Purple Pebble: Part Six
One day Ollie was admiring the pebbles sitting on the mantle.
"They are lovely, aren't they?" she asked, half in reverie. "It reminds me of
so much that I never want to forget, but yet I do. How about we give it a go?
Just one more time," Ollie pleaded.
Feri tapped her chin. "I'm not quite sure. What
if we get-"
"What if, what if! That's all you say. What if
you never take any chances, Feri? Sure there are loads of what ifs that could
happen. What if we can't get back here, what if we're stuck there forever? What
if those stones hurt us? What if, Feri? What if."
"You know, Ollie, you really have changed. I
used to think you were the sensible one, and always hating all of my ideas,
never wanting to go anywhere. This whole experience... It's changed us, Ollie.
But yes. Let's go. Just one last time," Feri nodded in agreement.
They each picked up a pebble, not minding whose
was bigger or more gleaming. The rocks stuck hard to their paws, tickled and
burned. Ollie looked at Feri, and Feri looked at Ollie.
"Where to?" Feri whispered.
"I can't say where or it will take me there!
How about I spell it?" Ollie asked, coming up with a very good idea.
"Hope that works," Feri said.
"J-E-L-L-Y W-O-R-L-D," Ollie smiled.
"No way! We both know that Je-That place. It
doesn't exist," Feri protested.
"H-I-D-D-E-N T-O-W-E-R," Ollie suggested.
"Fine, fine. Let's go there. But you know we
can't afford to buy anything. Now on the count of three. One, two... THREE!"
Both pets screamed: "Hidden Tower!" in unison.
They felt themselves swirling through space, twisting, and spinning. Purple
lights flashed all around, almost blinding. Then Feri and Ollie dropped hard
onto the ground. Well, not ground. They were on a sparkling and perfectly clean
pink and purple tiled floor.
"Who's there?" a feminine voice called, sweetly
and coldly at the same time. It sounded like a royal voice would.
"Queen Fyora," Ollie whispered to Feri.
"I know," Feri whispered back. And then more
loudly: "Feri. And Ollie!"
"Oh, I know you. I went to your first concert,
and your last one. Touching they were, very interesting," Queen Fyora replied,
appearing at the bottom of a long flight of stairs.
"Well, it's an honor," Feri mumbled, bowing.
"Hello, your majesty. An honor indeed," Ollie
Feri blushed. Why hadn't she curtsied? Bowing
was so... not feminine.
"What are you here to purchase, Feri? Do you
still have wealth left over?" Queen Fyora asked, flashing a dazzling and blinding
white smile at Feri, but completely ignoring Ollie.
"Oh, we don't have enough neopoints left to exactly
get anything," Feri explained, fumbling with her feet.
"Oh. I see," the Queen said, a little more coolly.
She apparently only liked the higher class, the rich.
"May we have a look, though?" Feri entreated.
Queen Fyora looked horrified for a split second.
"No, no. You may only enter her highness's top of the tower if you desire to
purchase something." She paused. "But... Maybe for you, Feri."
Queen Fyora took Feri's hand and began to drag
the latter up the staircase.
"My sister!" Feri exclaimed, jerking away.
"Fine, fine," the Queen said, glaring at the
On the way up the stairs, Ollie spoke. "You know
how I'm a baby painted pet? Well. I kind of bought my paint brush here, maybe
a year or a little more ago. Remember?"
"No," came the blunt reply. "I don't want to
remember you. It took you years to save up 600,000 probably. Didn't it?"
"No!" Ollie declared.
"We're here." Queen Fyora opened the large double
doors to reveal a sparkling room full of amazing items. "Feri. I want the world
to think I'm caring and nice, so you may have a free item under four million.
Just make sure everyone learns about it, but they think I'm doing it out of
the kindness of my heart and not to make a good image for myself, mkay? I like
good reputations, like mine."
Feri started stuttering. "Four whole million?
Oh, wow. Thanks!!!"
"Make it seven million," Fyora said, looking
at her purple fingernails.
"What to pick, Ollie?" Feri whispered.
Fyora heard. "That scoundrel, Ollie, doesn't
get to pick."
"Oh, I just want her opinion. I know. I get last
word," Feri said, agreeing.
Ollie and Feri both looked at everything, especially
things under seven million.
