20th day of Gathering
Hello, I am Bagguss the green Kiko. I hate Bagguss,
but my owner LOVES them. That's the reason why I'm named after a gaseous fruit.
"Hey, Bagguss!" my owner cried, "It's time
"What are we having?" I yelled back, but knowing
Bagguss... the bane of my existence! I've
been forced to eat them for the four months I've been around, but this time
I'm striking back! I waddled my way to the kitchen, glaring at the Bagguss-coloured
walls as I entered.
"Here you go, sweetums! A nice Bagguss to
start the day!" Windie, my owner, chirped as I sat down.
Staring at it, I said, "YUCK! I'm not eating
one of those!" Windie stared, aghast at what I just said, but I kept on going,
"They should be called 'GAGguss' they're so awful!!"
At this, my owner went red in the face, and
I started to think I might have gone too far, and she might ground me. I was
"GO!" she cried! I just stared for a while.
Then I managed to stammer out, "O-out? Out t-to where?" I knew by then that
my owner had a bad temper, but I'd never seen her THIS mad!
"Just... out!" She started to push me out
the door, eventually shoving me onto the porch.
"But... but were do I go?!" I sniffled, as
I was starting to cry.
"Why not the POUND!!!!!" she slammed the door
in my face. Then I started to think, did she mean it? Was she really abandoning
me? I waddled away from the NeoHome I grew up in, and wandered the streets thinking.
Eventually I ended up in front of the Pound.
It was getting dark, and it looked like a big monster from my point of view.
I decided that Windie WAS serious about abandoning me, so I went in. I went
to the desk, hoping that Dr_Death wasn't around that day... well, he was.
"Hmmm... what is this? A Kiko, but no owner.
Might I enquire as to why you are here?" Dr_Death said in a rather annoyed tone.
I figured that he had read that nasty column in The Neopian Times about him,
because I knew he was grumpy, but not THAT grumpy!
"Um... you're Dr_Death, aren't you?" I said,
feeling rather awkward under his stare, like a bug under a magnifying glass.
He sighed, "Yes... I'm Dr_Death. Now, what
do you want?!"
"Uh, m-my owner di-disowned me..." I whimpered,
starting to cry again.
"Oh, geez... not another one... What is it
this time? Your name wrong? And were is your... I suppose, EX-owner?" he said,
sneering at me. He must have a lot of Neopets come in alone...
"I-it's not my name, sir..." saying though
my tears, "I don't like Bagguss..." I was starting to regret this more and more...
"BAGGUSS?! This is all about Bagguss? HAHAHAHAHAH!!
What a hoot! But I can't blame you, Bagguss IS pretty disgusting..."
At least I know someone agreed with me.
"Okay, kid. If you know your owner wants to
disown you, I'll put you in." The yellow Techo pulled out a clipboard, and started
asking me some questions.
"Okay, what is you owner's name?" he started.
"Windiewivvle, sir..." Chalking that on the
paper, he continued, "And what is your name?"
Blushing, I said "Bagguss, sir..."
"B... Bagguss? Heh... Uh, yes, Bagguss..."
Now you can see why I hate my name, too.
He continued to ask questions, and I continued
to answer. But before Dr_Death could ask the last question, Windie came bustling
through the door.
"Hey! That's MY Kiko!!" she blared at the
Techo, and picked me up, squeezing me till I couldn't breath. "Stop this at
once!" she commanded Dr_Death, who immediately dropped the clipboard, and crumpled
the form he was filling out before.
"Okay, Bagguss. Let's go home," my owner said,
carrying me outside and towards our NeoHome After a little silence, we said
"Sorry," at the same time.
"Eh? You shouldn't say sorry, Windie! It's
my fault!" I cried, surprised that the Bagguss-fiend of an owner would say sorry
about this sort of thing.
"No, no, Bagguss, it's my fault! I should
have kept my temper in check..." looking down at me, she said, "I'm sorry..."
By the time we got to our NeoHome, we were
giggling about how Dr_Death acted when my owner stormed in.
"... and did you see his face? Ah, man! I wish
I had my camera!"
"Me, too! I never would have guessed that Techos
could go from yellow to white!"
23rd day of Gathering
"Can I have a brother?" Boy, did she not expect
that at breakfast (Faerie Toast and Butter and Sausages, my favourite!) she
nearly choked! After a few pats on the back, and a Bottle of Water, she asked,
still a bit surprised,
"Uh... a brother? Well, I dunno..." but then
she looked at me, with my puppy face on, and she broke into it.
"Okay... but what should we name him?" she
"Anything but a name of a food!" I begged.