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Neopia's Fill in the Blank News Source | 29th day of Running, Yr 26
The Neopian Times Week 8 > Short Stories > The Beauty on the Inside

The Beauty on the Inside

by Loves_Last_Hope

Samantha200519 woke up one morning to an evil laugh. She stood up straight in bed and looked around. A purple Zafara, Kinsey1259, was perched on her bedside table.

Samantha’s owner walked in, and petted Kinsey. “Hi, baby, you waking up?” she asked softly.

“What is that THING… on my table?” Samantha shrieked. Samantha was a Silver Poogle, and USED to be Linna’s only pet, and her pride and joy.

“Well, honey, I woke up this morning, and I felt in the giving mood. I went to the pound, and I found little baby Kinsey, and I couldn’t let her go. Sam, she’s the little sister you dreamed of!” Linna, her owner, whispered.

Samantha looked at Kinsey, whose purple eyes flashed evilly. Oh yeah, she thought sarcastically, I always wanted a little purple pest who’s eyes glow in the dark. Samantha pulled the cover over her head and went back to sleep.

Over the days, and weeks, Linna was becoming under Kinsey’s power. Linna only did things for little babykins Kin-Kin. Samantha was soon forgotten.

Kinsey was now a vibrant Fire Zafara. Hey… Samantha had been dreaming of being painted Split, Starred, or Faerie for quite some time now. And Linna promised that once she got enough for any of them, she’d get one…

Kinsey quickly gobbled up her Turkey Dinner, Pepperoni Power! Pizza, and Rainbow Negg.

Samantha looked at her plate of Maggot Stew, a Stuffed Frog, and Chewing Dung. No way! She was NOT going to eat that… Kinsey was having her usual dinner. Samantha slumped down in her seat… things just could NOT get any worse… or so she thought.

Kinsey giggled as she played with Samantha’s Angel Chia Plushie and Model Uni.

Samantha reached out for her favourite toy, the Rainbow Fuzzle, but Linna snatched it away.

“No! That’s Kinsey’s now!” She cackled an evil cackle, which was really a small giggle.

Samantha cried herself to sleep that night.

***

Samantha woke up to see Kinsey perched at her bedside table again, and Linna beside her. Linna was holding something behind her back, wearing a grim expression on her face. “Just do it!” Kinsey hissed. Her eyes glowed.

Linna walked over to Samantha’s bed and shoved a Kacheek Transmogrification Potion down her throat.

Samantha coughed and choked and sputtered as she began to deform. Her brain bulged out of her body, and her once friendly eyes glowed red.

Linna gasped at her, horrified. She picked up Kinsey and Samantha and ran off to the Neopian Pound.

Linna panted. “Hi, Dr_Death, I would like you to this little one.” She pointed at Samantha, whose fangs glistened in the florescent lighting.

“Okay, that will be 120 Neopoints.” Linna handed him 200. “Thanks for getting rid of her!” she shouted, and made her way into the Adopt-A-Pet section, looking for Sam’s replacement.

Dr_Death tossed her in a cage with a Rainbow Shoyru.

“Hi, I’m Samantha, I love your Rainbow coat. How did you end up in the pound?” Sam inquired.

The Shoyru blinked back tears. “My mum had to give up NeoPets, her cable provider was too expensive. She took every last Neopoint today to paint me and make me have a marvelous day… what an awful way to end it,” she sniffed.

A fourteen-year-old girl slouched in. Her eyes widened when she saw the Rainbow Shoyru. She grabbed her, strangled her in a hug, and said, “Hi, I’m going to be your new owner. Call me Sandy!” She tossed the Uni receptionist at the desk a bag of Neopoints, and the Rainbow Shoyru gave her a quick wave and disappeared through the double doors leading out of the pound.

Samantha sat there, in her cold cell, waiting. Dr_Death came up to her again. “Dinner time!” he grumbled and gave her a Bitten Red Apple. Much better than her last “meal”. She gobbled it up. “Sir, may I please have another helping?”

