| Also by adoriblelapin
“Gee, that’s the last time I do that,” mused Blizzy
aloud, hardly glancing at the Pant Devil.
Miff squeaked and hid behind Blizzy for cover,
mumbling in fright. “You summoned them… now Neopia is doomed!” At this,
Blizzy leaned over to Miff and reminded her what the Pteri messenger had said
about the beasts appearing more often.
Meanwhile, the Pant Devil sneered menacingly
at them and then began to hover around them, swirling in all directions. Miff
ducked, fearing the worst once again, while her Flotsam friend did nearly the
opposite.
Blizzy waited a minute, as the Pant Devil neared
them, hovering lower. She then plunged her slippery water-resistant body to
him, slamming him to the grass beneath them.
“Hey you, Pant Devil!” Blizzy yelled into his
non-existent ears. The blue thief was mortified. His captor continued, “Quit
scaring my friend! Why don’t you just lay your devilish claws off us and go
back to where you belong!”
Unknowingly to her Flotsam partner, Miff shivered
behind Blizzy, staring at the opposite direction. She squeaked in fear, as a
thick, sticky material fell upon the two friends. Blizzy only had a second to
acknowledge the happenings before the Pant Devil vanished from her grasp and
floated round once again.
“What’s this?” snarled a cold, raspy voice. Blizzy
and Miff rubbed the web off of their eyes to gain back vision, seeing the web
making was none other than the Spider Grundo himself. “The Panty taking advantage
of a bunch of Neopians?”
A green blob, Meuka, came from behind and whacked
the Grundo with his tail. “Come on,” he hissed. “Leave Panty alone. We should
get moving.”
And with that, the two left, leaving the Pant
Devil looking humiliated. Miff and Blizzy looked at each other, puzzled, and
scared to their wits. They glanced at the Pant Devil, who hovered over them
and tossed them a blue pillow.
“There’s for standing up to others unlike what
I do,” he sniffed sadly, and flew off.
Blizzy sighed, and said, “You know, somehow I
feel sorry for that guy. He must be like us; lost and confused.” An idea flashed
in Blizzy’s mind. “Hey, Pant Devil!” she shouted, waving her fins frantically.
The Pant Devil veered back and zoomed toward
them. “What is it?” he questioned excitedly, relieved to finally be noticed
in a good way.
“How would you like to help us a bit?” asked
Blizzy, a grin upon her face. The Pant Devil looked puzzled for a moment, and
she continued, “We’re looking for the book of the Gallery of Evil. We’ll need
someone’s help, and I guess it could be you.”
“What will you give me in return?” wondered the
Pant Devil.
“In return…” muttered Blizzy. She looked at
Miff, who shrugged slightly, looking worried, as usual. “We’ll make you the
greatest villain in Neopia.”
The Pant Devil, too eager to ponder how, whirled
around in the sky, and hovered beside them, looking much happier than usual,
a (evil) smile on his face. After prodding them and asking them repeatedly what
they do first, and them replying they did not know, the messenger Pteri flew
toward them.
“The Pant Devil!” he exclaimed, pointing.
Miff nodded, as Blizzy said, “Relax. He’s on
our side now.”
Sighing in relief, the messenger said what he
was sent to say. “Tomorrow, there will be a meeting for the Faerie Queen, Fyora.
It will be held in Faerieland, and tomorrow morning we will transport you there.
Good luck with handling yourself for the rest of today!”
The Pteri then flew off, leaving a trail of dust
behind him. The Pant Devil continued to grin, flying about. Miff was worried
about him, and about the meeting tomorrow. Afraid that they would mess up, she
questioned rapidly, “What if we don’t make it? What if we fall into the ocean
on our way there? What if Fyora is in a bad mood? What if—? What if—?”
That night, Miff and Blizzy huddled into their
bed of leaves and looked at the stars above them. The Pant Devil was off for
his nightly hunt for items. Miff looked to her side, at Blizzy, and whimpered.
“It’ll be alright, Miff. In fact, it will be
better than all right. We’ll be rich, and we’ll never have the Pant Devil to
steal all those things from us again!” reassured Blizzy happily, preventing
herself from hopping off the bed and dancing around into the night. “It’ll be
fabulous.”
Miff whimpered again, although this time with
a hint of hope. She looked up once again to the sky, watching the stars, hearing
the soft breeze around her. As Blizzy slept, her Cybunny friend took a glance
at her, sighed a sigh of relief, and too slept.
***
Morning arrived, and Blizzy began a continuous action of yawns. Miff searched
around for some items to bring to their meeting, when the Pant Devil appeared
from above.
“Ah, that was a very busy night. I believe I’ve
done much more than usual!” the Pant Devil said proudly. “And soon I will be
called the greatest villain in all of Neopia!” He began to cackle as evilly
as he possibly could, when a voice came from behind.
“And how will that happen, with you helping
a bunch of Faeries and regular Neopets?” questioned a voice, which came from
a creature who looked slightly like an Acara.
The Pant Devil whirled around, as Blizzy and
Miff stared, stunned at their site. The Pant Devil staggered back, “V—Vira…”
“That’s right! The most beautiful Neopet villain
in Neopia speaking!” boasted Vira, sneering. “Aren’t I just beautiful?”
Vira looked at the Pant Devil, who stared back,
frightened. The Pant Devil squeaked, leaving Vira looking angry. Finally, Blizzy
said courageously, “You aren’t the most—”
Miff nudged Blizzy, and finally spoke. “To tell
you the truth, you are beautiful,” she said truthfully. Vira did say
the most beautiful villain, and there weren’t many beautiful villains out there
in Neopia.
“Thank you!” retorted Vira, unfolding her wings.
“I must go now, so continue on with your business.”
And with that, Vira took off into the morning
sky.
The Pant Devil glanced at the two stunned Neopets.
“Thanks for lending the hand there. I dare not speak a lie, and I think Jhudora’s
actually quite the—”
“Yeah, yeah,” interrupted Blizzy, seeing the
messenger Pteri in the distance. “Our ride is here!”
“Did someone just say something about Jhudora?”
questioned the Pteri suspiciously, eying the Pant Devil, even after his soft
“no”. “Well, follow me. We’ll be traveling by air today.”
Suddenly, a large puff of cloud zoomed by. Blizzy
hopped on it immediately, and told Miff to do the same. After the Pant Devil
was finally seated, and was ushered by all three other Neopians, Miff finally
clambered on, regretting her action the minute she did so.
The cloud carried them across the lands, the
scenes flashing by in miraculous colors. Blurs of colors passed by, making Blizzy
watch in awe, as Miff hid under her scrawny paws. The Pant Devil, being used
to traveling in air, lay down on the cloud coolly.
At long last, the trio and the messenger arrived
at Faerieland. The got off the cloud and marched to the tower. As the Pteri
ushered them hurriedly, they did not have much chance to look around the building.
Finally, they arrived in the meeting room, and were shoved in rapidly, the doors
closed behind them.
To be continued...
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