Chief Shoyru sat back and ate a donut in the Police Office, when the phone
rang. He picked it up and it said, "Hello, is this the Chief Shoyru?"
"That's me. What do you need? You know it's 911, you don't look up the Chief
Shoyru in the phone book..."
"You dork. This is Hubrid Nox speaking at a public pay phone at a Negg station.
I have set up exploding water balloons inside your office, several NeoHomes,
and the hidden tower. I suggest you listen to my demands, and don't press that
alarm button under your desk. I have rigged your Neophone numbers, your alarm
and your doorknob to set off the balloons."
The chief was stunned. "W-w-what are your demands?"
"Quite simply, chief, I'd like Little Tommy released, and two Rods of Supernova.
Oh yes, and all of the Dark Faerie's Battledome items."
"How will I get that to you?"
"Don't play dumb, chief. I did rig your e-mail and any communication Web sites,
but I didn't rig the shopping network. So order it now, and send me the key
for Little Tommy's cell."
"I'll press the button!"
"NO! I'll listen to your demands! I'm logging on now."
"I'm glad you are seeing things my way, chief. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA....being evil
is so sweet!"
The phone went dead.
A few hours later Hubrid had been given everything he asked. "And those exploding
balloons weren't even real! Haha!"
He was about to go get Little Tommy when he appeared right on Hubrid's doorstep.
"How did you escape?"
"Using your evil lock-picking skills, master!"
Hubrid smiled his most diabolical smile. "Excellent. Maybe you aren't the failure
I thought you were. Here, I got you a new weapon!" Hubrid said, then he handed
Little Tommy with a Rod of Supernova! "Awesome! Let's go do something...evil!"
They spent the afternoon spreading havoc around the streets of Neopia. Later
in Hubrid's cave, Little Tommy called his owner and said he was sleeping over
at a friend's house, so he could stay at Hubrid's.
"What's for dinner tonight?" Little Tommy asked.
"We always eat Lupe!"
"Lupes always eat Chias!"
"Well, Tuskaninnys don't eat Lupes or Chias."
"Fine, have some Koi."
"Actually we don't eat NeoPets at all."
Hubrid stared at Little Tommy. "How picky can you GET?" tossing Little Tommy
a Fish Pop.
"Not so picky as to not eat this!" Little Tommy mumbled through a mouthful
of Fish Pop. "What's our next plan, boss?" Little Tommy asked.
"We're gonna pull off a holdup at the Yes Boy Ice Cream concert. Do you know
how much people pay to get in there?"
"Yes...yes I do. Because I'm their greatest fan," Little Tommy mumbled.
Hubrid looked at him in disgust. "Those freaks? Give me a break."
"Hey, they're cool..."
"Put a Negg in it! You can still listen to their CDs. We're just gonna holdup
the ticket booth guy, grab the loot, and skidaddle. We'll be wearing ski masks
so you aren't on their blacklist," Hubrid said, rolling his eyes.
The next day Little Timmy called Little Tommy and said, "Hey, I'm going to
get tickets tomorrow to YBIC! Wanna come with me and Brucey B?"
Little Tommy gulped. "Uh...sure, I guess..."
"Great! See you 2 PM at the Ticket Booth." Little Timmy hung up the phone.
'Oh no, that's when Hubrid wants to make the holdup! What'll I do?'
The next day at the Ticket Booth, a Chia with a ski mask and a black cape stood,
leaning against the wall. A few feet away, Little Timmy and Brucey B playing
around of Cheat!
with a purple Shoyru stranger. Little Tommy strolled up the sidewalk, being
sure to stay out of Hubrid and Little Timmy's sight.
"FREE SOUVENIRS ON SCORCHIO STREET!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.
Of course, faithful fan Little Timmy grabbed his pals and ran to get some.
"Perfect. My diversion worked," muttered Little Tommy and he jumped down to
meet Hubrid. "Let's do this."
To be continued...