The Adventures of the Land Elite Quartet: Black Coffee by frogspawn213 |  |
This is all about my family of NeoPets, set after my youngest, Aritorx was
saved from the pound. The first setting is in my NeoHome, the lounge, after
the three brothers have aquatinted the new member of the Pole family.
"So what d'ya wanna do?" inquired Fosterseel, yawning. He often lost
a lot of sleep at the nights when he was watching Sticks 'N' Stones live in
some studio or other. The yellow Buzz, who had just entered the lounge, coming
from the pound cupped up the Spyder in his claws that he had christened as Aritorx's
conscience.
"I dunno," Chiksborn the Chia replied to his younger Tuskaninny brother,
who was green. Chiksborn had been granted faerie wings from the Rainbow Fountain
a long time before, while Foster remained his original colour.
"Kacheek Seek gets a bit boring after a while," agreed the purple
Chomby, Bonescratch, sometimes known as Bones.
"Tad, can we go on a holiday again, please?" whined Chiksborn. He had a high
pitched voice, it was kind of soothing. Tad walked into the room, and plopped
down on the couch, sipping his black coffee. It was extra strong, like always.
Coffee was the only thing that could get Tad through the days, even cola wasn't
a replacement, it had to be black coffee.
"I haven't furnished up the MobileVan, yet!" Tad sighed. "And we haven't booked
anywhere. If we want to book now, it's going to be at least a week before we
can go on another holiday! And plus, it's nearly Christmas!"
"Yeh, but Ari hasn't been on a holiday before, I shouldn't think!" Foster coughed.
"And you can't call the last one a holiday. It was more of a catastrophe! Two
Snowagers in one day! Tut!"
"Not so true!" Tad corrected. "It was Bones' favourite day.
He was turned into a Chomby!"
"Oh, pleeaassseee?" pleaded Bones. "Aritorx can get some fresh air. I don't
doubt that it was a bit musty in the pound." Ari just gave a small nod, listening
intently to the conversation going on.
"Oh all right!" sighed Tad. "I give in."
"Wuhoo!" wuhooed Chiksborn, in a delighted tone.
"Yipee!" Foster bounced up into Tad's lap and hugged him.
"Yay!" Bones cried, as he ran playfully around Ari, who just sat on the carpet,
staring wide-eyed at them.
"Hold on!" Tad placed Foster back on the floor, and made them all
halt. "Just as long as you all help me out. Bones, I want you and Aritorx
go and pack your things in your suitcases. You'll find them in the attic. Chiks,
Foster, I want you two to go and furnish the MobileVan, so it looks nice. Organise
the sleeping arrangements. I'll book us somewhere. Where shall we go?"
"Mystery Island!" cried Foster, jumping around with excitement.
"We visit there too often!" Tad shook his head, and took another sip of his
coffee.
"Faerieland!" chirped Chiksborn, grabbing hold of Tad's trouser leg, and pulling
himself up onto the couch.
"Too cold," replied Tad, taking two more sips of his coffee.
"Tyrannia!" Bones shouted with glee, clambering onto the coach next to him.
Foster followed him up.
"Too uncivilised!" sighed Tad. "Aritorx, where do you think
we should go?"
"Lost Desert?" asked Ari, uncertain and bewildered. He had seen a
picture of Lost Desert behind Dr_Death's desk in the pound.
***
"Hurry up, Chiks!" cried Tad from the front of the car. The little
yellow Chia came zooming down the path, not bothering to use his wings, as the
weight he was carrying would be too much for them to bear. He ran up to the
large mobile van, and scrambled up the steel steps. The front door of the van
slid open with ease, and the little Chia hurriedly made his way inside. Once
inside, Tad pressed the large red button by his seat, which slammed the slide
door shut. Chiksborn fluttered between the two front seats, in the driving one
Tad was waiting, and found himself in the back. It was just like a NeoHome,
but a little smaller. Bright orange carpet, it had been picked by Fosterseel,
for they had purchased the van when they had created the Tuskaninny
"Oi!" stamped Chiks. "You've disorganised the seating arrangements.
Where am I sleeping?" He looked around, angrily. In the bed directly to
the right of him, sat Fosterseel, relaxing. He had already unbuckled his suitcase,
and was listening intently to his Black Boom Box, which was raging out with
the Chomby and the Fungus Balls music. JakFrost, his abominable snowball was
perched next to him in the bed, too, and a range of toys, including his green
Tuskaninny plushie and his Frisbee were on his beside desk. He turned to see
Bones in the next one along, who was half asleep. Scruffy, his Puppyblew was
sprawled out at the end, and Bone's suitcase was wedged between his beside table
and the bed. He had already withdrawn his red Chomby plushie, which sat next
to him on the bed, but nothing else. Ari was in the next but one, near the wall.
