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Wings

by nattynatalia

This story which plan was inspired by Flight Instruction by Muas. As well as some other stories.

Hi, my name is Christana, that is of course, short for a long name such as Christana32857 or Christana_243 or Chris_tana, you get the idea, but for now I'm not going to tell you my full name, I don't want people Neomailing my owner, we are a very secret bunch her and I.

But I can tell you other things, such as I'm a green Scorchio, such as I'm a girl, I haven't got any friends, and I live in Faerieland.

I hate it here in Faerieland.

The reason for that is that everybody bullies me, for some strange reason nearly everybody in Faerieland are Faerie type pets, therefor I'm the odd one out and the center of attention.

Do I hate that. There's this group of Faerie pets who bully anyone ugly or non-Faerie. The members of this group, a Faerie Meerca called Fredao, of course that is either short for a long name or a nickname, I've looked it up, no match. They probably tease people with long or ugly names too.

Fredao is the leader of the group, one because he looks 'dashing' 'like a rock star' and also because he's as 'cool as a cucumber' 'a smooth talker' 'strong with his words' 'very smooth' have I heard that so many times. Fredao has a girlfriend who helps him lead the group, though he doesn't give her much power because he doesn't want his gang to turn to her.

Her name was Sheala, she was a Faerie Peophin and everybody thought she was beautiful, I hate how people love other people just because they're beautiful, I think it's what's inside that counts, if you're beautiful it's probably to make up for lack of kindness etc.

Then there was this Faerie Nimmo, his name was Toklay and everybody agrees he's cool, I hear Fredao might kick him off for being a favourite.

Last of all there's a Faerie Kougra called Dash Heart, now there's competition between him and Fredao, they are tense towards each other and usually challenge and insult each other.

One day I was walking along when I saw them gangbash a Faerie Moehog, this was too much. I came to the rescue

"Excuse me," I said, "but isn't this a bit unfair to this Moehog…"

"Trillian," said the Faerie Moehog, obviously making up a nickname.

"Push off," sneered Fredao.

The others sneered, "Yeah push off."

"This ain't your business!"

"Who cares about this ugly mug."

Trillian whimpered.

I reached deep into my pack I took out a bow (I always carried it with me in case events like this happen) and arrow.

"Whatcha gonna do with that toy?" sneered Dash Heart.

"Watch me," I hissed between my teeth. I loaded the bow and shot I straight at Toklay, who fell backwards.

"You wanna play war?" growled Dash Heart.

"No, I want you to back off from the Moehog."

Fredao was about to say something but Sheala elbowed him and whispered loud enough for me to hear "I don't want to get my hooves dirty."

"Yeah," Chuckled Fredao, "but maybe this intruding Scorchio wouldn't mind." He laughed and pushed my face into some mud. Laughing they walked off.

"Bullies!" called Trillian. "One day you'll get what's coming!" They laughed even louder.

"Are you okay?" she asked pulling me to my feet. "You are brave to stand up to them. I want to introduce you to my friends. I'm the only Faerie out of them, because my parents are real rich." From the trees very scared little NeoPets emerged.

They introduced themselves. There was Freya the blue Aisha, Georaffy the yellow Chia, Tina the red Jubjub, Kaeoko the yellow Kiko and Pooka the blue Poogle.

"We're all part of the victim's guild," said Trillian. "A place where pets who live in Faerieland and get bullied regularly go to, it's an organisation that is led by me, we're going to gang together somehow, this is all the guild members." She looked sadly at the others. "I don't know how we'll defeat those bullies."

Then I got an idea. "You're rich right?"

She saw my face. "Oooh," she said, getting the same twinkle.

We went to Trillian's house and met her owner, when she heard my plan she nodded.

"I guess, I might be able to dish up enough money," she said, I nodded, to get extra money we were going to help out at Mosa's flying school-the school that'll teach any pet to fly. Trillian had been there and said there was usually around forty pets with only two instructors. She had somehow managed to pass the test and become an expert flier.

"Um, Hello, I want to help teach the pets to fly," said Trillian to the green Chomby at the reception desk. "It's been a long time before anyone's came to teach before," she said, squinting at us through small glasses. "Just fill in these forms." We stared in disbelief.

"Only a couple of hundred pages," said Trillian weakly.

Despite the incredible thickness we were soon teaching, believe me, was it hard. But Trillian and I found out we were good at it so we set up a private school for teaching, we got customers straight away and soon made a small fortune. We saved up then went to a shop that had a huge stock of cheap Faerie paintbrushes and Codestones. With Trillian's money plus the money we had saved up, and the few NP that Freya, Georaffy, Tina, Kaeoko and Pooka scraped together. We bought five Faerie brushes and piles of Codestones. With our arms brimming we made our way to the Rainbow pool, where reflected in the water we paint Freya, Georaffy, Tina, Kaeoko and Pooka, delighted we gave them the basics of flying then did a huge list for the training school. Then we went back to Faerieland and properly taught Freya, Georaffy, Tina, Kaeoko and Pooka how to fly.

Then with the newest members of the flying school we soon got quadruple as much money, plus more pets who want to get those bullies back, bullies? We forgot about them for a while, they were going on as usual bullying others, and making life miserable for some, but we were secretly training up and up, getting good items and growing strong. Soon we agreed we were prepared.

"Fredao." I stood with my bow strung "Wanna battle?" he asked and drew a sword, the others followed suit. My Faerie friends came from behind trees.

"Yo!" called Fredao "Why don't you help us defeat this lowlife toenail?"

"Remember me?" called Tiny, drawing a spark shooter. "I'm that one you stomped on and called Tiny tot!" She shot at Sheala who yelped and sported a bruise.

"What about you others?" asked Fredao slightly nervous.

"Remember me?"

"Remember me?"

"I was your armchair!"

"I was a weakling!"

"You used me as a bouncy ball!"

"You told me I was as ugly as a wart! And twice as stupid!"

Fredao and his gang were surrounded by angry shouting pets, each with a weapon pointed at them.

They were soon joined by more pets. "You said I wasn't worth living!"

"Remember me? The living piece of Kau pat!"

"You thought my name didn't sound good so you pushed me off a cloud!"

The bullies finally saw they were outnumbered, they had never thought of the people they bullied turning on them.

"Please! Forgive me!" cried Fredao begging, the others followed suit. In a puff of smoke the queen Faerie appeared.

"You have caused much suffering to others, and now it is you who must suffer!"

All at once the bullies squealed, they were changing! They turned from beautiful Faerie pets to ugly mutant pets. Ashamed with themselves they crawled off to hide away, as for the other pets, they changed too, they changed in spirit and had happy lives forever after.

"As for you," said the Faerie Queen, turning to me. I changed; my skin turned pink and my wings turned into Faerie Wings! I was a Faerie Scorchio!

"Thank you!" I called as she disappeared.

After that I went back to my training school and taught pets how to fly, and whenever Faerieland got bullies I would teach them to stop.

The moral of this story is: If you're a bully then the ugliness of being a bully will somehow come out, and remember, you don't have to be pretty to be good.

The End

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