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The Neopian Times Week 1 > Continuing Series > It's Hard Being Small: Part Three

It's Hard Being Small: Part Three

by Strata_skywolf_200

"I had a sister who was sent there..." Grenadier said, almost mournfully. Out of all of us, Grenadier was the oldest, and the one who seemed to miss being owned the most. We tried not to talk about owners around him, as it tended to bring back painful memories. After another brief silence, Theo spoke.

"I'll go with you."

"What?" there were cries of amazement from the rest of us.

"If you want to go find your friend, you're going to need some help," Theo went on, "Someone to... to protect you." He drew himself up to his full height. "And I'm that Aisha! never fear - we'll get your friend out of that place!"

Theo's suggestion shocked us all. He was normally the voice of reason; the most sensible amongst us. The one who would never let us go near any danger. So why was he behaving so... so tough and hero-like? Who was he trying to impress...?

"Well, are we going or not?" he asked.

I just blinked and stood there. Clarai gave me a little push as if to snap me out of it.

"Okay, I guess so," I said, "Wish us luck!"

And we were on our way. About one third the way there I heard something familiar, so I went to look. "Wait for me here, I'm going to go check something out," I said to Theo. I heard a voice... Wait! Not just any voice! It was his! The Gelert's! I ran up to see where it was coming from. It was a cottage, I looked inside and saw him. He looked cheerful, but I knew he wasn't as cheerful as he had been. At least he had a good home, I nodded to myself.

I walked back to where I had left Theo, he was gone! Oh no! What am I going to do? I'd better go tell the guys! I rushed back to see them, but I stopped at the Randerlan's Estate. To my surprise, Theo was there! I looked again, and I saw he was wearing a collar, not one of the ones us Aishas are given when we're born, but an "owned" collar. I walked over, trying to stay out of sight, but he heard me. Kind of figures, I mean since us Aishas have the best sense of hearing. He walked over to me.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Well, the pound got me when I wasn't looking and a girl in a straw hat took me in and I had no clue she owned this place," Theo said. He spoke quickly, as if he knew there wasn't much time for us to talk. "She said she's my owner now..."

The girl, who I recognised as the one in the straw hat, and the one who had been crying, came up behind Theo and scooped him up in her arms. "Now, sweetie, it's time for your dinner - tonight we're having a special feast in your honour!" I looked up at Theo, scarcely daring to believe that he was actually allowing himself to be taken away like this!

"But... but what about the gang? The other wild pets? What about... what about me?" I called after him, as the girl walked away. He called back his answer, but he was already too far away for me to hear him.

I sat, forlornly looking after him; wondering how I would explain all this to the others. Just then, a smartly dressed man carrying an expensive-looking pet bed came up to the gate, pushing me out of the way with his boot. "Shoo, pet!" he said, "We don't want your thieving type round these parts!" I meekly crept away, with my tail between my legs.

I walked on in a kind of daze. I knew what I had to do - I had to go back to the gang, and tell them their leader had been captured. Oh, they'd be really pleased about that! And they'd probably blame it on me... after all, it was my idea to go to the pound... it was me who made friends with the Gelert... and was it because of me that Theo went? Who knows...

"He WHAT?"

"Oh, why Theo? Why our leader...?"

"Surely he didn't - maybe you just heard him wrong..."

"I'm positive - he actually wanted to be a pet!"

I was trying to explain to the gang, but it was difficult.

"Look - if you don't believe me, go and see for yourselves! It's the Randerlan's estate..."

So, the whole gang; as well as some other of the wild pets who just couldn't believe that one of our number could ever be adopted; went down to the big house to see Theo... We couldn't see him in the garden, so we crept up to the house to peer in through the windows... it was safe, as there was no Gelert to chase us now. And, through one vast window, we saw him...

There were many guests, some had come with welcoming presents. Some were wrapped in blue and green, and some in pink and purple. I could see them on a table. I still wondered why he chooses to stay. I decided that I'd come back when all the guests were gone and they were going to bed; I still wanted to know the answers to those questions.

As the gang stood there, jaw-dropped, and stunned I said, "So who'll be the leader now?" They all looked at each other. "Well, I suppose you should take a vote back in the alley," I walked over to Clarai and said, "I'm going to stay here and see if I can get some answers, to a question like 'Why do you want to stay here?' is that okay?" She nodded. "I'll be staying here, tell everyone not to mind..."

Well, it was finally time for them to go to bed. I looked around for a way in. Oh my gosh! They have an Aisha-door, kind of like a doggie door, just for Aishas. They mustíve installed it for Theo, I thought. I pushed it, it swung back and forth. Wow! They probably forgot to close it, my perfect chance! So I entered, looked back and forth, then walked upstairs, I knew it wasnít downstairs from the first time I ever came here. An open door, letís see whatís in here. Nope, not him, just a guest room I suppose. I walked down the hall some more, and found another open door. This time, he was inside!

To be continued...

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