"I wish I could have the Amulet of Thilg. But
it's 8.5 million! Or... How about Hubrids Puzzle Box? But it's eleven million.
I can afford the-"
Queen Fyora interrupted. "That's it! Just hurry
up. You can pick anything. But hurry. I have a meeting in five minutes and I
have to poof away. I can't leave you two unattended HERE of all places!"
Feri gasped; Ollie did, too. Feri snapped her
fingers. "I want the Pirate Captains Cutlass," she said with a smile.
"Oh yes, take the most expensive thing," Fyora
said dryly, taking the sixteen million worth item off a shelf and handing it
"Thanks," Feri and Ollie said in unison, rushing
down the stairs as fast as they could manage, Feri carrying the awkward-feeling
"How will we explain this to Tay?" Ollie asked
breathlessly, once they were outdoors.
"Who cares? Let's tell the truth. Now, get out
your pebble. I'll stuff this sword in my shirt so I won't lose it on the way
home. Now, get your pebble. We'll say 'neohome', okay?" Feri asked, stuffing
the sword in her shirt and getting the pebble.
And on the count of three. "NEOHOME!"
Both pets appeared on the sofa in their living
room, Feri still with the sword in her shirt. But her shirt was torn halfway
down the middle. But she didn't care.
"When are you going to sell it?" Ollie asked.
"Sell it?" Feri repeated, dumbstruck.
"Yeah!" Ollie confirmed what she had said.
"I dunno. You always want to sell everything.
I thought I'd keep it, you know. As a token to remember this by," Feri said.
"We have the pebbles!" Ollie exclaimed.
"No we don't," Feri whispered.
"What do you mean? Mine's in my-"
"No it's not! They're gone. Both of them. Your
hands are empty. See, no pebble! I don't know why, but the pebbles are gone
and I doubt we'll get them back. So let's keep the sword, okay? I think it's
the best idea," Feri said sadly.
"Oh my. You're right. The rocks are gone. What
will we do?" Ollie asked, almost sobbing, tears welling in her eyes.
"Whatever we used to do before we went to the
Lost Desert. It'll just be... Like we never found the stones. Like life is normal
again. I'm sorry Ollie. That was all fun - smashing, it was! But I think that
it's time to return to normal, and the stones thought so too. That's why they
left us and went back to the desert. They knew our time with them was up. All
I'm glad is that we took that one last adventure, Ollie," Feri replied.
"Hey guys!" Tay yelled, coming into the living
room. "Why the long faces? OH MY GOSH. What's that you have, Feri?"
"Queen Fyora gave it to me, free. It's worth
sixteen million. And I'm not selling it. Our rocks are gone. This is our last
object of to remember things by," Feri growled.
Tay stood there, confused, but she didn't ask
anymore. She saw that Feri wouldn't really want to answer.
"When are we eating? I'm starved," Ollie said,
breaking the silence.
"Why, right now?" Tay asked.
So they all sat around the small table: Feri,
Ollie, Tay, Carla, and Fidele. And never again in that household did anyone
mention the pebbles. Everything about them kind of faded from everyone's minds,
and life returned to normal again. Feri had stashed the sword away in a trunk,
and no one remembered anything about it or the adventures anymore. Until...
Four years later, Feri and Ollie were cleaning
to throw out some old junk. They seemed sad, like something in life was missing.
But they didn't know what it was. They couldn't remember anything about times
past. It was old news. Feri opened the trunk and gasped.
"I remember that!" Ollie said, screaming. She
jumped up. "I remember those rock things, too! Oh, don't you! Those rock things!
And remember - you were famous! And we were in the desert, and the Hidden Tower,
and Fyora gave this to you and... Oh. And I remember Carla and Fidele, too."
Carla and Fidele had moved out shortly after
Feri had gotten the sword.
"Ollie. Let's not focus on our past. Let's focus
on our future. Let's be the best we can be, in everything we do. Let's make
something out of ourselves. Let's not dwell on things long gone. Let's do something
to change Neopia so everyone is kinder. Let's make Neopia a better place, Ollie,"
Feri said, wiping away a tear.
And so it was done. Feri and Ollie grew to be
pets that made the largest guild in all of Neopia. And that guild? It brought
all of Neopia together again, to unite as one friendly group of people.
Life is good. Live it like you should.