Looking out over the enormous spread of white snow and blue sky,
Heeralott the Aisha stood at the top of Terror Mountain listening closely to the sounds of
Neopia. This was the job given to her by the Faerie Queen, and she took it seriously. She even
had a special badge and everything. If she heard anything strange she was to report it
immediately, and today was the first day she heard something quite out of the ordinary...
Author: Neopets Staff|
Date: 3 Dec.
..."Pteris chirping? That's out of place...it's the middle of winter. They're supposed to be in
Tyrannia!" Heeralott thought out loud. She looked up at the flock coming her way. They didn't seem
to be in any kind of hurry, as they were neatly arranged in a perfect V formation. She extended
her ears. Maybe she could hear something more than chirps...
"Cheep cheep! Epsilon, switch out with gamma-9! Cheep cheep. Over," yelled the leader, a striking fire
Pteri. The two others he had been referring to immediately interchanged, the maneuver seeming
easy even in the harsh cold wind. They obviously knew what they were doing.
"Screeech-cheep! Sir, we're overhead... the bombs are ready!"
"Prepare to fire!"
Whaaa? Bombs? Fire? Overhead? Oh dear... then she realised they were heading towards the Snow
Date: 3 Dec.
...Heeralott perked her ears. Was she hearing right? Bombs? She unclipped the walkie-talkie from
her new belt, given to her by the Faerie Queen. Now how does this work again?
she thought to herself out loud. She hadn't been paying attention when Faerie Queen had
explained it to her. She had been thinking about big toffee ice creams and strips of streaky bacon.
Really big ones...That was it! The big button! She pushed down the big button on the side of the
walkie-talkie. "Hello?" she said in a timid voice. "S-snow Faerie? Can you hear me? Over." She
waited for an answer. She tried again, this time a bit louder. "H-Hello?" she said. "This is
Heeralott. Ummm, I heard some Pteri talking about bombs, and dropping them over your house.
They're heading toward you now! Over." Heeralott waited, but there was no answer.
She wasn't sure if she should try to follow the Pteri or maybe run down to
the igloo and warn the Snow Faerie. Either way, she was running out of time...
Date: 3 Dec.
..."This isn't fair! I can't do this! I can't... I can't... I can't... I CAN!"
Heeralott ran as fast as her little Neopet legs would carry her to the Snow Faerie's igloo.
"Ms. Snow Faerie! You're about to be attacked by a bunch of Faerie-Bombing Pteris! Hide!"
But it was too late. The Pteris dropped their bombs, and they landed all around the Snow Faerie.
"No! She's surrounded by live bombs! She's gonna--PRESENTS?!?!"
The Pteris landed on the ground. The one who had commanded the two Pteris in the air spoke. "If
you didn't know, it's the Snow Faeries birthday today. It's the 4th day of Celebrating."
"Actually, I didn't," replied Heeralott
"Of course you didn't, no one really does. That's why all us Pteris flew all the way up here from
Tyrannia to surprise the Snow Faerie with all these gifts."
"What about the dropping bomb business?" Heeralott questioned.
"I'm training my Pteri recruits from the Tyrannian Army up here. We were just taking advantage of
another training opportunity. We always train up here anyway, so we didn't think anyone would mind."
"I didn't know that either," Heeralot said.
"Well, it doesn't really matter now, you spoiled the surprise."
Suddenly the pit of Heeralott's stomach tied itself in a knot. All the Pteris were upset they
didn't get to surprise the Snow Faerie, and it was all Heeralott's fault...
Date: 4 Dec.
...A swift breathy noise caused all of the crowd to turn toward the Snow Faerie's door, and
Heeralott anxiously fingered the shiny leather trappings on her new belt as the Snow Faerie
emerged. She was beautiful, it was plain to see, but her beauty was cold and austere, like
that of a sculpture. Her wispy body was bundled in a robe of purest ice, lined with snowflakes
that danced in the icy-hot centres of her deep, snowy eyes. Her pale face surveyed the scene,
and a small fire flickered in each eye. She smiled icily, revealing small white teeth that
looked like tiny snowflakes, and spoke, "I am honoured," she began slowly, as if she couldn't
believe what was escaping her own icy lips. "To have been monitored by an entire flock of
observant and kind Pteri." The Leader ruffled his feathers modestly and blushed. "So much so
that they would have remembered my birthday." With a wave of her small icy hand she nodded
in his direction and disappeared once again inside her igloo.
Heeralott heaved a huge sigh of relief. "I don't even think she noticed I had spoiled her
surprise." The young Aisha felt the tight knot in her stomach loosen up a bit, as she heard
another peculiar sound off in the distance...
Date: 4 Dec.
..."So how about it?" a deep, male voice asked. "Just a simple game of Cheat!"
Heeralott, the Pteris and the Snow Faerie peeked their heads out the door... and it
was indeed a peculiar sight. Dr. Sloth and the Faerie Queen were debating on what game
they should play. Their conversation had nothing to do with Sloth's latests plans on
destroying Neopia, or how the Faerie Queen would plot a counter-offensive. The only
friction between them seemed to be an inability to choose a game.
