The Last Question
9:47 PM, NEOPIA CENTRAL, 26TH DAY OF HUNTING
"Okay, for a whopping 1 million, all you have
to do is answer this last question I'm going to give you. Lily, are you ready?"
The nervous faerie Bori gulped. Just one more
correct trivia answer and she would become a Neomillionaire in the blink of
an eye. The audience members eyed her anxiously. She stared at the quizmaster,
who was busy flipping through the cards to find a good question, and tried to
regain her composure as the tall, swanky Bruce read out the question.
"When did the famous Plushie Tycoon, Duncan de
Gelert, die?" asked the host.
Lily cocked her head. After tiring her eyes out
from reading the almost-complete history of Neopia, after all the items she
had answered with almost no effort, she had encountered something she hadn't
even come across in her research. So the Bori decided to hazard a guess.
"Uh…um…the 27th Day of Hunting?" she said, scratching
her head and wondering how the date popped into her head.
At first the quizmaster raised an eyebrow and
stared at Lily. A tense pause hung in the air as the audience and the player
waited for his verdict. After what felt like forever and a day, the Bruce sighed,
adjusting his snazzy bow tie. "Well, that was close, but not right. Oh well,
no million for you, but just so you don't feel like a loser, here's five thousand
anyway. Thanks for playing, and it was fun having you!"
The spectators clapped quite a bit as the faerie
Bori left the stage, obviously downhearted. Meanwhile, the Bruce shook his head
in pity. "Poor dear, she was so close to the jackpot! Well, that's all for today,
on 'HIT ME WITH HISTORY'!!! If you wish to challenge yourselves and see if you
can win a million in Neopoints, drop me a message at 131313 Bread Street, Neopia
Central! You can't miss it!"
Lily barged into her Neohome on Bread Street,
which, she realized, was just a short walk over to the quizmaster's domain.
She kicked the door open angrily, with a bag of 5,000 NP and called out, "Megan?"
"Lily?" A faerie Scorchio called out. "How was
the Neopian History contest? Did you win? I bet you did!"
Her sister shot her an exasperated, tired expression
and said sarcastically, "Gee, would I be this sad if I won? Would I be clutching
such a small bag of cash instead of dragging a huge sack towards you? I didn't
win, okay? That last question got me before I could get the prize. Duncan de
Gelert…I didn't get the date of his death."
Megan stared at her.
"What? You better not be rubbing this into my
face. I worked so hard for this and I was so close to getting the jackpot!"
Lily narrowed her eyes irritably.
"But it's not that," said the Scorchio meekly.
"Did you say 'Duncan de Gelert'?"
"Yeah, but so what? Because of him - "
Her friend waved her arms. "Hello, Neopia to
Lily? He's not even dead yet! That really rich and famous Plushie Tycoon is
still alive and living on our street! What, is your quizmaster crazy?"
The faerie Bori gasped. "Hold on, did you say
Bread Street? I never knew that he even lived on our lane! What's his address?"
"131313 Bread Street. Why? He lives with a Bruce
named Clarence. He's - "
"The quizmaster of 'Hit Me With History'!" said
Lily. "I bet they set me up just so I won't take 1 million Neopoints away from
them! Those little - "
Megan shook her head. "But what can you do now?"
She watched as her sibling thought for a moment and walk into her room. After
a few minutes, she saw the Bori come out, clad in all black, and wearing a mask
so that only her eyes could be seen.
"I'll pay them a visit. Tonight," said Lily in
a mysterious voice. She packed her trusty Lost Desert Dagger at her belt, along
with a bottle of Essence of Everlasting Apple. Waving good-bye at the astonished
faerie Scorchio, she dashed out the door and underneath the night sky once again.
Quickly, the faerie Bori began combing the street
for the Neohome at 131313. It was quite easy, as it was only a few steps away
from her place. She walked over to the nearest window, making sure she wasn't
seen by anyone inside. Thankfully the two figures had their backs to her. Lily
tiptoed towards the back, and found her way to the backdoor, which was unlocked.
She ducked behind a refrigerator and saw a very familiar Bruce talking to an
"So I used your name. Just like you said," the
Bruce was saying. "At least we only lost five thousand Neopoints, and not a
"Well, it was a slick scheme, Clarence," answered
the fire Gelert. "I can't believe that smart-aleck Bori even got to the last
"She's a history addict," remarked his comrade.
"Thanks for letting me use your name so we can keep the cash. Well, it's been
a long day for me; I'm going to bed. 'Night."
"'Night," said Duncan, standing up from his armchair.
"I've got the need for a sundae before I hit the hay." He watched Clarence walked
up the stairs, yawning along the way.
Lily saw the Gelert head towards her hiding place.
As he opened the refrigerator, barely batting an eye on the little trespasser,
he began muttering to himself. "Little geek…thank goodness I thought of getting
him to use my name so we stay rich, famous Neomillionaires!" He laughed, a giddy
smile on his face as he rummaged through the food. All of a sudden, Duncan heard
someone's footsteps. He looked up and found himself staring at a shadowy figure
"Are you Duncan de Gelert?" she asked in a low
"Yes - I mean, no - yes, but - " He shrank back
in fright and surprise. "Who are you?"
"I have come to take you down, Duncan de Gelert,"
said the disguised faerie Bori. "Your name and your scheme cost me a million
Neopoints, and you shall pay for it."
"Whoa, whoa, let's talk about this, okay? I don't
know how you found out, but you're not going to lay your grubby paws on me.
Never!" He ran out the kitchen and sprinted for the front door. Lily followed
behind. Before Duncan could slam the door in her face, she zoomed out before
He looked back, and when he saw the shady stranger
still at his heels, the fire Gelert was struck with an idea as he slowed down
before hitting a tree. Swinging his feet up onto the first branch, he began
to climb as fast as he could, stepping over bough after bough. As the Bori arrived,
she just caught sight of a fiery-colored paw disappearing within the leaves.
She flew upwards and followed her quarry, who nearly jumped out of his skin
at the sight of her.
"How'd you find me?" he gasped in horror. Looking
over at his right, Duncan could only see the rooftop of his Neohome. With another
terrified glance at the mysterious stranger, he took a deep breath and leapt
onto it, grabbing onto the edge with his paws before he could fall off, not
knowing that she could fly.
Without another thought, the fire Gelert climbed
onto the roof and ran away from the figure pursuing him.
"Please don't hurt me!" he cried out in desperation,
looking at her. "Why must I suffer?"
"You made me suffer," replied Lily. "You cheated
just so you could keep the million Neopoints. But that was very wrong. You deprived
me of a chance to shine for once in my life." She hovered nearer the Gelert.
"I can't believe you and the game host did this to me."
"But I swear, I - " Suddenly, before Duncan could
say anything else, he felt his feet slip underneath him. He tried to regain
his balance, but unfortunately, he fell backwards and slid off the roof, screaming
as he plummeted to the ground. The faerie Bori heard a thump as the yells ceased.
At that exact moment, clocks everywhere struck
12:00 AM, NEOPIA CENTRAL, 27TH DAY OF HUNTING