Mordegan and The Ixi of Doom by battlesunn |  |
Shelleylou, the golden Gelert, was in a great mood. Battlesunn,
Shelly's owner, had gone out shopping... and left Shelly in charge. In charge
of what? Why, her two brothers, of course! They were Mordegan, the green Lupe
and Zarrelian, the yellow Ixi. Shelly was only too happy to agree, and just
loved strutting around, flaunting her power. She flopped down on a blue beanbag
chair, the sapphire hue contrasting nicely with her shiny golden fur. Shelly
cleared her throat, determined to sound important and in control.
"Oh, Zarrel! Would you mind getting me a glass
of Neocola? Oh, and make sure that it's diet!" She drawled, extending the word
'sure.'
Zarrel glared up at Shelly, he did not take
kindly to being interrupted from his favourite TV show, "The Adventures of Happy
Uni." He stuck out his lower lip impudently, and snorted.
"Get it yourself, ribbon ears."
The ears in question stood straight up, stiff
with rage. Shelly's lips pulled back in a menacing snarl. "Don't you dare insult
the Gelert species! We died to save a human! Which is a lot more than I can
say for you!"
Across the room, Mordegan the Lupe stifled a
chuckle. Unfortunately for him, Shelly's sensitive, 'ribbon ears' were quick
to pick up the sound. She rounded on Mordegan in a flash, drawing out her attack
fork. With the point just barely tickling Mordegan's throat, she crouched low
over him, her words coming out as a growl.
"You were saying, brother dear?"
Mordegan gulped, placing his paws around the
attack fork's handle in a vain attempt to push it away from his neck. "I...
wasn't saying anything! Just how... uh, nice you looked today!"
He flashed her a toothy smile, trying to hide
his fear, though the thin bead of sweat trickling down his face said otherwise.
Shelly narrowed her eyes, and withdrew her attack fork. Mordegan fell to the
floor, gasping as he massaged his neck. Zarrel snorted disgustedly. The Lupe
had no courage! He waited until Shelly left the room, in search of some cheesy
neos, before launching an attack. He galloped swiftly across to Mordegan, and
clipped him over the head with his hoof.
"You wimp! Honestly, Lupes are all the same!
No backbone at all!"
Mordegan growled menacingly. "Hey, just watch
who you're talking to, Zarrel!"
Zarrel smirked. "Broom tail!"
Mordegan clenched his fists. Now, he was normally
quite a passive fellow, but when someone makes fun of his tail... he turns kind
of mad.
"Spike head!"
Zarrel was not one to be outdone in the field
of insults. He straightened himself up. "Bottle snout!"
"Bunny tail!"
"Whisker mouth!"
Mordegan sniffled sadly. That last one had hurt.
Suddenly, he was struck by an idea. Grinning evilly, he unloaded the big one.
"BAMBI!"
Zarrel gasped. "You had no right to call me
that! Ooh... How dare you! You're going to pay for that one, Lupey!"
Zarrel launched himself onto Mordegan furiously,
even though Mordegan was about three times his size. Zarrel butted with his
horns and pummeled with his hooves, while Mordegan wrapped his tail around Zarrel's
neck, and kicked out viciously. Mordegan was just getting the upper paw when
Shelly skidded onto the scene. Mordegan and Zarrel were pretty tough, but Shelly
was undoubtedly the strongest of the three. In a matter of seconds, she had
separated both pets, giving each a good beating. Mordegan sat of to one side,
wheezing and clutching his shoulder, where Zarrel had scored quite a few hits
with his hooves. Zarrel lay down, panting in a beanbag chair. Out of the two
pets, he had probably come off the worse. Shelly stepped in, berating them furiously.
"Honestly! I can't believe it! My own two brothers,
behaving like a pair of Kougra cubs! I'm ashamed to be related to you! When
battlesunn comes home, you two are going to get it sooo ba--"
"Oh, give it a rest goldilocks!"
Shelly whirled around to face Zarrel, catching
Mordegan a blow in on the nose with her tail as she did. She brought her face
very close to the Ixis, flames dancing in her eyes.
"Especially you, Zarrel! Oh, and another thing,
if you 'goldilocks' me one more time, then I'll show you what a fight really
looks like! --Only we'll be taking this to the official Battledome!"
Zarrel grumbled and mumbled a bit, but he behaved.
Mordegan sighed. He was a peaceful Lupe, and didn't really like fighting, especially
with his family. He looked up to try and see Zarrel, maybe they could bond and
be friends! But to his dismay, he saw that Zarrel had already been watching
him, his huge, adorable eyes boring into Mordegan's face. He gulped. That Ixi
was creepy! He shivered a bit, feeling slightly uncomfortable.
"I think he's out to get me..."
Mordegan turned his gaze back to Zarrel, but
he was gone. He felt the hairs on his nape prickle, there was something undecidedly
disturbing about that Ixi, he just couldn't put his paw on it...
Meanwhile, Zarrel had made his way down to the
NeoHome basement, where he spent most of his time. He clip clopped down the
steep, wooden stairs, muttering incoherently to himself.
