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The Neopian Times Week 119 > Continuing Series > Dropped from the Skies: Part Three

Dropped from the Skies: Part Three

by furbyfun

The next morning, when they'd had some rest, Shaylily suggested they look for the boat. They split up, each searching a different part of the coastline. Wings furiously flapped and feet flew over the ground as they examined every last bit of sand and water, even swimming into deep water to get a better look. However, when the five Shoyrus and the owner met up again at their campsite of sorts not one had found more than the sunny yellow oar StarSkyFire leaned on like a walking stick.

     "It's like someone stole it," commented Starilya.

     "Oh, right! And who'd want a stupid orange inflatable boat?" grumbled Shaylily sarcastically.

     "Maybe it's not so much for the boat as to strand us here. Someone might want us out of the way."

     "Like who? The FallingBlues?"

     "I don't know. They're the only pets we know that might do something like that, but maybe, for example, JC is mixed up in something sinister."

     "Hmmm... that could be possible," mused Shaylily. But who would want to hurt JC? Obviously, she had fallen from Faerieland, or perhaps been pushed off. Maybe whoever was responsible for that wanted the striped Shoyru, and most likely her Faerie as well, out of the way.

     Her thoughts were interrupted by a crashing sound from the forest, like someone pushing through tall grass. It was already loud, and was getting louder by the second.

     "Get back! It could be some kind of wild animal!" shrieked Starilya, hysterical, as a dark shape became visible in the trees.

     "Hello!" exclaimed an Island Kougra cheerfully as he jumped gracefully over a bush. "My name's Zuilian. Sorry if I frightened you! I hear you've lost your boat? I couldn't help overhearing your conversation."

     "Um, yes. It drifted away. Do you have one we could borrow?" asked StarSkyFire.

     "Yes, actually! I make boats. I have hundreds of boats. Come, and I'll show you." He started striding back into the jungle. Wondering if their unexpected source of help was to be trusted, the Shoyrus looked quizzically at Furbyfun. She shrugged, and started to follow him.

     Zuilian led them on a long, well-worn path through the palm trees and tall grass. "I come through here often," the Kougra explained. Finally, they saw a small hut with piles and piles of boats of all types around it.

     "This is where you live?" asked StarSkyFire incredulously. Furbyfun poked him in the side.

     "Don't be rude," she said. The Island Kougra laughed.

     "It's quite all right. I spend much more time on my boats than my house." That said, he held the door open and gestured for them to enter.

     Inside, the hut was even smaller than it looked. Dust decorated every surface, Spyders' webs hung in the corner with the Spyders themselves skittering across the ceiling, and piles of boat parts took up almost every bit of space. "Don't worry, we can go up to my room," came a voice from below their knees.

     "Why, Lilluai, have some manners and introduce yourself!" exclaimed Zuilian.

     "Who's Lilluai?" questioned Shaylily.

     A Flishy flew up to their eye level, bouncing up and down in midair. "I'm Lilluai!" she shouted excitedly, adding, "I'm Zuilian's petpet! I can talk, though, unlike most petpets. Isn't it great?"

     "Yeah... great..." said Shaylily, sky-blue eyes bobbing like yo-yos as she followed the Faerie petpet's midair movements. "We're looking for a boat. Any boat, as long as it can get us to Mystery Island."

     "No problem! I think you'll want a motorboat, since I presume you're not all too interested in rowing?" asked Lilluai with a twinkle in her eye, looking directly at Starilya.

     "How did you know that?" asked the bewildered Shoyru, green eyes wide. How could that petpet know she hated rowing?

     "We Petpets -- particularly Faerie Petpets -- pick up things. For example, I understand you are an inventor?" said the Flishy, gesturing at StarSkyFire. His storm-grey eyes widened, and he nodded furiously.

     Zuilian picked up a scrap of paper from the cluttered floor. Muttering to himself, he studied the paper. After a moment, he lowered it and, with one sunny yellow paw, pointed through a doorway at a pile of metal boats on the edge of the yard. "Those are the motorized boats. What you do to run one is sit in it and light the string at the back, and it'll take you anywhere- and quickly too -- as long as the fire's still burning."

     "Isn't that dangerous?" asked Furbyfun, fearing for her books. "We have a lot of things to take with us, and some of them are highly combustible." She looked directly at her shadow Shoyru, knowing that he'd insisted on bringing his portable workbench, which included several flammable chemicals.

     "Not in the least. The flame is enclosed in a fireproof cube, with the only opening facing away from the rest of the boat. You won't even be able to heat food over it, let alone start a blaze."

     "Okay, we'll take it. How do we return it? Even if we wanted to keep it, we couldn't accept it."

     "When you're done with it, just set it loose on the sea, and it will find its way back to me."

