Dane and the Terrible Meepit of Doom
Dane smiled. At last, the end of another horrible day at
Neoschool. Teachers yelling, papers falling, pencils snapping. It was all too
much for the Christmas Gelert, who felt that some of the work was rather difficult
and more advanced than what students normally received. And this was coming from
a Gelert who got straight A's!
But it didn't matter anymore, because Dane could
now plop down on his sofa and read another book, just like he had dreamed of
in all of his classes. Most people considered Dane a bit of a geek, but he considered
himself 'cool'. Right.
It was as hot as ever by the time Dane reached
the door of his Neohome. The sun had risen way up high in the sky, shooting
temperatures to new records.
Dane panted and yelled out, "I'm home!"
"Hey!" said Luna, practicing a dance for her
dance recital. Secretly, it had been annoying to everyone, but no one wanted
to hurt her feelings so they kept quiet.
"How's your dance going?"
"Fine, I suppose," said Luna, whipping her yellow
fur. "I just can't get this step right."
The Ixi tried to demonstrate to her brother what
was causing her trouble when, all of a sudden, she tripped on an oak shelf.
And unfortunately, down came a ten-thousand-Neopoint vase.
Dane plugged his ears and watched as the vase
exploded into a hundred tiny pieces.
"WHAT WAS THAT?!"
Flowrey suddenly appeared at the end of the staircase,
shooting gazes around the room to find the cause of the disruption.
Dane didn't care. He simply ran up the stairs
and into his peaceful room.
"Gosh, I'm tired," he yawned, slipping his backpack
off. "Maybe I should take a nap."
So, the Gelert tiredly closed his eyes, and let
himself fall into slumber.
"Huh, what's going on?"
Dane opened his eyes to see who was calling out
his name. He looked up and standing there was Fantasia, with a rather stupid
smile on her face.
"What is it?" the Gelert asked irritably, rubbing
his eyes and throwing his cover off his bed.
"I've got a surprise for you!" squealed Fantasia,
pulling back some of her newly-dyed auburn hair.
"Wow, a surprise…" mumbled Dane unenthusiastically.
Fantasia revealed a strange little pink ball
in her hands. It didn't seem to be moving at all, causing Dane to think it was
merely an object.
"W-what is it?"
All of a sudden, the shape threw itself up in
the air, and landed on Dane's lap with a plop. Its eyes suddenly opened, revealing
an evil, hypnotic gaze. Standing before Dane, in its entire three pounds of
terror, was a pink Meepit.
"AAAAH, IT'S A MONSTER!" cried Dane, backing
up to the side of his bed.
Fantasia laughed. "Don't be silly! It's a cutie,
little adorable Meepit! I got an amazing deal on it! The trader was all panicked
and frantic, and said I could have it for only five-thousand-Neopoints! Can
you believe that?"
"No!" Dane shook his head. "The trader ripped
you off! That…thing should be taken out of Neopia forever!"
"Dane!" Fantasia snapped. "Don't be rude! You'll
treat Chubkins with respect from now on!"
"Chubkins?" Dane asked in disbelief.
"Yes. Me, Flowrey, and Luna decided on it while
you were napping," she explained.
Dane crossed his arms. "Great. Now I've got some
evil beast in the house with a name that sounds like it came from an 'insane-psychopaths'
"Dane, that is it!" Flowrey yelled, standing
up from his bed. "You're grounded for three days! I will not tolerate this kind
of behavior in my home!"
Dane gasped. "But Fantasia!"
"No buts with me mister! I've made my decision,
and that's that!"
Dane's mouth hung open as Fantasia left the room.
But right before she closed the door, Chubkins turned his head to Dane and shot
him an evil grin.
Dane froze. "That Meepit really is evil…"
The next day, Dane returned home to find it strangely
empty and quiet.
"Hello?" he called out, closing the door behind
No one replied.
Dane shrugged, and headed to the kitchen to make
himself a sandwich before heading up to his room. When he arrived, he found
a note on the table that read:
Hey Dane! I've run out to do some errands with Luna. Flowrey's gone as well
to her friend's house. We'll be back with some supper. I expect you to stay in
your room while we're gone. I've told Chubkins to keep an eye on you.
Dane glared and crumpled up the piece of paper.
He turned around to throw the note in the trash when he suddenly received a
big shock. Chubkins was standing right in front of him, silent, his eyes as
wide as ever.
"It's all because of you that I'm in trouble!"
Dane spat, throwing his note in the garbage can. "Urgh, I wish you never existed!"
All of a sudden, Chubkins threw himself on Dane's
face, trying to bite the Gelert with his sharp, buck teeth.
"Get off of me!" yelled Dane, whirling around
He tried his hardest to pull the little monster
off of his head. At last, he wrenched the Meepit off, and threw it to the ground.
"I'm telling Fantasia what you did!" cried Dane,
tears in his eyes. He had a large, bloody scratch on his neck because of Chubkins.
"You'll be sorry for what you did!"
And when Dane left the room, Chubkins cackled
and began hopping around the kitchen like a maniac.
Dane's head shot up. "What's going on?" he muttered,
taking his eyes away from his homework.
He opened the door of his room and ran downstairs
to find a horrible sight. Chubkins was lying on his back with a big bruise on
his head. He had a distressed look on his face, as if someone had attacked him.
