A Tail Tale

by dudette97

Hello, I am a Meerca. Specifically, I am the Meerca in "Meerca Chase". I don't have a name anymore because I am a game pet now. Let me tell you my story:

I was one of the very first Meercas to be created. My owner was very nice to me. He fed me and played with me. Soon I had three brothers. None of them were Meercas; they were Poogles. I felt very left out because they only wanted to play Poogle Racing, and they told me that a Meerca couldn't be a Poogle racer.

As time passed, I noticed that my brothers were getting more to eat than me, and they got to play more often than I did. All I had was the orange Fuzzle from my owner's newbie pack, and I was getting bored of it. My food came from the soup kitchen, but my owner bought good food for my brothers all the time: donuts, chocolate, hot dogs...it wasn't fair! So one day, when my owner was giving my brothers a chocolate Chia each, I lightly tapped him on the shoulder.

What is it, Meerca?" he snarled.

"Ummm...I would please like...I mean...could I..." I stammered.

"What?"

"I was w-wondering...could I please have a chocolate Ch-hia too?" I asked nervously.

"WHAT?!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'll never ask again!" I whimpered.

My owner turned away from me for a second. When he looked at me again, he had a strange smile on his face.

"Come on, Meerca," he said. "Let's go for a walk together."

I saw him shove a bag of Neopoints in his pocket as he grabbed my hand. We walked- well, I bounced- down through the marketplace. Maybe he actually was going to buy me a chocolate Chia! Nope, we kept right on walking, past the wishing well and the soup kitchen, and right through the main shops. Oh no, I thought. This can't be good.

We approached a big door that said "Neopian Pound". My owner took me to the desk. On one side, there was a smiling Uni with a sign that said "Adopt". On the other side was Dr. Death, a picture of a crying Poogle, and a sign that said "Abandon". I started crying.

"Stop your sniveling, Meerca," my mean owner said. "This is your new home."

"Nooooo!" I wailed as Dr. Death grabbed me by the tail and dragged me to a dirty cage. He threw me in the cage, where I landed on top of a piece of broken glass. I still have the scar from that. I looked around me, and I was in a cage with a dirty blue Gelert.

"Hey," he said. "I'm Gelert186. Who are you?"

"I'm nobody," I whispered. "My owner never even named me. Nobody will want to adopt a nameless yellow Meerca"

"Well if you're desperate, you can always escape and try to make it on your own," Gelert186 said. "There's a small hole in the back of that wall. I won't fit, but if you dig just a little more, you can fit. Go on."

"Thank you!" I said gratefully to the Gelert. I gnawed a little at the hole until it was big enough to fit through. I waved to Gelert186 and hopped through the hole. I looked back in to see Gelert186 being chosen by a nice looking girl and her Aisha.

I hopped down to the money tree. I saw a toy that I really wanted (my Fuzzle was back at my old home), but somebody grabbed it. I sat down, depressed, under the tree. I sat there until someone came by. He had a T-shirt on that said "NeoPets Team". He came over to me and said, "Hey, do you have an owner?" I shook my head. "Do you like to play games?" I nodded. "Then you're perfect!" he exclaimed. "Come with me."

"Meerca, we're going to put you in this new game. You have to run around collecting happiness Neggs. Avoid red Neggs, the walls, and your own tail. Speaking of which..." He pulled out a syringe and gave me a shot. My tail felt numb all of a sudden. He pulled out a knife and...he cut off my beautiful tail!

"Aaaaah!" I screamed.

"Relax, it's over," he said. "You don't need that kind of tail for the game. Whenever you get a Negg, you'll get a longer tail. Now let's start alpha testing!"

I was shoved into the room. A buzzer sounded. "Go!" someone shouted. I started running towards the first Negg A big, ugly ball shot up behind me. This was my tail? Another Negg popped up. I ran towards that. Two ugly balls now. I saw another Negg, and, panicking, I ran towards it. Oh, no! It was red! But it was too late. I ran into it and passed out. "No, no, no!" someone said. "Do it again!"

I got up and ran some more. I had a ton of those ugly balls behind me now. I turned around to go for another Negg...and I ran into the tail. I passed out. "Again!" someone shouted. I collapsed with pain and exhaustion.

Now I am running all day, every day, without a break. Whenever I am tired and I run into a wall, nobody asks if I'm okay, they just yell at me to do it again. They blame me whenever I lose, and I still don't have a name. I guess I never will, because I'm just part of a game

The End