     Less than half an hour later, they were back on Mystery Island, thanks in part to Azamanti, whose flames were magical and therefore burned better and faster than regular fire. This had got them back in half the time, which everyone appreciated later on when they were unloading the boat during the time that would have otherwise been spent sailing.

     Once they'd unpacked, the five Shoyrus and their owner- JC was starting to think of Furbyfun as an owner- headed for the ferry to Neopia Central, all carrying heavy boxes.

     "I refuse to leave!" shouted the striped Shoyru, dropping the four boxes she had been carrying. They were picked up and thrown into the luggage chute by a few loading Skeiths, but nobody noticed; they were too busy staring at JC. "I have to find my Faerie, and here on Mystery Island is the most likely place in all Neopia for her to be!"

     Shaylily sighed in exasperation, noticing a shadow in the forest of palm trees as she put down her boxes, which were also loaded onto the boat. Perhaps it was just an oddly shaped tree, but the disco Shoyru somehow knew that shadow was a symbol of something sinister. "JC, come on! The boat's leaving in five minutes!"

     "I don't care! I'm staying!"

     As a last resort, Shaylily shouted, "Oh, look! It's Chet Flash!"

     The striped Shoyru's head twisted around. "Where?"

     "Come on!" The disco Shoyru grabbed her by the waist, half-carrying, half-dragging her onto the ship. The ramp was retracted, and it began to pull away from the dock. Although unseen by the occupants, three shadowy figures ran from the trees and jumped onto the ferry just as it left, hanging off a Shoyru Grappling Hook (although none were Shoyrus) latched onto a crack in the rivets. The three waited, hidden by the curvature of the vessel, for the anticipated long and bumpy ride to come to an end.

     An hour and a half later, the ride ended. A large crowd strode off the ramp, most carrying luggage. This included Furbyfun and her pets, who were all struggling under the weight of weighty bags and boxes. Preoccupied with the activity of carrying their loads, they remained silent as they exited the ship.

     Once the other passengers had gone, the three shadows dislodged the hook. Predictably, they fell into the water with a loud splash! Climbing onto the dock, the trio donned Invisihats and vanished from sight.

     At their Neohome, an owner and her Shoyrus dropped their packages at the door and sighed in relief. Four of the five Shoyrus ran upstairs, JC choosing to come with Shaylily because her cloud room sounded the most like her Faerieland home. Aerolani, however, stayed behind to read a book on the couch.

     With a bang, the door was thrown open and two Dark Faeries, who were the Uber Dark Faerie and another Aerolani didn't recognize, along with a Faerie Meerca. The three stood just outside. "Where's Jadecrystal?" asked the unfamiliar one, looking quite hostile.

     "What?" asked the white Shoyru, fighting to keep a confused look on her face

     "You're a good actor, Shoyru, but not that good. We know she's here," snapped the Uber Dark Faerie.

     "What are you talking about? Who's this Jadecrystal person?"

     "Don't play dumb. We followed you all the way here. Jadecrystal's that white-winged Shoyru you walked home with, who happens to be the former pet of the Uber Air Faerie."

     "Well, I don't know what you're talking about. Who are you, anyway?"

     "As for ourselves, I am Damiyé, the Uber Dark Faerie, and this is my sister Mysinell. The Meerca is my Neopet." She gestured at her companions; first Mysinell, who was tall with messy purple hair, and then her Meerca, hiding behind her owner's leg with a long tail wrapped around it.

     Satisfied with their explanation, but still not wanting them in the Neohome, the white Shoyru threw the door shut. Just before it closed, it was flung open again and the Dark Faeries walked inside.

     "We're not leaving without Jadecrystal," said Mysinell, "she's caused us a great deal of trouble."

     Aerolani stared helplessly as the clearly evil, or at least evil-intentioned, Faeries strode into her home. She turned and ran up the stairs to warn her siblings and owner, and JC especially. Surprisingly enough, the Faeries didn't even turn around to grab her. Panting like a Gelert, she told everyone to meet in Shaylily's room and not to leave. Once everyone was in the cloud room, she told them what was going on downstairs.

     JC was the first to react, breaking the stunned silence of everyone else. "Damiyé and Mysinell are here?" she asked in terror and disbelief.

     "I don't care who they are, or what they want, they are not welcome in our Neohome! We have to get them out!" exclaimed Shaylily, the biggest battler of the family. The other five residents agreed, and grabbed their weapons -- with the exception of Furbyfun since she was an owner and therefore had no Neopian weapons, and JC because she was obviously what they were after -- to fight off the Dark Faeries.

To be continued...

Previous Episodes

Dropped from the Skies: Part One

Dropped from the Skies: Part Two

Dropped from the Skies: Part Four

Dropped from the Skies: Part Five

Dropped from the Skies: Part Six

Dropped from the Skies: Part Seven

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