For the first time that day, Dr_Death smiled. “Of course you may!” He handed her some Cherries and Apple Juice. She drank it, and gulped down the Cherries.

“Thank you, Dr_Death. You are an amazing pet, you ought to know that.” He smiled again and went out handing pets their meals.

The Uni receptionist came up, holding a young mutated Kiko in her hand.

“Here, dear Frezno391910, you’ll be safe here.” The Uni winked and went back to her desk.

The double doors of the pound opened. Two friendly looking young girls, exact mirror images of each other, walked in, talking and giggling up a storm.

“Excuse me, Miss, sorry to bother you, but do you have any mutants available?” The dark, curly haired girl, Love, questioned.

“Yes, we do! In fact, it’s your lucky day… we have two for you to choose from!”

The other girl squealed, and they slapped hands.

“Right this way please!” said the Uni, directing them towards Samantha and Frezno’s cage. “Not often do people want to adopt mutated pets. You girls are lifesavers for them. So, if you don’t mind me asking, what attracts you to them? Why do you like them?”

“Well,” Angel began, “We don’t necessarily like them. In fact we think they are hideous… see, we run a nonprofit guild in effort to help save mutated pets in the pound… they know they deserve better then being locked up here for all eternity, so we decided that we want to help them have a better life. We run United Angels, together we save mutants!”

Love nodded. “In fact, we’re getting really popular, it’s getting quite fun to adopt mutants, it’s not a chore that we do…” She trailed off, because they were at the cage of the two mutants.

“Frezno and Samantha? Gosh, we’ll take them both!” Angel opened the lock to the cage and Sam and Frez bounced into her arms.

“Aw… you poor darlings! Are you hungry?” Both pets nodded.

“Let’s go get something to eat… but first, let’s go to our Safety Deposit Box…” Love trailed off mysteriously.

The girls punched in their security number, and entered the huge room full of items galore! Love walked over to a computer and typed in “Magical Purple Poogle Toy”. One was warped to them.

Angel picked it up. “Here Sammy!” she said to Samantha. “Your description said you used to be a Poogle… a silver Poogle, am I correct?” Samantha nodded eagerly. “Now play with this… it may tingle, but I assure you, it’s totally safe!” Samantha giggled and hugged the Poogle.

She began to morph. She became shorter, her eyes went off to the sides, and her fangs got smaller. In less than a few seconds, she was a cute Purple Poogle. They all oohed and aahed.

Samantha jumped into Angel’s arms. Then she ran over and hugged Love, her new purple coat gleaming in the sun.

Frezno watched all this misty-eyed. Samantha’s life had changed in an instant… would he be so lucky?

Love seemed to be reading his mind. “We didn’t forget you, li'l guy! Here ya go!”

She took him in her arm and led him to the rainbow pool. Soon he was a little White Chia. He squealed in delight.

“Our job here is done,” Angel whispered to Love.

The two played with toys and ate loads of food, and were given healing potions and good wishes.

“Uh oh…” Samantha said. “This is the way to the p-p-pound… you don’t like us anymore?” A tear caressed her cheek.

Angel stooped down to her level. “Nuh uh! We do love you, so very much. But that’s what we do. We save mutated pets, like you, make them a lot nicer looking, and then we put them back in the pound in hope of saving them all!” Angel stepped back and kissed her forehead. Then she did the same with Frezno. Love gave both a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and gave them good wishes and confidence.

They walked up to Dr_Death. “Hi, sir. We’d like to a-a-abandon these pets.” Love trembled, giving each pet a last good-bye kiss.

“Okay, girls! I could have sworn I’ve seen you before….” Dr_Death trailed off, handing the two pets to the Uni.

“We come here often to save mutated pets. If you didn’t know, that was Samantha and Frezno. We got them earlier today.”

“Yes, yes, I do remember now. Well the best of luck to you now!” Dr_Death said, and waved good-bye.

Angel and Love started home. What a day, what a day… they were going to curl up by the fireplace with A_Flutter_Of_Hope with some new books, and read to her till she fell asleep.

The End

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