Quester the Aisha: The Mystery Island Adventure

by alyses000

“Haaaaa” I yawned.

I’d woken up to a warm, bright spring morning. I extended my arms out as far I could, and brought them down again. As I rubbed the sleep out of my tired eyes, something shook in the bushes. What could it be? I thought, as I absent-mindedly pushed low hanging palm leaf away to get a better view. I stood up. The tropical heat brought sweat down my back immediately. The shrub shook again, even wilder than before. Something was in there and I was going to investigate what it was.

Walking to that plant felt like hiking up a mountain. I was so tired I was almost sleepwalking. Finally I reached the bush. I peered through its leaves. What a strange sight I saw! A bright orange figure wearing a hula skirt. Because it comes naturally to me to try and make friends with who ever I come across, I leaped to the other side of the shrub and asked this orange, hula skirt girl her name.

“Hi! I am Quester the Aisha. What is your name?”

“I’m Ginger. Ginger the Chia. I am pleased to meet you. I haven’t seen your face on the island before,” she replied.

“That is because I am a traveler from Neopia. I would be most thrilled if you could guide me around your beautiful island home,” I explained.

“My pleasure! I would be honored if I could travel with you! But I suppose I would be too much trouble,” Ginger answered.

“Ginger, of course you may travel with me! However, please show me this place!”

“Okay! First I will show you the Marketplace,” she agreed.

She led me down a long path dotted with trees. Then we came to what looked like a village. She guided me into the center of the town. From where I was I could see market stalls lined up into a square to my left. We walked over to them. Ginger followed me as I browsed the shops. I examined all of the foreign items. I found nothing of my attention.

“Now I will lead you to the schoolhouse,” decided Ginger.

I followed Ginger into a building of red brick. In side were rows of desks, a black board, and a large desk. The walls were lined with potion and Faerie jars. Interesting.

“Did the students make these?” I questioned.

“Yes. They do not like to read, so after lunch the teacher lets them catch Faeries and make potions,” Ginger replied.

We walked out of the school.

“Next, I will lead you to a place which you may find amusing,” Ginger said as she gestured for me to follow her. She led me into some brush up ahead. I followed her to a counter with a wise looking Techo behind it.

“Hello,” Ginger started. “ I would like to purchase twenty jars.”

Ginger handed the blue body some coins.

“Ginger, I see you have brought a guest. I’m Wes the Techo. Welcome to the Faerie Catching Zone. Both of you may catch ten Faeries each, one per jar. Have a nice time!” Wes told us.

We walked into a miniature jungle. Just ahead of us Faeries roamed the land.

“Go see what you can catch!” Ginger said as she ran through some leaves.

I stayed back and looked closely at those leaves. Something stirred. Then I spotted it. An earth Faerie had been perched on the leaf. I scooped her up, dumped her into the jar, and I wound the top tight. I walked ahead. Several Faeries were everywhere.

I’d caught three earth Faeries, a fire Faerie, two air Faeries, two water Faeries, a dark Faerie, and even a space Faerie, which had been loitering around the treetops. Because I’d filled all my jars, it was time to find Ginger.

I strolled to what seemed like the center of the place.

“GINGER?” I called.

No answer.

“GINGER?”

Still, no response. A lump knotted in my throat. Then it hit me.

The idea hit me like a heavy rock. I didn’t have to find Ginger. I had brought my Neo Talkies with me. I’d given one to Ginger just before we met Wes. I fished it out of my pack, which I’d been lugging around all day. I flipped the switch on.

“Ginger? Are you there?” I asked the Talkie.

“Yes, what Quester?” Ginger’s static filled voice answered.

“Have you caught all of your Faeries?” I inquired.

“Yes,” she responded, “ I have. Where are you?”

“I’m in the center. But you don’t even need to know that. Just meet me at Wes’s desk!” I chirped, eager to have shared my plan.

“Okay!” she replied as I shut the Neo Talkie off and headed to the leaves where Ginger had taken off.

I hiked past the low-hanging leaves. There I found the cerulean Techo, Wes waiting at the counter. My Chia friend wasn’t there yet. A green Kacheek seemed to be waiting at the desk.

“You gonna catch Faeries too?” I questioned him.

“No. I’m just bored and this is where I like to hang out. Wes and me talk, too. I’m Emerald. Were you waiting for some one?” He wondered just as Ginger came trotting through the trees.

“I’m Quester,” I answered and then gestured to the orange girl next to me. “And this is Ginger. I was waiting for Ginger. She wants to travel with me when I leave the island. Would you?”

“Ginger this is Emerald,” I added.

“Oh I would love to travel with you!” he replied happily.

We all waved good-bye to Wes as we headed for a new adventure.

The End