The summer had only reached its beginning, and yet Neopia
had brought out so many new and interesting things within the past few days.
The Rainbow Fountain had just been re-released for the third time, and everyone
was quite interested in painting themselves new colors for one reason or another.
It was a Tuesday afternoon, and after having his ordeal with yet another "sign"
from Maraqua, Krawker_oth and his owner, apparent, were busily hurrying to Faerieland
in order to reach the fountain. Krawker had argued against it earlier that morning
- he had owned a spotted color for as long as he could remember, and although
jumping into a pool of water was his favorite thing to do, the thought of doing
that made him quite afraid.
"Do we have to go?" the Krawk wailed as
he and his owner quickly jogged down the sidewalks of Main Street, in order
to catch the next bus heading towards the air balloon ports for Faerieland.
The cemented ground was rather hot upon the soles of his feet due to the humid
weather outside, and every so often he could see a piece of gum stuck to it's
surface or even a dropped ice cream cone.
Apparent sighed and continued to quickly travel
towards the bus stop, trying to ignore Krawker's inquiry, although she knew
that she had to face him sometime. The Rainbow Fountain seemed like a good idea
to her, at least -- who could reject a free opportunity to paint their pets?
"Yes, we have to go, Krawker. At least to check it out, I don't want to be left
behind on anything."
So it was said. Krawker didn't dare argue anymore,
for his owner was pretty easy to be angered in this hot weather. The bus stop
finally came into view and unfortunately a long line of Neopets and their owners
were already lined up there. Everyone seemed to want to head to Faerieland that
afternoon, despite the overly humid weather and the small chance of actually
getting anything as a reward at the prominent fountain of water way up in the
sky. Apparent stepped in the last spot on line, and Krawker followed although
he didn't seem to have his mind in the right place. His eyes observed the different
Neopets on the line and began imagining a number of things.
The sticky air suddenly became windy and a familiar
scent of salty seawater became present within the atmosphere. Krawker blinked
and held his owner's hand, quite surprised by the sudden change of smell. No
one else seemed to notice it except himself. Krawker shifted his weight uncomfortably
upon the surface of his feet and bit his bottom lip, wondering if he was just
hallucinating again or if this time these eerie signs were true.
"Hey ma -- do you smell that salt in the air?"
he asked quickly towards his owner who was busily walking forward in the line
as the bus pulled up, not wanting to lose their spot. Unfortunately she did
not seem to hear his question and Krawker was just left to assume that he was
the only one that smelled it, another hallucination yet again.
The interior of the city bus was quite jammed
with travelers, and no seats were left by the time the Krawk and his owner stepped
inside. A silver pole was still available and the two quickly scrambled over
to it, grasping its cold surface as the bus began to move. Apparent was quite
glad that they had made the trip, and began making it quite obvious that she
was practically ecstatic about going to Faerieland, somewhat like a small Neopet
being excited about having the privilege to stay up late on the weekends or
anything similar. She smiled and patted Krawk's head with one of her sweaty
hands and proclaimed, "Well, we've made it! I'm so happy for me-- I mean, us,
this will certainly be something to enjoy."
Krawker groaned and sat mindlessly on the floor.
His owner acted as if they'd never been to Faerieland before, and it was driving
him crazy. As he looked up, every seemed to be staring at him. Krawker noticed
a few people in the back who seemed to be weaving play crowns out of..
No. Not again. He was dreaming, and he knew it.
The atmosphere of the city bus turned from average to spooky as each Neopet
on the bus sported large, hideous scales. Some began to sprout tails while others
scratched at the gills beginning to grow out of their sides. A small Aisha began
to wriggle happily on the ground, dirtying her blue gray skin. Krawker's pulse
began to speed up and beads of perspiration fell down each of his temples. The
passengers on either side of the bus now smiled as they continued to stare,
and a long, slimy piece of seaweed fell on his head..
"Krawker!" his owner called as he snapped back
into consciousness. The inside of the bus was empty, apparently it had pulled
over already, and his owner was now at the back exit waiting for her Neopet
to follow. As he managed to steady himself after his dream, Krawker stood upon
his wobbly legs and left the bus with his owner leading quickly ahead.
"Here's the air balloons, Krawker. It'll take
us five minutes to get up into the sky and then we can pay a visit to that fountain."
The small Krawk frowned with annoyance towards
his owner, and then went back to thinking. He could barely tell his dreams apart
from real life now, and they were becoming freakishly frequent, somewhat like
a part of his daily life. However everything that happened didn't seem to make
any sense whatsoever. But one thing was easy to recognize -- the closer Maraqua's
existence became, the more he began to imagine these things..
He shook his head and began to swiftly bound
towards the red hot air balloon his owner had taken a seat in. The air balloons
hadn't been around for very long, but they had quickly become a popular way
to travel to Faerieland in a short amount of time. The balloon guide, a rather
hefty Lenny, smiled and helped Krawker into the basket of the balloon. Apparent
frowned at his slight tardiness as the guide blabbed on, explaining the rules
of safety and precaution. Krawker offered an innocent look towards his owner
as the air balloon began to ascend into the sky. The ride was rather calming,
and to his surprise Krawker received no hallucinations.
As predicted Faerieland was an absolute mess
-- people and Neopets were everywhere. Krawker held tightly onto Apparent's
hand as they did their best to scramble over to the Rainbow Fountain. It took
several minutes and a few falls to arrive there, but they made it in one piece.
Krawker noticed that there was no line leading to the fountain, and right away
that seemed too strange. Apparent ran up to the Faerie that was stationed at
the fountain quite excitedly.
"Hey, I came to ask you about what's going on
with the Rainbow Fountain..." she began, and the Faerie smiled and began explaining
to Apparent what she had probably explained to hundreds of people before. Krawker,
on the other hand, paid no heed to what was going on with the Faerie, for he
had become quite drawn to the large fountain of water. There seemed to be no
magic within its contents, but the water itself was completely pure and transparent,
somewhat majestic and of course, rather attractive..
As Krawker snapped out of his thoughts, a green
Acara snuck up behind him. Krawker turned around, rather surprised, but the
Acara squealed and pushed the Krawk into the water. A large splash sprayed the
surface of the clouds below, and sent the rather dumbfounded Krawk back first
into the fountain. Underwater, his body felt limp, and the fountain water carried
his body swiftly to the surface after being held on the bottom for several moments.
Krawker slowly opened his eyes and peered around him, finding that it looked
like he were in a world made entirely or water, with the sun's rays illuminating
the transparent contents upon which he was now dipped in. As much as he wanted
to stay underwater, he knew he had to get up. Krawker rolled over onto his belly
and used his legs on the bottom of the fountain to help himself back out of
When he exited, Apparent was just waving goodbye
to the Faerie, both of which did not notice his dip into the rainbow fountain.
As Apparent headed towards Krawker in order to leave, her expression widened
at his appearance. She bit her bottom lip with concern, unsure of what had happened.
"Hey, Krawk', we've gotta get you to the doctor right now." Apparent took his
paw and lead him towards the air balloon port once again.
Krawker did not understand. However, once a few
points and stares were made in his general direction, he received an idea of
what was going on. Slowly, the Krawk looked down towards the paw opposite of
the one his owner was grasping.
It was a hideous shade of green, and the joints
upon his paw were now tentacle -- like stubs. He, too, had been struck with
the Maraquan fever.
Or perhaps he was just dreaming again.