The Tale of Cutie Cucumber
"Are you okay?"
"You look kinda dizzy!"
"She just fell off the roof!"
"It was her own fault."
"No, it wasn't."
"ARE YOU ALRIGHT?"
A yellow Poogle, blue Cybunny, red Mynci, and
a snow Bruce were all standing around a lump in sweetie_me274's garden. It wasn't
really a lump at all. It was sweetie_me274.
No one called her sweetie_me274, because it
was rather long and complicated. Christine did just fine. And, just five minutes
ago, Christine had been atop the roof of her Neohome, retrieving a bouncy ball
that her Poogle had unintentionally kicked. Now, the Poogle's cheeks were bright
Then she had lost her balance, and grabbed onto
the ball for support. It hadn't worked. She and the ball had come tumbling down.
The garden was soft and grassy, but it wasn't much to cushion that kind of fall.
The girl was dazed, her eyes open, but not focused and rolling back in her head.
"We have to get her to the hospital," Snow Angel,
the Cybunny, said, biting her lip. "She could be really hurt. The hospital's
just down the street."
"She's fine!" snorted Graphie, the Poogle. "I
fall off my bike and land in the garden all the time. And I'm perfectly normal."
The Mynci shot her a skeptical look. "Sure,"
Karina began, her voice soft. "But Christine didn't fall off her bike. She fell
off the roof. Bit of a difference, no?"
"Fine, be that way. But how are we going to
get her to the hospital?"
"I'll help!" squealed the Bruce, Cutie. "Now,
stand back. I am a trained professional!"
"Cutie," Snow Angel said, shaking her head.
"This could be serious. We need to get her to the hospital. She could have a
lot more than a bruise. Come on guys, help me pick her up. Now!"
"I don't need help getting up!" snapped Christine.
Her eyes were square, she no longer looked dazed. She picked herself up and
brushed of the grass stuck to her shirt. Then, she squinted on her four pets.
Karina took a sigh of relief. "Christine, you're
alright! Thank Fyora!"
"Christine?" Christine asked, scratching her
head. "Who's Christine? I'm Cutie. Cutie Cucumber."
"I'm Cutie!" wailed Cutie. "You're Christine
and you're our owner!"
"Owner? Bah! I don't own anything accept the
cucumbers. You know that, Johnny."
All of Christine's pets stared at her. She was
out of her mind, she was insane. "It must be because of that fall," Graphie
"She IS out of her mind. Let's get her to the
hospital." Snow Angel stretched her paw out to her owner. Christine, or Cutie
Cucumber, accepted it.
"Sure!" she said, beaming. "What's the hospital?"
Doctor J.R. Theodore II was in the main lobby
when Cutie, Snow Angel, Graphie, and Karina all arrived at the hospital, dragging
their delusional owner behind them. He was a particularly shaggy blue Gelert,
and stared at them for a moment before walking towards them.
"May I help you?" he asked.
"Our owner Christine, she fell," Cutie answered,
pointing to her owner who was waving into thin air. "Off the roof. Now she thinks
she's Cutie Cucumber."
"And who are you?"
"I'm her pet," the Bruce sighed. "Cutie."
"Cutie Cucumber?" the doctor said, scratching
Cutie slapped her forehead. "Just Cutie. Cutie_2509
if you want to be exact. And this is Karina, Graphie, and Snow Angel, really
Karina364, GraftonitePoogie, and Snow_Angel274. But that's beside the point.
I don't know who Cutie Cucumber even is!"
Doctor J.R. Theodore II nodded. "I see. I'm
Doctor J.R. Theodore II."
"Long name," Christine said. The doctor raised
"You're Christine, are you?"
"No. I'm Cutie Cucumber."
"Of course. Good afternoon, Mrs. Cucumber. How
may I help you?" he asked, trying to treat her as kindly as possible.
"I don't know. Little Johnny over there, and
the rest of them, all took me here."
The poor doctor looked bewildered. "Who's Johnny?"
