Darkness concealed every room, the small NeoHome was completely absent of life,
unless you counted the four small PetPets. Sprinter was perched comfortably
on one of the kitchen cabinets, a large smirk plastered on his face. The bright
yellow Doglefox had been sitting there for the better part of the day watching
Mickey pace throughout the NeoHome. Without her owner there she was in charge
and was taking it very seriously.
The small Babaa charged from one room to another checking for all possible
danger. As she marched past the kitchen Sprinter clasped his paw over his mouth
to keep from laughing, she glared at him coldly. "What are you doing up there?
You'd better not fall off. I'm sure I'll get blamed for it!" she shouted up
him.
Sprinter rolled his eyes playfully and said, "Oh please, take a chill pill,
Mick." Laughing, Sprinter continued, "What's with the whole boot camp thing
anyway?"
Mickey shot a look at him but decided not to answer instead charging down the
hallway, leaving him giggling to himself.
Halfway down the hall Mickey passed Alex's room--it was dark and scary, painted
black and full of Sticks N Stones' merchandise. Mickey was terrified to even
walk in; she never couldn't understand how Sprinter managed to actually SLEEP
in it. Suddenly something deep inside the bowels of Alex's room caught Mickey's
eye, something was moving. Mickey gasped and spun around to inspect her surroundings.
Across the living room Spinx was curled up on the windowsill while Plinky gnawed
relentlessly on the coffee table. Nothing unusual in here she thought, but what
could be in that room? Mickey blinked hard in hopes to get a better look but
it was just too dark, with a long heavy sigh she took a shaky step into the
dark.
She walked carefully and slowly, manoeuvring around dirty laundry and multiple
things that Sprinter had ripped to shreds. Nearing the other side of the room
her foot got caught on Alex's Sticks N Stones jacket and was sent flying face
first into the bedside table. A dark form leap out from behind the table and
let out a loud screech. Mickey blinked in surprise as it rushed out the door
into the living room, still stunned she clumsily jumped up and rushed after
the intruder.
Spinx looked up sleepily. "What the?" he yawned as he saw Mickey charging
after a small purple creature. Plinky let go of the coffee table long enough
to watch the purple blur smack straight into him. The tiny Meep-it flew through
the air, landing right on the oncoming Babaa.
"PPEEPP!!" Plinky wailed as he and Mickey tumble across the floor knocking
into the coffee table and sending everything on it flying. Spinx, smiling to
himself l, watched sleepily as the unknown creature waddled quickly into Leafves'
bedroom.
Sprinter walked in and surveyed the mess. The table was knocked over, everything
that was on it was scattered everywhere, the rug was all wrinkled and out of
place, while Mickey and Plinky lay on the floor in what could only be described
as a freak twister accident.
Sprinter stepped over the two PetPets and looked up at Spinx. "Hey Spinx… uh...
what happened?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
Spinx blinked slowly and pointed a paw to Leafves' room. Confused Sprinter
crept up to the door, inside the room was complete mess. Well, more than usual.
The desk was knocked over and all the stuff on it was now everywhere, the blankets
on the bed where hanging over the side of the mattress and the full length mirror
was knocked over and shattered. Sprinters eyes were wide as he scanned the room
then he focused on the small creature swinging from the ceiling.
"Hey Spinx, you do know there's a… whatever in here?" he shouted nervously,
"and it trashed Mick and Leafves' room."
"It's a Snarhook," Spinx shouted back calmly. The Snarhook leapt from the ceiling
and sailed over Sprinters head, Sprinter's hair stood up on his back as the
little creature ran into the kitchen. "Great…."
It had been over an hour and the Snarhook wouldn't leave, it had been running
all over the house, knocking over anything that it came across. Sprinter had
abandoned his tough guy attitude a long time ago and was now whimpering behind
Spinx on the couch, and as usually Spinx was sleeping. Mickey had dragged out
a white board and was drawing out a complex plan to remove the intruder before
their owners got back from school, and Plinky was still lying unconscious on
the floor. After a while Mickey finally spoke, "Okay, me gots a plan!" Sprinter
looked up hopefully, wiping tears from his face. "Okay, all we have to do is
get a bag, put the Snarhook in it, and put the bag in the discard bin!!" Mickey
cheered looking quite proud of herself.
Sprinter simply raised an eyebrow, "That's the dumbest thing me has ever heard!!"
he snapped. "I have a much better idea."
"Oh yeah, right…." Spinx muttered in his sleep.
Soon there was a box in the middle of the room. It was held up by a small
stick and tied to the stick was a carrot. Behind the couch you could hear Sprinter
giggling evilly, "This is the greatest idea me's ever had!" Sprinter exclaimed
quietly as he could managed.
Mickey rolled her eyes, and said, "I liked my discard bin idea better." She
pouted.
As the two PetPets argued Spinx peered out from behind the couch and watched
Plinky walking uneasily toward the box. "Uh guys?" he said with a yawn, "are
we trying to catch Plinky, or the Snara-whatever?"
