"Fyora is going to pay for getting me up this early!"
Illusen sneered, as her large green wings flapped gently in the cool wind. Just
yesterday all faeries had been assigned to retreat to Faerieland for a special
meeting. While other faeries smiled just thinking about it, Illusen hated the
meetings. All the meetings they ever had were based upon 'special events' like
a new Faerie joining the group. A new Faerie doesn't mean you have to get only
two hours of sleep. A Faerie needs to be beautiful, right? Before Illusen could
continue thinking, she was briskly bumped into by a purple whiz. Illusen could
tell it was Jhudora by the strong stench of foot odour. Jhudora had foot problems
since she was a wee child.
"Oh what, don't tell me you're late, too?" Jhudora
hissed from over her shoulder, while her large dress fluttered in the wind like
a lazy butterfly. Illusen hated butterflies. Feeling no need to comment back
like an immature child, Illusen billowed past Jhudora, paying no mind to her
until they reached the large pasty white doors leading into Faerie Hall.
Illusen opened up the door and trudged in reluctantly.
No sleep and a long trip could do wonders to an upbeat Faerie.
"We’re here," Illusen mumbled, holding the door
open for the snickering purple Faerie called Jhudora. The Faerie Queen was immediately
in front of them, fluttering her long eyelashes at the pair.
"Oh, my word, I'm so glad you came!" she said
in that cheerfully-annoying-when-you've-just-woken up voice. Illusen continued
past her, trying best not to fall over and go to sleep.
Rightfully taking her place at the side of the
long oak table, Illusen waited for the Faerie Queen to start the meeting. Millions
of different Light, Earth, Water, and Dark Faeries were lined up in the chairs,
Illusen being the odd one out with her ‘different’ clothes.
"Did you hear the announcement?" the Fire Faerie
next to her asked, making small talk before Fyora came in and broke everything
Illusen shook her head in response, before yawning
loudly and stretching out her arms.
"SILENCE!" bellowed Fyora, and the noise of the
whole chattering room turned into a deep eerie silence. All the Faeries looked
to the person next to them worriedly. Fyora *never* bellowed.
"It has come to my attention," Fyora started,
as she paced back and forth in front of the silent group of faeries, "that there
has been a -- how do I put this? -- competition between two faeries in our group."
Illusen and Jhudora stared at each other, shooting
daggers with their eyes as though saying ‘It’s us, isn’t it?’
"Not only do I find it childish," Fyora continued
again, "but also the two Faeries will be punished for doing so. Illusen, Jhudora,
this is your cue to get up."
Illusen snorted and stood up slowly as the prying
eyes of other faeries stared at her. Feeling an odd chill, Illusen hugged herself
tightly and watched Jhudora stand up with a snide look on her face.
"Your punishment is to spend one day in each
Before either could argue, a huge white light
flooded the room and Illusen was fast asleep.
Illusen sighed and shifted positions as she felt
something poking her arm.
"Ma’am, it’s time to get up!"
Illusen swatted away at the pest and turned herself
upright. A groggy look dusted her every feature as she wiped the sleep from
"What?" she groaned, looking around with her
eyes hardly open. All she could see was purple items which danced around her
"Ma’am, are you awake?"
Illusen finally got her eyes open and stared
at the bustling little Kacheek who was fiddling around the room, fixing it up.
"Who are you?" Illusen asked before standing
up and walking into the bathroom to do her daily rituals of brushing her teeth.
Before she could reach and grab her toothbrush she looked in the mirror. Her
heart almost skipped a beat as she saw Jhudora peering back at her.
"WHAT?" she screamed, feeling her face then watching
the mirror mimic her movement. "I’m... Jhudora?" she asked herself while she
dragged a long neon green finger nail down her cheek, remembering her punishment.
Woozily, she walked back into the other room Illusen supposed was Jhudora's
bedroom. The Kacheek stared at her worriedly,
"Ma’am, are you alright?" he asked, speeding
over to her.
Illusen felt her eyes soften as she hugged the
Kacheek. "You poor, poor, poor tormented thing. I’m sure Jhudora has you working
day and night," she said in the most peasant voice ever before setting him back
down on the ground and skipping happily into the other room. How many chances
do you get to ruin your enemy's life?
"Have the day off, dear!" Illusen yelled to the
Kacheek, who happily ran out into the soft fluffy clouds of Faerieland. However,
before Illusen could go eat breakfast like she usually did she saw a huge line
of Neopets. Some with items, some without items.
"Oh my..." She scurried outside to see the pets
up close, all of them started to cling to her like Velcro.
"Off, off!" she squealed, batting off a Lenny
and a few Lupes. All of them were shoved onto the floor and ran as fast as they
could away from the spot they had been.
Illusen sighed and sat down, remembering that
Jhudora's job was to give out quests like she had, though Illusen herself never
had this much publicity.
"Next?" she asked as a timid looking Meerca shuffled
in front of her,
"Here ma’am," the Meerca said quietly as she
stuffed an Usuki into Illusen's hands and bounced quickly away.
Setting down the Usuki at her side, another pet
moved into Illusen's view. This time it was a Shoyru.
"I’ve come for a quest," the Shoyru said, just
as timid as the Meerca had been.
Pondering it over for a minute, Illusen said
quickly, "Get me a Lu Codestone."
The Shoyru's eyes widened in awe, as it muttered,
"What a witch, like I have that much NP," under its breath and flew away probably
never to return.
From then on, Illusen's experiences were a blur.
Illusen continued sitting down in her chair as the last Kacheek ran away never
to return. Sobbing uncontrollably Illusen remembered all the mean names they’d
called her. She wasn’t a old mean witch, was she? Illusen thought, tilting
her head back to look at the sky as she saw Fyora's face printed in the stars
"That must be a si--"
Before Illusen could continue, she dozed off
The next morning, Illusen awoke to nobody saying "Ma’am", just the ping of
her alarm clock and the warmth of her tiny neat bed.
"Home sweet home," she murmured under her breath
as she stared at the sun rising above in the Meridell sky.
From that time onward, Illusen picked up a new
sense of respect for her least favorite Faerie, Jhudora, as Jhudora in turn
did for Illusen. Though they will likely never become friends, Illusen now knows
the meaning behind Jhudora's incredibly rude personality.