"No one calls Zarrelain bambi! No siree! I'll
show that dim-witted Lupe the real power of an angry Ixi! Muhahaha!"
He galloped down to the workbench, and began
pouring over his plans. The basement was dark and cold, thick Spyder-webs resided
in the dank corners. The dim light bulb hanging from a chain over the workbench
did not contribute an awful lot of light to brighten the chilling atmosphere.
Battlesunn, Shelly and Mordegan went to great lengths to avoid the basement,
while Zarrel thrived in it. Zarrel rolled out a large piece of paper on the
hard, wooden surface, holding it in place with some empty neocola cans. He grinned
evilly and began outlining a scheme to get revenge on Mordegan, preying on his
one and only weakness, his Petpet, the comatose Warf, C.C.
"Muhaha! This will teach Mordegan not to insult
me, Zarrelian, the great and all-powerful! Webbleflub, fetch me my hypno helmet!"
A large, bright red Mallard waddled towards
Zarrel, dragging behind him a large hypno helmet with his beak. Zarrel smiled
and patted Webbleflub on the head, handing him a Mallard munchie. He retrieved
the hypno helmet from his Petpet, and placed it on his head. Zarrel struck a
noble pose, tilting the hypno helmet to a jaunty angle on his horns. He grinned
roguishly at his Petpet.
"I cut such a handsome figure, don't I Webbleflub?"
He nodded briskly, and trundled off towards
his bed, the Mallard munchie clamped firmly in his beak. Zarrel picked up a
small length of cord, and hastily wrote something on a piece of paper, a ransom
note for Mordegan to gnaw his claws over. He held up the note and read it out
loud, feeling quite pleased with himself.
"Un-dear brother, I have concocted a brilliant
scheme that even you cannot foil... I have your Petpet! If you ever want to
see C.C. again, you will have to solve a list of clues and riddles, each more
difficult then the last... or, you can just admit to me that Lupes aren't fit
to kiss an Ixi's hooves! Muhahaha! Best wishes: Zarrelian."
It was perfect! Zarrelian trotted briskly up
the stairs, humming a happy tune. He hadn't actually made any clues or riddles,
but he knew that Mordegan, being the lazy, cowardly Lupe that he was, would
search for an easy way out. Besides, he didn't stand up against Shelly, so why
would he to Zarrel? It was an error proof plan. Except for phase two... pet
nap C.C.!
Zarrel crept cautiously down the sunlit hallway
to Mordegan's room, where C.C. was probably taking his afternoon nap. He peeked
around the door. Good! Mordegan wasn't in his room, Zarrel would have clear
sailing. He stepped over the threshold, and felt like he had stepped into a
jungle! Everything was green! The walls, carpet, ceiling, furniture, bed, quilts,
pillows... Even the plushies were green! Feeling slightly dizzy, Zarrel plunked
down in the centre of the emerald carpet, trying to get his eyes to adjust to
the massive colour change. He felt a bit nervous. If anyone came into the room,
it would be curtains for him. After all, he stuck out like a sore paw in the
room, his fur being a bright yellow.
After resting for about five minutes, Zarrel
was ready to carry on with the operation. He spotted C.C.'s bed instantly, apart
from himself, it was the only un-green thing in the room. Petpet beds didn't
come in green, but they did come in blue. C.C. was sleeping soundly in the Petpet
bed, his chubby green tummy rising and falling with each snore. Zarrel bent
down to pick him up, but stopped short when he heard the voice.
"Put the Warf down, Ixi!"
As if by magic, Mordegan appeared to materialise
from the walls, his green pelt providing the perfect camouflage. Zarrel gulped,
and began to lower C.C., who was still fast asleep, back into his bed. Then
he remembered the hypno helmet. Clamping both paws to the Burnished golden surface,
Zarrelian howled out a war cry.
"EEEEEYAGH! Eat frost, Lupe!"
Unfortunately for Zarrel, Mordegan was very,
very fast. He dodged nimbly out of the way and held out a mirror shield. The
freezing powers of the hypno helmet rebounded of the highly polished shield
and took effect on Zarrelian instead. Chuckling, Mordegan stepped up to the
Ixi, who was encased in a solid block of ice, a surprised expression frozen
on his face. Mordegan smiled at his brother, and tapped a hefty paw on the glassy
surface.
"Never try to outsmart a Lupe, bambi. We'll
always get the better of you. Oh, but don't worry! The freezing affect will
wear off after about two hours, and you'll have plenty of company..." Mordegan
flicked on his TV, and switched the channels until he found exactly what he
was looking for. He turned Zarrel's ice block around so that it faced the screen.
"You can watch the three hour Lupe greatness
show case until you're free."
Inside the block of ice, Zarrel's eyes widened
in horror. A muffled scream of anguish escaped from his closed mouth as Mordegan
sauntered out of the room, leaving the TV on at full blast. From his frosty
prison, Zarrel was fuming, already trying to think up a new scheme to get even
with Mordegan. So the Lupe had won the battle... he wouldn't win the war!
The End |
