Mr. Pringles chose to voyage to Tyrannia. The sky was a deep purple-red colour
and the smouldering orange sun lay low in the sky. Mr. Pringles wiped the little
beads of sweat from his face. "Pffft... it sure is hot here, I wonder if I can
find a nice shady spot and perhaps I can have a rest..." Not watching where
he was going, he bumped right into a native Tyrannian Blumaroo wearing a jagged
outfit made of skins.
"Ugga Oogaroo. Ugg Ugga Ugg," the Blumaroo, Oogaroo, grunted.
"Umm... I'm sorry what did you say? Could you please repeat that?" Mr. Pringles
said nervously. Mr. Pringles was then surrounded by a scruffy looking Jubjub
and what seemed like a prehistoric Usul. Then, something caught his eye. Mr.
Pringles ran between the Usul's legs and saw a bag of 20 NP on the floor. Perfect.
The Blumaroo stood in front of Mr. Pringles once more. He grabbed him from one
of his tiny legs and set him on a table. He took 10 NP Mr. Pringle's bag.
"Graguda Tyranu Evavu! Gedd lacka. Ugavu Drecka 1st ga," said Oogaroo
smiling.
"Ohh... you want me to play
Tyranu Evavu with you! Well... you just could of said so in the first
place!" Mr. Pringles said cheerfully. Oogaroo looked confused, then shrugged.
Mr. Pringles took a good look at the card. A 4 of hearts. "Tyranu," Mr.
Pringles said firmly.
This went on for several rounds, until finally Mr. Pringles got one guess
wrong. "UUUGGGHHHHH," groaned Oogaroo, but he then handed Mr. Pringles 250 NP.
"Why thank you, Sir. It has been nice playing. Toodles!" Mr. Pringles crawled
off the table, struggling a little with the Neopoints on his back.
"So... where should I go next?" asked Mr. Pringles to himself. He wandered
until he came upon the Tyrannian Plateau, a dryer, rockier place than the jungle.
"Giant Omelette? Been there, done that. Chomby and the Fungus Balls? Nah,
sounds too dangerous. The Tyrannian Arena? DEFINITELY too dangerous... ah, the
ticket booth! Perfect! I've always wanted to see a concert!"
So the small Spoppy waited patiently in line, until he finally approached
the large Techo at the ticket booth. "Wanna get into the concert hall to see
the bands? Well you will need a ticket to get in first! Competitively priced
(heh, we have no competition so we charge what we like!), these tickets sell
out really fast! Today's band is... Sticks N Stones! Only 12 tickets left!"
Mr. Pringles reluctantly handed the Techo his Tyranu Evavu winnings, and in
returned he was handed a ticket. "Enjoy the show, kiddo," the Techo said laughing.
The concert was amazing. Mr. Pringles managed to perch himself somewhere high
where he had a good view and wouldn't get stepped on. "I wonder what the others
are doing right now...."
Meanwhile, Klein decided to visit Krawk Island. The deep blue waves lashed
against the island, and faint pirate music was heard in the background.
"This is the life," thought Klein, who buzzed along happily. He gazed at the
beautiful surroundings. "Kortyna would love it here, I wonder how the pets are
doing back home..." A large crowd of people soon caught his eye, a few experienced
Deckball players were having a match. "That sounds like fun..." Klein wondered,
and flew over to where they were playing.
The view was lousy, especially for poor Klein who was nearly getting stepped
on by the excited Deckball fans. Klein flapped his Buzzer wings and suspended
himself in the air. Much better, he thought. Just as Klein was starting to relax
and enjoy the game, he was interrupted by a loud squeal of an Elephante girl.
"OoOoOoOoH! Mummy! Mummy! Loooooook! A Buzzer! I want it Mummy,
I want it! Pleeeeeeeease????"
The Elephante's owner walked over, annoyed. "Honey, that's not yours. We just
can't take it..."
Uhoh, thought Klein. He began to buzz away slowly... but the Elephante
snatched him in mid-air.
"MUUUUUMMYY! It's not fair! It's... it's... WAHHHHHHH!" The Elephante began
to kick and scream, and people began to turn around and stare. Klein was nearly
being squished. The owner didn't even bother to get embarrassed, she must have
to go through this on a daily basis. The owner's name was Kim.
"Elle, you are making a scene. Let the Buzzer go... NOW! You have all those
Usuki-things at home already, you NEVER wanted a PetPet," Kim said with ease.
Elle the Elephante looked up with teary eyes. "But mummy... I always wanted
a PetPet! I'll promise to take good care of it, I promise! Pleeeeeeeease Mummy!
Please?? With whipped cream and asparagus on top??"
Kim stopped to think. She gave Elle a stern look, raising one eyebrow. "I just
don't think it's right, just taking some Buzzer out of nowhere, Elle..."
Elle sniffed. Klein tried to break out of Elle's strong grip, but he couldn't.
He sighed. "OK mummy... then you can just buy me my own from the shops for 3,000
NP... don't worry, I don't want a free one... not at all...." Elle grinned at
her mother.
Kim rolled her eyes. "OK fine. Take it and stop whining."
Elle's eyes lit up, and her grip increased on poor Klein. He looked like he
was going to explode, and he began to turn blue. Maybe he wouldn't need a PetPet
paint brush to change his colour after all...
The day with Elle and Kim was tiring. I miss Kortyna and the other NeoPets.
I miss the other PetPets too. They're probably having a grand time on their
adventures... I bet they don't even miss me... Klein thought to himself.
Elle and Kim were bickering about something that has to do with their NeoHome,
until they stopped in front of the Little
Nippers PetPet shop.
"OoOooOoOoOh! Mummy! Mummy! Look! Looooooook! A Deaver! I've always
wanted one! I want it Mummy! I want it!" Elle wailed, and let Klein
out of her tight grip. He sat on the floor. "But honey, you already hav--" Kim
stopped. She looked at Klein who was frowning sadly. "All right Elle, let's
go play some pirate games and then I'll get you that Deaver. How does that sound
honey?" "WOOOOHOOOO! YAY MUMMY YOU ARE THE BESTEST! My very own Deaver!
HOORAY!" As Elle celebrated, Kim walked over to Klein. "You can go, little
one. Go find your real owner," she spoke softly. Klein looked up at her thankfully,
and smiled, and then flew away.
To be continued... | 
