BUZZ DAY SPECIAL

The Flight to the Festival
by chai7705

He's whizzing, zipping, flying on by
With his flit-and-fluttering wings
To make it back to Neopia Central
He looks like a tiny blip in the sky

"Who is it?," The Neopians inquire
As they watch from way down below
He stops at the top of a tree for a snack
"What fine taste in fruit," they laugh and admire

Now he's back up into the sky again
And he's making loop-de-loops in the clouds
Neopia Central is all gathered around
As this strange figure begins to descend

And now the crowd starts a hip-and-hooray
As the hum of his wings grow louder
He lands and flashes a great big grin
As Neopia cheers "Happy Buzz Day!"

A New Buzz Colour
by sophieninetyfive

As Buzz Day approaches 
One question is clear: 
Which new paint brush hue 
Will my Buzz get this year? 

Perhaps they'll be 8-bit, 
Or wraith, or pastel? 
An elderly Buzz 
Would be quite cool as well! 

Or maybe they'd rather 
Be sticky and sweet: 
A custard-type Buzz 
(Just make sure you don't eat!) 

Dimensional too 
Would be something to see 
I wonder what colour 
My Buzz will soon be! 

But one thing's for sure: 
Whether red, blue, or grey 
My Buzz is my Buzz 
And my Buzz he shall stay.

A Buzz's Day at Work
by allysalvador

Skeiths will eat almost anything, 
Cakes are their absolute fave! 
My job is to give them anything and,
Everything they crave.

But there are a small amount of foods, 
That don’t appeal to them. 
Foods that put them in horrible moods,
Foods that they condemn. 

Red, blue and glowing green jellies, 
Are foods makes them cry.
It gives them very sore bellies, 
So I ensure that these foods go ‘bye bye’! 

The blue jellies go in the blue vat, 
Gee, this is getting really fast, 
The red jellies go in the red vat, 
I wonder how long I’ll last! 

Finally, the green jellies go in the green vat, 
The conveyer belt is flying.
I need to get these yucky foods in stat, 
But this is unbelievably tyring! 

Then suddenly, a green jelly slips right past, 
And straight into the Skeiths mouth. 
I wait and wait for a blast, 
I knew this would head south. 

The Skeith opens his mouth and fire shoots out. 
He then freezes and starts to sob, 
This mistake will get me fired, no doubt,
Why did I ever take this job?

The Buzz's Fountain Paint Job
by xxsicklullabiesxx

Hello good friends!
My name is Luke and I'm a friendly buzz.
I was born way back in the Y8
My mommy says "just 'cause."

I, however, know a secret
My mommy never wanted me to know.
I was made for a certain faerie quest
For me to be painted snow.

I learned about a special fountain
That could change my color quick!
I also learned of a certain avatar,
I guess my mommy thinks she's slick.

She planned to paint me one quiet night
When Naia asked her for a hand
She brought an item to the faerie
To her fountain in Faerieland.

Naia granted her just one wish
To have a paint job just for me!
My mommy asked me what I wanted,
And I said "Paint me snowy!"

This day, of course, was so long ago
But I still remember the date.
It happened on the Festival of Buzz!
A day for species like me! How great!

Now mommy has a pretty avatar
And I am as cold as ice,
In my eyes, it was all worth it,
To look this white and nice.

The Stealthy Buzz
by icysnowe

Cold winter evenings beckon those who lurk;
Dark scurrying shadows cast against dingy walls.
A winged figure weaves through the dissipating crowd,
Crimson cloak donned, standing barely one foot tall.

The musky air is filled with hushed whispers,
Of items exchanged and bargains made.
The street sellers are wary to flaunt their wares — 
As such is the local black market trade.

The cloaked Stealthy Buzz is on a mission — 
His objective a great mystery.
His goal is of supreme importance,
This much is obvious to see.

Nudging, pushing and jostling around,
The cloaked Buzz picks up his pace.
His impatience is beginning to show,
Gathering glares of mild distaste.

Swoosh! Wings flutter as he gains speed;
He glances back in annoyance.
If only there was a silent way to travel,
Enough of this flamboyance!

The Cloaked One searches, excitement growing,
He swiftly changes directions.
Widening eyes upon sight of his precious prize,
The Stealthy Buzz has reached his destination.

He lifts the rare item for a quick inspection,
Flinching just slightly at the cost.
What — just what — has so enraptured this Buzz?
Why, fresh Tigersquash, of course!

A Buzz-y Fountain Faerie Visit
by alyndasgallery

One cold and blustery January Day,
The Fountain Faerie came to play.
She said she had but one request,
And offered me her special quest.

'Sir, I have an important job for you.
And a reward, when you are through.
Bring this item back to me,
And use my Rainbow Pool for free!'

So I purchased what she asked me for,
And presented myself back at her door.
The Fountain Faerie thanked me so,
And showed me just which way to go.

While standing at the Rainbow Pool,
I felt a little like a fool.
With all these amazing colours, what does,
One paint their favourite pet, the Buzz?

I want my Buzz to be one of a kind,
But the colour choice itself, I do not mind.
Should I go Plushie, Wraith or Grey,
Or paint him Stealthy for today?

After some time, I made my final choice,
And now we can all rejoice.
My Buzz is now a handsome shade,
Of rainbow hues, he'll never fade!

So if the Fountain Faerie visits you,
And you have yourself a pet Buzz too.
Pick your favourite colour shade,
And an avatar you'll get in trade!

The Buzz Foreman
by chavo_guerrero

Wow, that Skeith is hungry,
Will he every stop?
Doesn't matter what I feed him,
He eats up every drop!

I just keep on working,
In my jacket and my hat,
While he lies there chomping,
Without knife, or fork at that!

I sort his meals out, of course,
The Blueberry Jelly and such,
He gets some very nice desserts,
How can he eat so much?

I wish that I could nibble,
Upon a chocolate cake each day,
But I simply don't have time,
To stop my work for a buffet.

But, when the job is over,
And I am finally done,
I'm going to the kitchen,
So I can eat a ton!

Buzz vs. Worms
by amarettoball

In the caves of Moltara
Resided Lampwyck the Buzz
Who made one-of-a-kind lamps
That made kids marvel at what he does.

But his shop had a few problems:
And they were the pesky glowing worms
That the city liked to leave for the tourists
For a scavenger hunt riddled with germs.

These days, however,
Tourism was not booming
So the worms multiplied in hoards
Until they were like spring flowers blooming.

They ravaged Lampwyck's shop,
Leaving glowing trails on his wares.
"This is too much!" he cried
As they started munching on his chairs.

But then, Lampwyck noticed one day
As a worm fell into an open glass lamp,
Why, the worms glowed brighter
Than even the best Moltaran firedamp!

So Lampwyck miraculously ridded the town
Of these glowing pests
By using them to light his lamps instead
To sell to his shop's guests!