"The pumpkin, of course!" Christine pointed
to Cutie, beamed happily, and began spinning in circles.
"I see your problem," Doctor J.R. Theodore II
said. "Come with me, and she'll be in tip-top shape soon enough."
"She seems to be suffering from short-term Amesyhia,"
Doctor J.R. Theodore II was wearing a pair of glasses and had a clipboard in
front of him.
"Ame-whaty-what?" Graphie asked, cross-eyed,
her tongue sticking out.
"Memory loss," Karina told her sister. "But
its only short-term then, right? She'll remember who she is and all that soon,
The doctor nodded. "Of course!" He blushed.
"I think," he added in a whisper. Three pairs of eyes (Cutie's, Karina's, and
Graphie's; Snow Angel was waiting with her owner in the lobby).
"So what do we do now?" Cutie asked.
Doctor J.R. Theodore II smiled. "That's the
easy part. Just do things like you always do things, and make her feel comfortable.
Do things she might remember. Bit by bit it will all come back, I promise."
"Christine, what would you like for lunch?"
Karina asked. As the oldest, and for the most part, the smartest, she had taken
the role as of the house.
Christine did not answer. "Unless you call me
by my proper name, and not this nonsense one you have made up, I will not answer."
"Cutie Cucumber, what would you like for lunch?"
"Well done, Johnny. You're such a good pumpkin.
Now, I would like chicken sandwich on two slices of toast with butter, raspberry
jam on the side, well-done nachos, and some apple pie like Harold used to make
it." Karina and her siblings stared at their owner, or what had become of her.
"Jelly it is then," Graphie replied, holding
a plate steady as her sister plopped a spoonful of strawberry jelly on it. She
slid it across the table to Christine, and she sniffed it.
"How am I supposed to eat this?" she asked.
Graphie tossed her a spoon, and luckily, she caught it. She just gaped at the
spoon, unsure of what to do with it. Finally, she threw it back at Graphie,
who dropped it on the tiled kitchen floor. "Could I please just have a knife?"
Snow Angel opened a cupboard and thrust a knife
in Christine's hand. She began to cut the jelly into bite-sized morsels, which
she then stabbed and ate. She wore a look of satisfaction on her face.
"Penny, you should really try this," she said,
staring at Graphie.
"Christine…er…Cutie Cucumber, I hate to tell
you this, but my name isn't Penny. It's -" Karina and Snow Angel gave Graphie
angry looks and Cutie covered Graphie's mouth with her hand. She sighed. "Sure,
Christine handed her Poogle the knife, and she
took a bite of the slimy jelly. She swallowed hard and handed back the knife,
giving her owner the thumbs up as she tried not to wince.
"This is going to take some getting used to,"
Snow Angel muttered.
Christine had been Cutie Cucumber for about
a week. By then, she had renamed the whole family. Cutie and Graphie were, of
course, Johnny and Penny. Snow Angel was Alice, and to her dismay, Karina was
Hubert Phyllis Rachel Paul. Even their petpets had new nonsense names.
Until now, they had managed to live off the
food that they already owned: jelly. But today was the day all four pets were
dreading. It was the day that Christine would have to go shopping.
They would all accompany her, of course, but
this would make a difficult task. Karina, or Hubert Phyllis Rachel Paul, had
taken control of the money, and her siblings were going to look after their
owner and make sure she didn't get lost or anything.
"Food shop straight ahead," Snow Angel said,
dragging Christine behind her.
"I love food. Especially peanut butter."
"Great," Graphie muttered, taking the lead and
walking through the doors to the shop. "Anyway, we just need a loaf of bread.
I'll get it."
"Nonsense, Penny. I'll get it," Christine said.
To everyone's dismay, she headed right towards the shopkeeper and smiled brightly.
The Chia shopkeeper recognized her instantly.
"Morning, Christine. What do you need? We just had a restock."
"You too? My name is not Christine."
