|Also by cuttie_pie1991
MYSTERY ISLAND — Everyone knows of the "freebies" around Neopia: Tiki Tack
Tombola, the Giant Omelette, Healing Springs, Coltzan's Shrine, and the Fruit
Machine. I go to every single one of them, and I soon liked the Tombola game
It's fun and interesting. Sure, it's annoying whenever you win and get something
stinky, like Dried Prunes or Boxes of Trifle Mix, or when you don't get anything...
not even a booby prize. But, if you're lucky, you might win bottled faeries
I decided to ask the Tiki Tack man about the prizes he gives out (shouldn't
he give out something different every now and then?), so I raced to the Tiki
Tack Tombola as soon as I could with sylvia1236, my blue Uni. We'll just call
"What are we going to do at Mystery Island?" Sylvia asked. "We should go to
"We're going to the Tombola place," I answered. "I'm going to ask him a few
"For the Neopian Times, I know," Sylvia finished in a bored voice. "Mom, maybe
you should get a day off soon. It gets boring whenever you keep on working and
working with cuttie_pie1991... I never get to hang out with you anymore!"
"After this article, we'll have a vacation in Faerieland," I said. "I promise."
"Yay!" Sylvia exclaimed, prancing around the grass happily. As soon as she
stopped kicking dirt off the ground, she said, "Look! It's the Tiki Tack Tombola!"
As we walked closer, we noticed a sign. "'Closed,'" I read. "'Back in an hour
or so.' Sylvia, this is terrible! We have to do something; cuttie_pie1991 is
counting on me to interview him!"
"HELLO?" Sylvia yelled. I covered my ears and ducked. Partly because Sylvia's
voice isn't that pretty, and the fact that most of the windows of Mr. Tiki Tack's
NeoHome shattered into little shards of glass because of her voice. "IS ANYBODY
We heard a gruff, deep voice from inside the hut. "Didn't you read the sign?
It says that it's closed. Maybe you can come back in an hour or so."
"But Mr. Tiki Tack —" Sylvia started to say.
"Call me Mr. Tack!"
"Um... okay," I said. "Well, Mr. Tack, I want to ask you a few questions. I'm
a reporter from the Neopian Times..."
The front door of the hut slammed open. Mr. Tack, a big man with a flower-print
shirt walked out. Excitedly, he boomed, "Well, what are we waiting for?"
"A big article!" Sylvia exclaimed as Mr. Tack ushered us into his two-room
NeoHome. There was a Glass Coffee Table in the middle of front room and two
Fresh Bamboo Chairs on either side. Mr. Tack and I each sat in one of the two
chairs. Sylvia relaxed on a Fresh Bamboo Mat next to the front door.
Me: How did you get your unusual name, Mr. Tack?
Mr. Tack (trembling with excitement): F-f-from Mum a-a-and Dad.
Me (as if I knew it all along): Of course! Where did your Mum and Dad
get the strange name from?
Mr. Tack (controlling his excitement): From the N-N-Neopian Name Book.
Sylvia: Mom? Can you stop talking about names? It's not exactly the
most interesting topic in all of Neopia, you know.
Me: Okay. How long has the Tiki Tack Tombola been running?
Mr. Tack: A long time.
Me: Which is... how long, exactly?
Mr. Tack: A long time.
Me: Right. Um... shouldn't you give out something different every now
and then, Mr. Tack — for the booby prizes, I mean.
Mr. Tack: It's cheap.
Me: But why don't you try something different, like —
Sylvia: Grooming items!
Me: *shakes head* No, no, no! That's not what I meant.
Mr. Tack (thoughtfully): Grooming items, eh? That doesn't sound too
Sylvia: *prances around happily on the Fresh Bamboo Mat* Yay! Let's
hear it! Three cheers for grooming items!
Me: Mr. Tack? Can we please go on with this?
Mr. Tack: Grooming items... hmmm... let's see: hairbrushes, bars of
soap, shampoo, hand-held mirrors...
Me: Mr. Tack?
Mr. Tack: Blush, lipstick, eye shadow...
Me: MR. TACK!
Mr. Tack (quickly): What?
Me: Could we please talk about this later?
Mr. Tack: Oh. Okay.
Me: Good. How do you get the bottled faeries and codestones?
Mr. Tack: I buy them.
Me: Using the Shop Wizard?
Mr. Tack: No. From Balthazar the Lupe.
Me: *gulps* R-r-really?
Sylvia (puzzled): You can't buy codestones from Balthazar. He only hunts
Mr. Tack: I buy codestones with the Neopoints people donate.
Me (relieved): That's better. Who came up with the idea of the Tiki
Mr. Tack: Me. Any more questions?
Me: Where did you get that nifty shirt?
Mr. Tack: Mum, of course.
Sylvia: Where are your Mom and Dad?
Mr. Tack: Mystery Island.
Me (unimpressed): How very nice. Well, I think we have to go now. Good-bye,
Sylvia: Bye, Mr. Tack! Remember about the grooming items!
Mr. Tack: *stares at the ceiling thoughtfully* Grooming items... hmmm...
As Sylvia and I exited Mr. Tack's Neohome, Sylvia remarked, "Mom? Mr. Tiki
"IT'S MR. TACK, NOT MR. TIKI TACK!" the Tombola man roared from inside his
NeoHome. "I THOUGHT YOU'D REMEMBER!"
"R-r-right," Sylvia corrected, trembling a little. "How come Mr. Tack doesn't
talk so much?"
I shrugged, wondering how Mr. Tack heard us, since Sylvia was talking in a
sort-of-low voice. "Don't look at me..."
So, whenever you go play Tombola tomorrow — or maybe later today — and you
win some Grooming item (and you don't like it), don't blame me. Talk to Sylvia