"I disagree," the short, yet powerful, woman replied. "I would like to play Bumper Cars."
"Deckball?" Sloth suggested.
"We might as well bet on the next Poogle Race for all I care," the Queen countered.
"Deal." They shook hands.
Heeralott suddenly saw the need to catch the Snow Faerie before the cold-loving faerie
fell to the ground in shock.
"Shh!" the Pteri leader muttered.
"So if I guess the order of the Poogle race, you promise to leave forever, right?"
the Queen asked.
"Right," Sloth replied. "And if I get it right, I take control of Neopia?"
The Pteris gasped as Heeralott tried looking for a cup of water that wasn't frozen to wake
up the Snow Faerie...
Date: 5 Dec.
...The Faerie Queen and Sloth walked off into the distance, shrouded by falling snowflakes and
soon invisible to Heeralott's tiny eyes. She had been rendered absolutely speechless, but certainly
in a better state than the Snow Faerie, who was now just standing, unmoving, snowflakes landing on
her pale cheeks, stammering mindlessly in shock.
But the Pteris were still somewhat able to speak. The Pteri leader, to break the silence,
screeched, "Has the Faerie Queen gone mad!? She's letting Sloth have a chance at taking over Neopia!
But doesn't she remember what he did to us, even when he didn't have any control? Oh, what'll
Heeralott felt her heart beat wildly in its place. She still remembered those days when Sloth would
travel around towns, in that dreadful cloak of his, setting loose more and more of his terrible
experiments to torment the citizens of Neopia. Well, she wouldn't let that happen again. She
could hear Sloth and the Faerie Queen continuing their conversation...
Date: 5 Dec.
..."The next race starts in 5 minutes," said the Faerie Queen in the distance. "As usual,
there are 5 Poogles to chose from. I pick that number 3 will win followed by number 1, number
4, number 5, and number 2 in that order."
Heeralott thought to herself. The Faerie Queen would surely lose that bet! Poogle number 3 has
gotten a big ego since the last Poogle race. He was known to have that problem after a winning
streak causing him to lose!
"Very well then," growled Dr. Sloth. "The order I chose is number 5, number 2, number 4, number
1 and number 3." He let out his eerie laugh. Heeralott felt a chill colder than the wind shoot
down her spine.
The bets were made, but who would win...?
Date: 6 Dec.
...A loud rustle of the leaves broke her thinking. Heeralott turned around to the noise. "Did you
hear that?" Heeralott asked, pointing her ears toward the noise.
"Hear what?" the leader replied.
"The rustle of the leaves! It was unusually loud," Heeralott said. Three Pteris huddled together.
"I heard it, too," one said. Heeralott went silently to the leaves. In the distance, she could see
two Grundos talking.
"Replace the Poogles with Sloth's programmed robotic Poogles. Got it?" one mutant Grundo said,
twisting the other one's wrist.
"Got it," the other said. "I won't let Sloth down."
Heeralott knew she had to tell the Faerie Queen, but she wasn't sure how...
Date: 6 Dec.
...Heeralott shivered again. "I must help the Faerie Queen win this bet," she whispered. "I
can't let Dr. Sloth take over Neopia."
Heeralott bravely walked up to the Faerie Queen, but stopped almost instantly. She looked at
the snow that surrounded her tiny Neopet feet. Then she ran as fast as she could and yelled,
"Stop! Stop this bet at once!"
Dr. Sloth and the Faerie Queen looked at Heeralott strangely. "The little one is right," said
the Queen. But Dr. Sloth did not agree.
"Why should we listen to her?" he asked. "She's just a wee Neopet, she can't even hurt me!"
The Faerie Queen frowned. So did Heeralott.
Then suddenly, the race began and Heeralott could hear what the Poogles were thinking...
Date: 7 Dec.
...#5, 2, 4, 1, and 3 were thinking about the precise order that had been programmed into
them. "Wait, stop! You can't do it! Sloth's cheating!" Heeralott cried out in anguish, "Stop,
please!" She was desperate. She called for the Chia Police, more Neopets to help, anyone!
"10 feet, #5 victory" was the next thing Heeralott heard. It was #5 thinking! She had 10...
9... 8 feet to the finish line! Heeralott was having fits! She turned around and kicked at the
ground behind her. A rock went flying straight at #5!
CLUNK! Contact! The rock hit the robotic Poogle in the side, revealing wires and metal
and other mechanical gismos. A roar of disbelief sounded in Heeralott's 4 ears. She threw more
rocks out at the still running Poogles. CLUNK... CLUNK... CLUNK... CLUNK! The other Poogles
crashed onto the ground, spilling metal and electricity.
The Faerie Queen looked at Sloth, fire in her gaze. "You cheated, and that is unacceptable, and
you know it. You will be sentenced to eating dung in Tyrannia for a LONG time," the Queen said
softly, but she may well have shouted. Everyone else was.
Two months later, Heeralott was sitting on her mountain perch, but this time was different. Her
HEARING OFFICAL badge was by the side of a medal that said: I SAVED NEOPIA, AND ALL I GOT WAS
THIS STUPID MEDAL!
Date: 7 Dec.