Faerie Fanatics: Part One
Faerieland is a marvelous place, miles above Neopia; it
is inhabited by Faeries of many kinds! And is also the home to me, Enemy, a red
Skeith - despite my vicious looks, I adore my home. I also have a special Lucky
Necklace. It has a small metal pendant in the shape of a Grundo. I inherited it
from my father and he inherited it from his father and so on. I mostly think this
is superstition, but my family said it was good luck.
I was silently sitting in my Neohome, reading
the latest issue of the Neopian Times (the best newspaper in Neopia!). It was
Faerieland's usual gorgeous, sunny afternoon, as it can't rain above the clouds.
As I was flicking through the Times, there was
a large headline that caught my eye: RAINBOW FAERIE MISSING!
I gasped. "What in the name of Fyora?" I read
the article in deep fascination.
Late last night, the Rainbow Faerie, otherwise
known as the Fountain Faerie, disappeared, her fountain left unguarded. Neopets
have been rushing towards her Pool since early this morning, enjoying their
new looks. It is unknown how this happened, or what caused it. We only hope
someone can stop this massacre before it becomes too much for the citizens of
Faerieland. Story continued on page 4…
I immediately shot out of my chair and pelted
as fast as my stumpy legs could take me to the Rainbow Faerie's Fountain. I
didn't intend to paint myself, although I would love to be Disco, but I was
kind-hearted and didn't want to do anything so dishonest.
The Rainbow Pool was swarming with bustling Neopets
like a group of Grarrls stampeding through the clouds at a stray piece of meat.
All of a sudden, there was an explosion of sparks and an ecstatic Acara ran
"I can't believe it! I am finally Faerie! Look!
I'm Faerie!!! I CAN FLY!"
Now, here I should explain something else about
myself. When someone does something awful and heartless like this instead of
trying to help the situation, I can't help but get extremely angry and yell
at the person. Sometimes it gets nasty.
This was no exception.
I reached out and grasped the Acara and yelled
at her. "How could someone be so heartless? This is so wrong; everyone should
be trying to find the Fountain Faerie instead of using this awful predicament
to their advantage!"
The Acara just looked at me blankly and writhed
out of my grip. "Can I help you?" she screeched in rage, clutching where I obviously
had hurt her.
"Oh, I'm sorry. It's a habit of mine," I muttered
uncertainly. I was embarrassed, as I always was when this happened.
"Right," wondered the Acara. "What was it you
"I meant that someone has to help find the Rainbow
Faerie instead of taking it to their advantage," I explained. "It's really horrible!"
The Acara looked thoughtful, and seemed to smile
slightly, as if a plan was falling into her head. "Oh no!" she cried in disgust.
"Now that you've said all this, I am starting to regret my choice. How about
we help each other find the Rainbow Faerie, huh? It's the least I can do."
I thought this was very kind of her, but I still
wasn't in the position of forgiving her - yet. However, I couldn't turn down
"Of course! I'm Enemy," I said, shaking hands
(or paws, whatever) with the Acara.
"Thanks. I'm Shara," replied the Acara, returning
the hand/paw shake. "I hope I can make up the anger I caused you."
Then came the hard bit. What now? Where do we
start? I asked this to Shara, and she decided to inspect the pictures in the
Neopian Times article about the disappearance. I've read many mystery stories
in the Times and most of them have photos as highly important evidence, so I
We huddled back to my Neohome and scanned the
photos related to the article. Not much help, only photos of the Fountain and
a dark figure running away in the nigh-- hang on a minute!
"Look at this!" I shouted excitedly to Shara.
She leaned over and stared at the picture I was pointing to.
"Whoever's behind this must be a Kyrii! Look
at the ears, at that hair! It's unmistakable!" I yelled.
"Okay, okay, you don't need to yell," snapped
Shara. "But, now what?"
All was silent, except for a few Moaches chirping
somewhere and hubbub outside.
"Well…" I began. I tried quickly to think of
something, as I was embarrassed for Shara to think I was brain dead, but now
even the Moaches had stopped.
"How about we look in a Neopedia somewhere and
look up famous Kyrii, or more likely, a famous Kyrii who is trying to get more
attention," said Shara, scratching her chin.
"How can you be sure it's a celebrity?" I asked.
Hah! Argue with that! I thought.
