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The Neopian Times Week 15 > Short Stories > The Zafara Without Spikes

The Zafara Without Spikes

by zia2000

A little Zafara sat on her porch steps with her head in her hands, looking at the ground. She was thinking about school, I wish I could have spikes on my back, all the other Zafaras in my school do. If I had them, then they wouldn't all laugh at me and call me a baby anymore! Her name was Lola, and you see, she was the smallest in her neighbuorhood and at school and the only child in her family... To her, all being the youngest meant was having no back spikes, and that meant being picked on. But tomorrow I'm going to my cousins house and at least they won't pick on me!

The bus jolted to a halt, jarring Lola awake, she quietly took her bags out from the overhead compartment and stepped off of the bus. As the bus drove off, spewing thick gray smoke behind it, Lola looked at the house in front of her. It was a nice house, small, with a tree in front, the white picket fence and flower boxes made it look very homely and inviting. She checked the address, holding up a piece of paper with 2271 scribbled on it, it was the right one.

No sooner than she had knocked on the door a head appeared in one of the top story windows. She heard some shouts and thumping of feet and before she knew it, she was being lead into the house with 5 people all trying to talk at once and a tiny dog jumping up trying to lick her face. Inside they sat her down in a big comfy leather chair and all sat around her in a kind of semi circle, with her aunt and uncle sitting in chairs and her three older cousins on the floor all looking eagerly up at her.

When she was in bed she whispered to her cousin (she shared a room with her) all about how frustrating it was to not have any spikes and how everybody laughed at her.

"You have it lucky," her cousin replied. "We have to clean up after ourselves and take out the trash and fix our meals, except for dinner, and all kinds of horrible things like that!"

"Yea right, nobody's mom would make them do that, my mom makes all my meals and brings me drinks, that's how everybody gets it!" Lola replied quite indignant.

"Just watch, in the morning you'll see," her cousin said.

Lola woke up early in the morning to the smell of buttered toast and honey. When she got to the kitchen she noticed that her cousins were fixing their breakfast! They are probably just faking it, they'll stop later. Lola's aunt fixed her honey cover toast and bacon, then brought her orange juice, and once breakfast was done, the most unlikely thing happened her aunt told them all to make their beds! Lola could not believe it! That never happened to her! Then the thought began to creep into her head maybe my cousins are right, maybe I do get away with things because I have no spikes... But she shook her head and didn't think of it again, until later in the day, right before she went home...

Lola had packed all of her things up again and had gotten on the bus to go home, as she sat down, she opened her window to yell good-bye, and then, as the bus drove away, she heard it... Her aunt told her cousins loud and clear, to wash their dishes. It hit Lola like a giant gong in her ear, the thought had never occurred to before she came here, and suddenly she felt a wave of importance as she realized that she got pampered because she had no spikes.

That trip changed her whole attitude, and she never felt bad about being a Zafara without Spikes again.

The End

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