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"The new Neopian Times has to come out in five hours.
Get a moving Snowflake!"
Snowflake sighed as she shoved a stray
strand of brown hair behind her ear. Her hand lingered on the mouse clicking
through all the different Neopian Time entries as she watched the screen with
sleepy eyes. Stacks of papers enveloped her desk, piling over the top of work
she had yet to get done.
"I'm moving!" she replied quickly, while
she clicked onto the next story
dear Snowflok,
hi. i want to know wat you think about
my storey. it iz about a fawerie-
Snowflake let another sigh escape her sleep
deprived throat as she quickly clicked to the next story, her ears tuning into
the insane chatter around her.
"I said 'DO YOU WANT SOME COFFEE?' Earth
to Snowflake!" asked an insanely perky buzz, a pencil propped inside her 'Neopian
Investigator' cap.
Snowflake yawned, and nodded her head as
she read through the last entry and sent another rejection. Feeling her eyes
slowly close, she allowed herself to fall forward and rest her head tiredly
against the keyboard.
"Work got you tired and down?" said a mysterious
voice.
Snowflake's eyes slowly fluttered open.
She groaned, and let her head droop into a nod.
"Then you need our miracle product called
'The 7 NeoPets'!"
Snowflake looked up from her drooping position,
her gaze narrowing onto the screen, which had a huge popup on it. On the top
it read '7 NeoPets changed my life!', while below had a sharp looking Moehog,
his lips curved into a sneaky smile.
"What's that?" Snowflake inquired, her
eyes showed a tiny bit of interest. Dusting a few specks of dirt off of her
spotless white wedding dress, Snowflake sat curiously.
"Why don't you click on this popup and
find out?" cooed the snazzy Moehog, his sneaky smile turning into a smirk. "Come
on, you know you want to.."
Snowflake shrugged. 'What could it hurt?'
she thought, 'It's not like computers can do anything to you!' Gathering her
courage, Snowflake reluctantly pressed the popup. A tornado of colors popped
from the screen, sucking Snowflake into its enigma of red and blues.
***
"Are you sure she's alive?"
Snowflake sighed and rolled over before
swatting at the air, "Get away! I already did The Neopian Times!" Snowflake
snuggled against a huge pillow, her white wedding dress flopping off the side
of the couch.
"Wake up!" Something tugged roughly at
her dress and sent her flying to the floor. She groaned and reluctantly opened
up her sleep drenched eyes, staring at about seven NeoPets that surrounded her.
Snowflake's mouth opened, then shut again, then opened. /
"Hello. Why are you in our cabin?" asked
a tiny Usul at her side.
Snowflake looked at him, then closed her
eyes. "This is all a dream Snowflake. You've obviously been reading too many
stories. WAKE UP!" she told herself. She pinched her arm in the hopes of assuring
herself it was just a dream. "Ow!" she squeaked, cradling her arm and staring
at the nice red mark she'd made.
"Of course it's not a dream," said a Kacheek
near her legs, before sneezing on her shoe, "Sorry about that. I'll clean it,"
he said in a slow voice before trudging into the kitchen.
Slowly, Snowflake sat up and examined all
the pets. Seven in all. "Explain to me... Where am I?"
A grumpy looking Lupe stared at her, "You're
in OUR house!"
Squinting a bit, Snowflake could see all
around her. Every inch of the place was covered in a thick sheet of dust. "If
I clean up the place will you tell me WHERE I really am."
All the Neopets looked at each other and
shrugged. "Okay," they said in union.
***
In a place not so far away...
"Snorkle, Snorkle on the wall! Who’s the greatest writer of them all?"
The Snorkle snorted out a reply, "The Neopian
times writers together claim that honour, Madam Jhudora."
Jhudora glared at the Snorkle, and shot
it out of the window. "NEOPIAN TIMES WRITERS! HOW COULD THEY?" she screeched.
In her fit of anger, the Faerie kicked all the rejection letters off of her
computer desk. They flapped around the air like birds, millions of them stated
in clear broad letters:
REJECTION
Jhudora sighed, and waved her first around
in the air,
"I will get my revenge on you, Snowflake!
I WILL!"
***
"There!"
Snowflake triumphantly dusted herself off.
A thick coat of dust now covered up her not-so-white wedding dress, but nonetheless
the house was clean.
"Good job," grumbled the Lupe. "You’re
in our house. Happy?"
Snowflake grumbled, and wiped the dust
off of her forehead. Closing her eyes she had a quick flashback.
'THE POPUP!' she thought, as she eyed all
seven pets -- a red Kacheek, a green Usul, a yellow Chia, a green Lupe, blue
Shoyru, blue Poogle, and a Red Cybunny.
"It’s time for work!" called the Cybunny's
squeaky voice as they all lined up in alphabetical order, and huddled out the
door. "Oh yeah. Don’t touch anything while we’re gone!" called the Usul before
the door was closed.
***
At that place not so far away again...
"Crystal ball, crystal ball! Where is Snowflake after all?" Jhudora crooned,
her finger dancing along the crystal ball’s sides. "Ooh! She’s right under my
nose..." Jhudora said with a grin, as the crystal ball revealed the poor editor's
location. "Good. Good. Good."
***
"No... computer. No... pen or paper." Snowflake flopped against the couch.
She was going through writing withdrawal. She twitched nervously, and watched
the clock tick. Slowly... ticking...
KNOCK KNOCK!
Snowflake jumped suddenly. She scuttled
towards the door and opened it.
"Hello?" she asked the tiny old lady in
front of her. The old woman's back was hunched over and her purple skin had
many soft creases and wrinkles in it.
"Can you spare a bit of Neopoints for a
Broccoli and Cheese Pasty?" sobbed the old lady, a basket filled with Broccoli
and Cheese Pasties accompanied her ancient arm.
Feeling sorry for the old lady, Snowflake
nodded and grabbed onto a Pasty. Paying the lady her few Neopoints, she sighed
and nibbled it.
"Erm... weird taste I-"
Snowflake fell to a heap on the floor,
unconscious.
***
"We’re home we’re home we’re home!" the pets sang as they returned.
The Chia was first to stop in her tracks
when she saw Snowflake. "What’s wrong with the cleaning lady?" she asked, poking
Snowflake with her paw.
The Lupe and Kacheek grumpily picked Snowflake
up and set her on the couch,
"Look at that pasty!" spoke the quietest
pet, the Shoyru, who was shifting nervously from foot to foot.
The Lupe sprang up, "What if it's poisonous?
Wait, don't you remember a story about this?" He raised an eyebrow, "When the
poisoned girl kissed her true love she awakes."
The Cybunny looked around him, then ran
over to the table and picked up a paper and pencil that Snowflake hadn’t spotted,
"I knew I remembered her! She's from The Neopian Times. Writing must be her
true love."
All the pets giggled as they set the paper
and pencil on top of Snowflakes head and--
***
"WAKE UP!"
Snowflake suddenly awoke as she felt a
cold paw grasp onto her shoulder,
"W-w-w-what?" she asked, her eyes wide.
Wasn’t she fainted? She looked up into the eyes of the worried green Buzz.
"Are you okay? You’ve been sleeping here
all day," the Buzz asked.
Snowflake took in a deep breath and nodded
as the Buzz floated away. She quickly turned on the computer screen, at the
top of the screen it said ‘You’ve Got Mail’ she quickly clicked on the email.
She checked out the first story title:
‘Snowflake and the Seven Neopets’.
The End
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