He didn't own much, as he had only just been adopted from the pound, so didn't
really require a suitcase, but had one in the same place that Bones had his,
and he had already taken out all his possessions, which were sprawled on his
bed. They included his Spyder, Aritorx's Conscience, his two Fuzzles, and a
few books that Chiksborn himself had lent him. Chiksborn was a keen, and good
reader.
"Ready?" asked Tad. He didn't give them a chance to answer, and Chiks
was buckled back, and fell head first onto his suitcase, which slid over the
carpet, smashed against his bed, unbuckled and flipped him up onto his comfy
bed covers. After a few bounces, Chiksborn scrambled to the bottom of the bed,
and pulled out his blue Chia plushie, a large selection of books, his diary,
his mini lamp and his pencil case. Chiksborn was quite intelligent.
The van vroomed out of the drive eventually, and drove past the rest of the
houses on Market Street. The tarmac was very smooth, so it wasn't much of a
bumpy ride, but Foster wished it was, he liked action. All they did for a while
was pass trees, trees, trees, trees, trees, more trees and did I forget to say
they even passed some trees? Well they did. Chiks amused himself by spending
hours buried into a book, and stroking SabreTooth, his Gruslen. Tad had warned
them not to sit on the table for a bit, for it could hurt if they suddenly hit
turbulence on the road and the table fell on them. Bones had fallen asleep a
long while ago, and Scruffy was having minuscule spasms in his legs and paws.
Foster had also drifted off, after his tape had reached the end where the side
had to be changed over, and Jak just sat there, blinking. Tad continued to sip
his coffee and drive, contentedly.
"I can't sleepzzz," buzzed Aritorx, after he rolled over a few times. He picked
himself up, alert. "Come and sit next to me, Ari," gestured Tad, and so Ari
grabbed his pillow round the middle, and paced over to the seat next to Tad,
who had just finished his coffee, and placed it back down on the coaster.
"There'zzz nothing for milezz around exzzept treezzz!" buzzed Ari. "It zeems
a bit, zpooky!" he cowered back into the seat. "I know what you mean..." Tad
looked thoughtful. "It seems as though - it's been deserted for some reason
I can't figure out..."
"Wowzzers!" Ari looked ahead. "It goezz from nothing but treezz to nothing
but - dezert!" and it did. The trees came to an abrupt stop, and lots of sand
came pouring out at them.
"Welcome," began Tad. "To the Sand District!" Ari let his mouth drop, as he
was gobsmacked.
"Where are we going to stay the night..." he gulped, as dusk was already approaching.
"Oh," laughed Tad. "We can just pull by a couple of cactuses. Hold on, what
the heck is that, there?" Tad pointed his finger to some white figures approaching
up the dusty road.
"Ari, get into the back!" shrieked Tad. "Tell Chiksborn and
the rest to get to bed, pronto!" Ari did as he was told, and paced into
the back in his bed. Chiksborn had heard anyway, and so had nestled into the
covers. Ari pulled himself between the covers, and shut his eyes, not knowing
what on Neopia was happening. What Was Happening?
The mummies walked on, not caring what was in their path. They knew they had
one order, and one order only, and that was to serve their master, the Transformer.
He had sent them on a task, and it had to be accomplished. Being very shortsighted,
the mummies walked on, as if in a trance. As if the van was enticing them, seducing
them, the bright lights. Eventually, there was a loud bump, and the van came
to an abrupt stop. The metal door slid open, and Tad made his way outside, with
a baseball bat tightly clenched in his hands. He walked to the middle of the
van, and peered underneath. As quickly as that, a large, mummified hand wrapped
in bandages grabbed him by the scruff of the collar, and began to choke him.
But Tad had a quick reaction, and slammed the bat horizontally underneath the
van. It hit something, the mummified hand slumped to the floor.
"I do not want to know what the heck that was!" gulped Tad. "I
think we better get going, any road..." and he was about to hop back into
the van, when he saw something approaching from the horizon. Very quickly. They
were black, it was like a dragon swarming towards them, but gaps could be seen
clearly, it was definitely some things, not thing.
"What's going on, Tad?" inquired Chiks, as he appeared from the van.
He gasped when he saw the approaching beasts.
"Get back in the van!" Tad told him. "I told you not to come
out!"
"No!" screeched Chiksborn. "We're NeoPets, I think we can fight
better than you with a baseball bat!"
"Okay," nodded Tad. "You can help me. But they're coming, uh oh, get behind
the van!" and so Tad snatched up Chiksborn, and dashed behind the van, just
in time to miss being smashed by a bunch of - ninjas. They seemed strong. Very
strong, as as soon as they hit the van, it flipped into the air and smashed
into the sand behind, exposing the little Chia and his owner. "Uh oh..." gulped
Tad. "I believe we're in a bit of trouble... "
"What the heck was that?" screamed Foster, as he picked himself up.