Sprinter blinked. "The Snarhook, uh, why?"
"Oh well, does Plinky know that?"
Plinky was now gingerly nibbling on the carrot, smiling from freakishly small
to ear freakishly small ear. "Plinky!!" Sprinter growled between clenched teeth,
"What the heck are you DOING!?" Plinky blinked innocently and continued chewing.
Mickey, who was now completely bored with the whole box idea, rolled her eyes
as Sprinter tried to coax Plinky any from his 'great invention'. As she rolled
her eyes she noticed something above her, the Snarhook was sitting on the back
of the couch staring down at her. With a loud yelp she jumped back, smacking
into the couch and sending it toppling over. The small Snarhook sailed through
the air and once again managed to pick Plinky as a landing spot, two PetPets
hit the back of the box causing it to slam to ground. Sprinter leapt up and
barked a loud victory cry as Mickey glanced around nervously, Spinx wandered
over lazily toward the box and began poking it with his paw. "Now what?"
"Well, uhh..." Sprinter began blinking, "now we uh… take it outside!!" Mickey
sighed heavily. "But Plinky's inside it, we can't leave him there."
"Yea we can. No one liked him anyway…" Sprinter trailed off, his confidence
had come back and he was now determined to recapture his lost pride. He promptly
grasped the corner of the box in his mouth and pulled with all his might toward
the door.
Mickey followed curiously. "Are you just gonna leave it on the lawn? Don't
you think someone while see it?"
Sprinter sighed, "Duh that's the point!! You know how people around here take
whatever they find on the ground, food Neopoints, Codestones, boxes full of
annoying PetPets, that's the beauty of my plan."
Mickey scrunched up her nose as Sprinter dragged the box into the middle of
the front lawn, he then bolted back toward the house and jumped through the
small PetPet door. Mickey looked over to see him watching her and the box through
the front window, giving her a thumbs up.
Mickey sat down beside Sprinter on the windowsill and they both watched the
box. Within seconds, a large blue Lupe wandered past the box.
"All right!! Random Events rule!!"
He snatched up the box and rushed down the street. Sprinter said to himself,
"Oh yea, I'M the greatest. Now onto phase two."
He hopped off the couch and rushed into the kitchen. Mickey followed close
behind and watched as Sprinter struggled to pull the broom off its wall hook.
"If your planing to clean the house with that broom I think you'll need a much
bigger one," she said casually.
Sprinter glared back at her. "Are you gonna help me or not?"
Mickey looked down the hall nervously as Sprinter gnawed on the broom handle.
"Sprinter it's not going to work…"
"We have to figure out another wa..."
"Hey guys, I'm home!!" boomed a voice from the front door.
"Hey guys, Mick did the Pant Devil come by for a rematch?" He laughed as he
walked in, instantly tripping on the hat rack. He slammed to the ground , "Heyyyyyy,
what's this doing on the ground?"
Flame peeked in and said, "My goodness every thing's all messy!!" He peeped
and rushed over to Spinx, who purred loudly.
Alex glared down at Sprinter who whimpered and pointed a paw to Mickey, who
was now hiding behind the broken coffee table.
Shoyryna screeched, "Where's my PLINKY!?!"
Sprinter snickered under his breathe. Leafves smiled over to Mickey who was
timidly peeking over to him.
"Mick, what happened?" he asked with a calm but shaky voice.
Alex and Flame were attempting to move the coffee table when they heard someone
outside. Alex looked up and was greeted with Plinky flying through the open
window.
"Here take this stupid fluff ball back," the Lupe growled, taking off his ear
muffs. "It's worse than a Kadoatie."
Shoyryna squealed happily, "EEEEEE!! Plinky you're back!!"
She tore the Meep-it from Alex's face and squeezed him till his creepy eyes
bulged out. Flame rushed over to help his sister up who grumbled and glared
at Plinky, glares seem to be a major form of communication in this family.
"OK everyone," Leafves called out, climbing on top of the coffee table.
"I guess it's about time we did some good old fashioned house cleaning!!"
Everyone moaned as if on cue.
Mickey sighed lazily. All's well that ends well... I guess, she thought
to herself, wiping the kitchen window clean.
The whole NeoHome had been under going cleaning for what seemed like forever
now, and all Mickey could do was keep a stiff upper lip and listen to orders.
Sprinter was finding this a hard pill to swallow and growled as he scrubbed
the kitchen tiles. Mickey looked out the window sadly and noticed something
in their neighbour's window. It was the Snarhook, ripping things off the neighbour's
shelves and sending them all over the room. Sprinter wandered over to the window
and watched the Snarhook take a large permanent marker and began scribbling
vigorously on the walls. He and Mickey both sighed, looking at each other. With
a quick flick the window blinds fell down with a pleasant click, Sprinter nodded
his approval and went back to his cleaning. And that was the last anyone on
113871 Bread Street ever saw of the little pest. Or was it?
The End | 
