse, a prayer to Fyora
To deliver her from this madness.
But it would seem that the wrong Faerie heard her message,
For she startled even herself by flinging
Her fluffy self on top of the jar,
Blunt claws scrabbling at the lid.
“I must have it! I must!” she screamed savagely.
With a cry of triumph, she smashed the glass
Onto a countertop, shards flying in all directions.
But where was it? Where had it gone?
She let out a mournful wail, frantically diving at the floor
In search of it, but to no avail.
The jellybean had vanished.

Turfy the Xweetok
by Dr_tomoe

Turfy the Xweetok
only recently famous
but not for reasons
that are glamorous.

He seems rather normal
just a Xweetok who's green
until you discover that
he keeps Neovia's sewers clean.

It's a very dirty job
and not a fun one at that
and he's not nearly as famous
as the other sewer worker, Matt.

Still, all that gunk
might seem disgusting and crude
but it makes him a natural
at eating Spooky Food!

After all, doing that requires
a stomach of steel
and who better then the one
who cleans up after every meal?

And this years contest
he likely would have won
(That is if Scarlet wasn't
a monster and ruined everyone's fun)

But don't worry Turfy
just read some rare books
for next years contest you'll
take whatever Julian can cook.

Xandra's Journal
by Tealnova_dragon

Oh, how the blood boils, 
When I think back to my years of toil, 
Endless reading, studying, learning, 
From tyrants dressed in pink. 

I must wear my smile, my best and brightest, 
To fool those witches, yes I had to. 
I had to bow and cheer, 
At their witless brand of magic, 
Those silly tyrants dressed in pink.

How can such creatures command respect?
I wonder that every day. 
How can such creatures flit and laugh
And waste their magic on sparkly castles, 
When thousands suffered and cried?
They’re tyrants dressed in pink. 

They rolled in luxury, in expense, 
They dressed in diamonds and glitter, 
They slept among magic most divine, 
But never shared it, no they never did, 
Those tyrants dressed in pink. 

But I will destroy them, yes I will. 
For my rage is fierce, my anger strong, 
This injustice will not serve, the people will rise!
And me with them, a ruler most beloved. 
I’ll save them from those tyrants. 
The tyrants dressed in pink. 
I will. 
Mark my words. 
Tomorrow will be the day.
HANSO WAS HERE. HA. :P

The Chocolate Xweetok
by __Miasmummy__

Don't leave me in the sun
It does more harm than good
If you do for too long
There is a chance I could
Start to slowly melt away 
I really think I would
So let me rest up in the shade 
I really think you should.

I like it here outside 
Under the shady tree
I like to smell the flowers
I like to feel free
I know I look delicious
I don't mean to be
I wish you wouldn't drool like that
I might just think to flee.

You're doing it again
Staring at my ear
Now my creamy topping
I'm really starting to fear
That look in your eye is dangerous
I feel a chocolate tear
Slipping down my silky face
Walk away please, my dear?

Predator
by Emilia444_69

The Xweetok stands poised 
on the hilltop. Rain spiralling off its fur
like light from dew. Waiting.
Watching. Sun peeks from 
the skyline. The battleground is ready
beneath him. A shriek; it pierces the silence
like film. Claws contract. Running.
It is time to hunt
or be hunted.

The Xweebot 1000-XZ
by Closemycoffin

Most Xweetoks live in the forest;
Although, they may adapt to any place --
Like one particular Xweetok who
Has made a home in outer space.

This Xweetok has no fur to brush,
For primping, it does not care --
Instead, it is completely covered by
The latest in robotic gear.

Tag and Chase -- it loves to play,
As well as many other games.
Moving nimbly, at sonic speed,
Is one its many remarkable traits.

If while visiting The Station in space,
You see a flash and hear a beep --
Worry not, for minions or Sloth;
It was probably just The Xweebot 1000-XZ.

Act Like A Xweetok
by Blessed_faerie

Do you ever want to be more fun?
More social, like someone you’re not?
Today, you have a chance to be it all,
By acting more like a Xweetok! 

Xweetoks love good company,
You hardly ever seen them alone.
They’re always out and about,
They never stay at home.

They love to get attention,
Keep your gaze on them today.
This special day comes once a year,
Though Xweetoks would love it every day.

Some have said before,
That Xweetoks are a bit vain.
Can you blame them?
I would be too if I had that mane!

I’ve also heard they’re sore losers,
And complain when they lose the game.
Xweetoks just like to win,
I think most of us feel the same.

I wish I could be as confident,
As outgoing and as fun.
I may not seem like a Xweetok,
But today I’ll act like one.

Pure Sweet Talk, My Xweetok
by Secant

My faerie Xweetok is the queen of the house;
She deserves tea and sweets galore,
Dressed up in an expensive dainty blouse.
More sugar and honey, you implore?

Tea and sweets for a special event,
Blouses and colored hair bows to match.
The honey-colored bows do sweetly accent
Your sparkling eyes and your green patch

Expensive clothes from the NC Mall
Sticky prices can't keep them away,
Not my faerie queen, the fairest of all,
Who deserves sweet goods everyday.

Honey drips and sugar spills;
My faerie Xweetok is getting spoiled.
Teatime and cookies cause quite a thrill
But from tea does a blouse get soiled.

My faerie Xweetok is the queen of the house;
She deserves tea and sweets galore,
Dressed up in an expensive dainty blouse.
More sugar and honey, you implore?

Xweetok Day - A series of Haiku
by Shymouse94

Look, there! A Xweetok!
Celebrating Xweetok Day, 
With all of her friends!

Happily playing, 
In the sun-speckled forest,
Smiles on their faces!

They spot us watching,
And leap down from the branches,
Then together shout...

Happy Xweetok Day!!

Verses of the Xweetok
by Thewishingtree

A Xweetok, you ask?
You do not know
The grace, the majesty
Of a Xweetok's glow?

 Now, if you ask I must describe
Of Xweetok greatness
Xweetok pride
Read on, to learn examples
Of the Xweetok kind

 So, if you know of yooyus
The kind for scoring goals
Maybe Virtupets appeals to you
And then you would know
Of Sela Pretore, who threw
The yooyuballs, and defended
For Virtupet's left side

 If you knew Sela, then you knew
Of Xandra, certainly
Xandra, who wore her glasses askew
She was a villain, certainly
But her plans did fall through
Though she was quite brilliant, you know
Don't deny that's not untrue

 So Xweetoks are now known to you
The furry little things
They are quite cute, do you like them too?
You should adopt one, if you have room
You won't regret it, I don't think so
Unless they're an evil mastermind
But hey, that would still be cool.