Shara just yawned and murmured, "Look at its
hand. How many normal Kyrii run around with expensive rings and jewelry like
As usual, she was right. In the five minutes
I've known her she's won every argument. The rings on the Kyrii's hand were
absolutely massive! I'm surprised he or she wasn't struggling to keep their
I sighed. "Well, let's get to the Library and
find a Neopedia…"
We bolted over to Faerie City, and entered the
Library. The Library faerie greeted us with a cheery hello.
"Hello!" she cheered. "Welcome to the Faerieland
"Aren't Libraries supposed to be quiet?" said
"Oh that's just a minor detail! Can I help you?"
asked the Library Faerie. Shara seemed to get quite annoyed, so I led her away.
It took a long time to find a Neopedia that had
anything with famous Kyrii. There weren't many famous Kyrii anyway. That was
a good thing, less suspects.
Shara (typically) found one finally and we looked
them up. There were only two really popular Kyrii, Capara, the Cheat master
and beauty stylist and the Island Mystic, the psychic who lives on Mystery Island.
I thoroughly enjoyed playing Cheat and Shara is a mad fan of Capara, so we went
to see her first. I was excited, even though she could be guilty of something
as awful as kidnapping the Rainbow Faerie, but I was excited to meet her.
But it wasn't as we had hoped.
Strangely enough, Capara wasn't at any of the
Cheat tournaments around Neopia we could find. So we checked the Grooming Parlour
and of course that was where her presence was found.
"Oh my gosh! There she is! She is SOO beautiful!"
squeaked Shara, giggling and pointing over to the most stunning Kyrii I had
ever seen. Literally. Capara's hair gleamed from the incoming sunshine, her
fur moving in sleek movements. She was just so elegant.
Capara came stomping our way and banged right
into us. "WHOA! Watch it, will you? Beautiful celebrity walking here!" she huffed.
I immediately remembered why we were here, and
got straight the point. I glanced at her fingers, and I was completely astonished!
She wasn't wearing any rings! I leaned over to Shara's ear to tell her, but
she was too sidetracked to listen to a stupid Skeith like me.
"Oh gosh! I am SO sorry, Capara! Are you OK?"
she babbled. She started to pat her hair.
"Whoa! Do not, I repeat, DO NOT TOUCH THE HAIR!"
Capara screamed, in fact so loudly even people outside the shop stopped to stare
in at the pretty celebrity.
"Oh! I am SO sorry, Capara…" began Shara, but
Capara held up her hand.
'Enough! Out of the way, I need to go," snapped
Capara in annoyance. "If I hang around you commoners any longer I'll get a bad
reputation!" With that, she huffed out of the shop, pushing away all onlookers
to get away from the 'bad reputation'.
"What a snob!" I retorted. "She didn't kidnap
the Rainbow Faerie though. She wasn't wearing any rings!"
Shara gasped. "What?!" she screamed.
"Yeah I know. Weird…"
"No! You think she's a snob? How dare you?!"
Then, quite unlike how I thought she was, she sulked out of the shop. Maybe
another one of her multiple personalities, I thought. Oh well, at least
I can continue on my own now.
Then a troubling thing hit me. A thought that
is, not an expensive bottle of perfume.
What if Capara had just taken her rings off?
There was a simple explanation! I read in the
Neopedia that this was the only shop that Capara bought stuff at. So, this
must be the only shop where a Sales History has her name in it. So all I have
to do is ask the shopkeeper to ask if she had ever bought rings at this shop.
I walked up to the owner of the Parlour, a Usul
with overly heavy makeup splashed all over her face (it must be a her, how many
males do you see with make-up on?), and asked her the question.
However, she just glared at me tiredly. "You
are, like, so dumb! Haven't you even been here before?" she said in a girlish
"As a matter of fact, I haven't," I replied.
"Can you kindly just answer my question? It's highly important."
"Ooh la-di-da fancy-talker," said the odd Usul,
laughing hysterically. "Well, is it's so, like, important to you, then… WE DON'T
EVEN SELL RINGS! And Capara is, like, my best friend and I would, like, know
if she ever wore rings. Which she doesn't," she added in a smart-alec overtone.
"Ok. Thank you for your contribution," I said,
and galumphed out of the shop, hearing the Usul attempt unsuccessfully to stifle
The Beauty Parlour owner was extremely helpful.
Never thought that would cross my mind. Anyway, now that I knew Capara never
wore rings, there was only one suspect left.
The Island Mystic.
To be continued...