Fantasia bent down, panicked. "Oh my gosh, Chubkins,
my poor little baby! Are you all right, sweetie pie? What happened?"
Chubkins groaned and pointed towards a piece
of paper that lay on the kitchen counter. Fantasia stood up and grabbed it and
a pencil as well, handing it to the Meepit afterwards.
Chubkins quickly scribbled something down, and
then handed it to Fantasia, eyeing Dane the entire time.
Fantasia's eyes quickly flashed across the paper.
"Dane!" she gasped, horrified. "You did this?!"
Dane's jaw dropped and he looked horrified. "I
s-swear, Fantasia, I didn't do it! Believe me!"
Fantasia had tears already streaming down her
face. "How could you, Dane? He's just a little, innocent Meepit. I can't believe
you hurt him. I just can't."
"F-Fantasia," Dane whimpered, "I swear, I didn't
Fantasia suddenly pointed to the staircase. "Go
to your room, Dane," she said, hiding her face in her hands. "I don't want to
see you anymore."
Tears of his own fell down Dane's face as he
looked at Fantasia, astonished. He couldn't believe it. Chubkins had done this!
He had framed him!
"Dane, go," Luna said sternly, standing behind
Fantasia. The expression she held broke Dane's heart into pieces.
The Gelert whimpered once more and hopped up
the steps of the staircase. He overheard Fantasia saying 'how bad of a Gelert
he was' to Luna. He hung his head down, and trudged back into his room.
That night, he cried himself to sleep.
The old grandfather clock struck twelve in the
living room, a silent tune emitting from it. Rain had begun pouring from outside,
and all was dark inside the house. And if you looked closely, you would notice
a small shadow making its way upstairs.
Dane snored as he lay in bed, his sheets tangled
all around him. He always moved a lot during his sleep, but that particular
night, he was having nightmares about Chubkins.
All of a sudden, the door slowly creaked open.
A dark shadow stepped forward and made its way to Dane. The Gelert shifted to
his right side, facing the figure that stood before him. A glimmer suddenly
appeared, from two large teeth.
A huge lightning bolt abruptly shot out from
the skies, illuminating in the figure in its entirety. Dane suddenly bolted
up upright, and peered down at the ground.
"AAAAAH!" he shrieked.
Chubkins's eyes grew into a devilish red glow,
and he jumped on Dane, laughing insanely.
"Somebody, help! He's going to kill me!"
Chubkins grabbed Dane's sheets and completely
stuffed them in his mouth, shredding them apart with his pointy fangs.
Dane jumped out of his bed and ran to his closest,
sliding it open as fast he could. He stepped inside, and closed it shut, holding
it with his paws so that Chubkins couldn't enter. He stood still, his breath
shaky as he peered through the small crack of light from outside.
The door of the closest suddenly began shaking,
a sign that someone was trying to get in. It shook again, this time much harder.
Beads of sweat rolled down Dane's as he shut his eyes tightly.
He could perceive maniacal laughs, and things
being thrown around in his room. Dane's paws begin hurting, and he couldn't
hold on much longer. Two more minutes had passed. Four. He couldn't do it anymore.
The Gelert let go, and fell into a pile of clothes.
The closet door suddenly burst off of its hinges,
flying across the room with an enormous crash. Loud screams suddenly erupted
from the house. The family had woken up! Dane just needed to stall the Meepit
for a few more minutes before they came in.
He looked around, trying to find something to
throw at Chubkins as it slowly paced towards him. His eyes gazed intently at
Dane's. The eyes never stopped. Never stopped. Those eyes. They wouldn't stop.
Those two eyes. So dark and evil. Two eyes.
Dane closed his eyes. A second later, he heard
a loud shriek and the sound of glass exploding. The Gelert opened his eyes and
saw his desk flying towards him. He quickly shuffled to his left before it could
slam into him.
"FANTASIA!" he cried, now scared to death.
The lights suddenly switched on, and Fantasia,
Luna, and Flowrey bolted inside.
"Dane, where are you?" they cried in unison.
Dane shivered, exiting the closet on his knees.
Glass was on top of him, as well as all around the room. His desk was now broken
into three parts, his bookshelf had completely collapsed with the books landing
everywhere, and his windows was shattered, letting the rain pour in and wet
"Mommy, help me!" Dane whimpered, running towards
Fantasia grabbed her Gelert in her arms, stroking
his head lovingly. "It's all right, Dane. Everything will be all right. I saw
what Chubkins did."
"Chubkins did it?" Flowrey asked, astonished.
Fantasia nodded. "I was in the kitchen, trying
to find some water, when I saw Chubkins walking up the staircase. I thought
he was sleepwalking, so I followed him. I then saw him go into Dane's room and
"Why didn't you help me when I called for you?"
said Dane, tears dripping down his face.
"I was…shocked," responded Fantasia with a frightened
tone. She looked very startled by the event.
"Wait a minute…" Dane whispered. "Where's Chubkins
The family looked around the room. The Meepit
was nowhere to be found.
"Do you think that someone…threw him out that
window?" asked Flowrey, shivering.
Everyone gulped and said nothing. They were all
too shocked and numb to think at the moment.
And standing by in the hall, with a big smile
on his face, was Midnight, the family's Weewoo. He looked around, content, for
his dinner had been absolutely delicious…