The van was on it's side, and so he sidewardly rolled across the floor, and
flipped between the two chairs. The slide door was wide open, and Bones followed
him outside. The sun shone in their eyes, but that was only for a second, before
they saw the fifty odd ninjas before them, throwing punches at Chiks and Tad,
who were putting up a good fight. Tad had clonked a fair few round the noggin,
and forced them to collapse, and Chiks was stunning lots on the floor with his
Ultra Bubble Beam and Improved Lightning Beam, aided by his MegaTon Bracelet.
"Let's go!" cried Foster, as he lunged out the door. He landed on
an unready ninja, who collapsed to the floor. "Tuskaninny Power Blade!"
cried the Tuskaninny, and the huge sword appeared in his hands.
"Chomby Rocket Belt!" shouted Bones. His belt appeared round his
waist. "Chomby Battle Helmet." The golden helmet cushioned round his
head, and he fired a few missiles, sprawling ninjas all over the floor. Foster
took a fair few slashes with his blade, and knocked some sense into lots of
them. They all began to notice, that when one was very hurt, it disintegrated
into nothingness.
"What's that, over there...." shrieked Foster, cowering back, managing
to slash another ninja. He pointed to the sky, where a large black dragon was
confronting them, with a long roar.
"Hello!" the voice boomed. "You have already met my Cinder Ninjas!
I am the Transformer Dragon, and I have been appointed a special task by the
Haven, in which towers high above Faerieland. The place Neopians call heaven.
I am meant to bring good things to all Neopians, well, I was. That was the job
description until I found a better deal, from a goblin named Dr. Petrov.
"Petrov?" Chiksborn gulped. Him, Foster and Bones had encountered
him a fair few times, and let me tell you, every time they saw one another,
it wasn't exactly a friendly reunion. "Yes, Dr. Petrov!" boomed the
dragon. "And what is my new description, is to give all NeoPets a new look.
Petrov said to rename you Nanopets, and each one will have wings, and be designed
like a dragon. Haha, Nanopets shall rule supreme!"
"And what do you plan to do with these Nanopets?" spat Chiks. "Easy!"
bellowed the dragon. "Not all NeoPets will be transformed. First of all,
I will change all the humans into Nanopets, but then change the types of some
NeoPets, and then mix the DNA to create different Nanopets! Than I shall form
a war, Nanopets against NeoPets, and the NeoPets shall rule. And frogspawn213,
you shall go first! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" and a large breath flew down
upon Tad. Chiks tried to rush up to him, to stop it, but alas, he was too slow
and the fire was too rapid. Soon, sat a little mouse on the floor. He was wearing
a large metal bowl on his head.
"Behold NanoMouse!" laughed the dragon. "And as for you, meddling
Chia." All the ninjas scrambled upon Chiksborn, even if he tried to struggle
them off. When they disappeared, all that was left was bright green apple Chia.
"And for the Tuskaninny!" bellowed the dragon, once more. More Cinder
Ninjas scrambled over Fosterseel, and on the floor, all that was left was a,
well, a mutated sort of chicken, it seemed a bit weird.
"NanoChicken! And as for you..." Bones cowered back into the sand, waiting
for it, when he opened his eyes, everyone was in a very awkward position. Ari
was in the sky, holding a ginourmous flash of coffee. Tad was sprawled on the
floor, as a human, with coffee dripping all over him, and so were Chiksborn
and Fosterseel, in their original forms. "Noooo!" bellowed the dragon. "The
coffeeeee has reversed the transactions, the changes are incomplete!"
"And azzz for you..." Aritorx eyed the dragon, who stared at him.
There was a loud rumble, and an earthquake of fire erupted from his mouth, smothering
Ari. Well, it wasn't Ari. The yellow Buzz had pulled out a Hairdryer, and pressed
the button.
"NOOOOOO!" hissed the dragon. In an instant, he collapsed to the
floor, covering all the remaining Cinder Ninjas, flattening them so they disintegrated
In place of the dragon, became a small silver snake.
"Let me guess..." laughed Foster. "NanoSnake." Chiks flew forwards, and was
about to grab the snake, before the slippery vermin slithered down a hole, and
was never seen again, well at least not in that form.
"Well that doesn't happen to you everyday..." gasped Tad. "And
from now on, I'm sticking to extra strong black coffee! Do you lot want any?"
But when he turned to see if his NeoPets were laughing at the joke, he saw them
asleep on their beds. "Oh well," he laughed, and looked back at the
road. "More for me."
The End |