"Then what is it?"
"Cutie Cucumber. And I need six jars of peanut
butter," she smiled. The perplexed Chia nodded as she went to fetch peanut butter.
She returned, nearly collapsing under the weight of the jars. She thrust them
in Christine's hands.
"That will be 1,200 Neopoints," she said.
Christine beamed. "HUBERT PHYLLIS RACHEL PAUL!"
she yelled as loudly as she could. An embarrassed Karina rushed to her owner
and handed over the money. As the Chia put the peanut butter in a bag, Karina
"One loaf of bread, too, please." She handed
over 300 more Neopoints. Seeing the look on the shopkeeper's face, she knew
what had happened. "I'm sorry. She's…a little confused. It should be sorted
out soon enough."
The food shop incident still fresh in everyone's
mind, they took sighs of relief when they woke up one morning and Christine
was sleeping in. All four siblings, and their four petpets, were outside. The
petpets were running around, and the sisters were playing catch with the same
bouncy ball that Graphie had kicked on the roof just over a week ago.
"I miss Christine,"
Snow Angel wailed. Being the youngest, she missed her owner the most.
"She's still here," Cutie pointed out dismally.
"She just has no idea who we are and she thinks she's Cutie Cucumber."
"I miss her!" Snow Angel screamed again, walking
away, covering her eyes, her ears drooping. She began crying. "We might never
get her back. Ever."
Cutie walked over to her sister, tears swelling
in her own eyes. Karina went to comfort her as well, and Graphie was left alone
with the ball. A pang of guilt in her heart, she sighed. She was so upset to
hear the footsteps getting closer…
As hard as she could, she kicked the ball towards
the house as she went join her sisters. Then, all of a sudden, just as she grasped
Snow Angel's paw, there was a bang and a thud. The ball flew up in the air and
landed, of course, on the roof.
But the peculiar thing was that Graphie had
kicked the ball at the house, and straight at the house, so it should have,
if anything, bounced back to where Graphie had kicked it. Obviously, it hadn't.
It had bounced off something else.
On the ground, beside the door to the house,
was something, the something the ball had bounced off of. A lump. No, not just
any lump. Christine. Forgetting their worries, the four pets darted to their
owner, their hearts pounding. Again, her eyes were open, but they were rolling.
She was breathing uncomfortably.
"Cutie Cucumber!" Karina yelled in panic. "CHRISTINE!"
"Is she okay?"
"I kicked it really hard."
"How could you?"
"IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!"
"What was an accident?" asked a familiar voice.
To everyone's surprise, the voice came from Christine. She was sitting up, a
bizarre expression on her face. She smiled at her pets. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, Cutie Cucumber," Snow Angel sighed,
seeing her owner was fine, but still didn't know who she was.
"Cutie Cucumber? Who's that?" she asked. "Neopia
to Snow Angel…"
"CHRISTINE!" all her pets yelled with delight.
They trampled her with hugs as she laughed, with no idea whatsoever of what
was going on.
After a moment, the hugging stopped, and her
pets just smiled. "We were so worried," Graphie said. "We thought you'd never
get your memory back."
"You thought you were Cutie Cucumber," Karina
"You guys, you're so silly. Making up a joke
to make me laugh, again?"
He pets were in disbelief. She didn't remember
a thing, and she wouldn't believe them. Finally, Cutie sighed. "Maybe it's best
if she doesn't know," she whispered.
"I guess," Graphie whispered. "Let's go play
ball, then." The four of them, still in shock, headed back to play, when they
remembered the ball's fate.
"We can't," Karina said, saying what everyone
was thinking. "It's on the roof, remember?"
Christine beamed. "No worries, I'll get it."
She got up and was about to fetch the ladder when all four of her pets stopped
her in her tracks. Their faces were white and pale.
"NO!" they shouted in harmony. Christine raised
an eyebrow. Cutie hesitated for a moment, before coming up with an excuse.
"Let's just have lunch instead."