Neglect's Revenge: Part Two
His owner remained unfazed. "He'll be back before nightfall."
This proved to be inaccurate as Vendette ran
far away. He didn't know or care where he was going, he just had to get away.
To get away from the injustice and the neglect, to just get away. He found himself
approaching the Haunted Woods. Perhaps he could find something useful to do
there. He was looking around and spotted a tower that appeared to be abandoned.
Perfect. He walked in and started deciding what he was going to do in his new
home when a voice abruptly stopped him.
"Lousy kids! I'm not giving out any quests right
now. Come back later. On second thought, don't come back later, don't come back
Apparently whoever lived there was the cranky
sort and not accustomed to someone walking into their home. Vendette decided
to see if this creature would help him out.
"My name is Vendette and I'm looking for work."
The dark halls started to take on the shape
of a green Zafara, still yelling, "Then look somewhere else. I don't do charity."
"If you don't mind me asking, who are you?"
The creature rolled its eyes, "First you bug
me then you don't even know who I am? I'm Edna, and a not so pleasant welcome
to my home, which you so rudely entered without even knocking, I might add."
Vendette looked at Edna sheepishly. "Yeah, sorry
about that. Anyway, I was wondering if maybe we could help each other."
Edna eyed him warily. "What did you have in
"Well, you give out quests, right? Wouldn't
it be helpful if I could help you clean up messes and organize your things?"
Edna murmured aloud, "Well, that would be a
major help… But what's the catch?"
Vendette replied, "Well, I do need food and
a place to stay."
This seemed to appeal to Edna, who already knew
how to remedy herself of this bothersome pet. "Great. You'll be sleeping in
the attic and you can have some of this food to your heart's content."
Before Vendette's eyes were piles and piles
of gross foods, with the occasional edible item stuffed between everything else.
He gulped and nodded. Edna had some new help.
His first day of working Vendette didn't know
what to do. However, ideas soon presented themselves as Edna opened up for quests.
It seemed she liked her house to be left alone so she did all of her quest work
outside. That meant that Vendette had to constantly get prizes for her and bring
the requested items back into her house, then he had to categorize it by so
many things it made his head hurt just thinking about it. What was it, how old
was it, what kind of whatever it was was it. Even thinking about just that last
one made his head hurt.
Edna looked at Vendette, surprised. "Well, you
made it longer than I thought you would. Maybe you really can be useful and
Vendette was too tired to think about anything
so he replied simply, "Sure, just remind me again, gepersnackers and neeshkas
are food, right?"
Edna just laughed at him and said, "Get used
to it, because it's like this almost every day."
Far away in Neopia, Vendette's old owner rushed
around frantically, asked everybody she saw if they knew anything about a blue
Kougra who had run off. Nobody had, so she started widening her search.
Finally, after a few years, her search encompassed
the Haunted Woods. There, she looked around and saw nothing. She almost left
when she thought that she saw a hint of blue at Edna's house, and that was unusual.
When she got there, she was shocked to see Vendette
running around carrying gross foods, faerie foods, any many other foods she
couldn't distinguish. Edna saw her and asked, "Are you ready for my quest?"
She stuttered in response, "I'm, oh, sure, I
mean… Is that you, Vendette?"
Vendette hardly looked up from the spill that
he was cleaning up. "Who wants to know?"
The voice finally registered in Vendette's mind
and he glared at his old owner. "May I help you?"
"You can start by telling me what on Neopia
you're doing here."
Edna stepped in, annoyed that her help was being
disrupted. "He's working for me and I do believe that I asked you if you were
ready to do my quest."
"But Vendette is my pet!"
Edna chuckled. "Not anymore, apparently. Now,
I'm sure you of all people know how strong he is, so I suggest that you either
accept my quest or leave the premises."
She just staggered away, her mind refusing to
accept what was occurring. Vendette ran to the Haunted Woods and started helping
Edna? That wasn't right. What was going on? He'd left for good, but why the
Haunted Woods; there was nothing there for him, except for Edna, apparently.
When she got home, Innocenza stopped her. "He
left because of me, but you never told me. I was too young to understand what
was going on. Why did you paint me instead of him? He deserved it. He may have
been selfish, which I'll admit it wrong, but he wanted it more than anything.
You should have sold the paint brush, or traded it."
Being faced with defeat everywhere, their owner
had no answer. She just ran upstairs and started crying.
Downstairs, though not to her knowledge, Innocenza
started looking through her owner's journals too see if there were any other
secrets for her to uncover.
Back in the Haunted Woods, Edna approached Vendette,
"I've been doing some research. Did you know that your name means revenge?"
Vendette seemed surprised, "Why, no, I didn't.
I wonder why my name means revenge, though it feels so accurate now." Vendette
Edna pondered that, "Now, I'm not going to start
turning into the island mystic or whatever, but what if it's your destiny? To
Vendette thought about that, "I suppose it could
be. But I didn't want revenge, I just wanted to get away from the injustice."
Edna shrugged, "Something to think about. Now
get some rest, there's rumor of a special day for me or something so I want
to be prepared for any rush tomorrow."
Vendette also shrugged, "You got it, boss."
Innocenza finally found what she was looking
Dear Diary, today was full of wonderful and
awful news. When Vendette found out that I had adopted a new pet, he flipped
out. I thought he would be happy like I was, but I guess he cares too much about
his Darigan paint brush. I regret to admit that he's right about the neopoints.
Innocenza will cost more neopoints that she can help us make at first, but as
she grows older I'm sure she'll help us. She's just a baby after all, what can
Further down Innocenza found another important
Dear Diary, I fear that I may have made an awful
mistake today. I found a very rare royal paint brush for a cheap price and didn't
even think about all of Vendette's hard work when I rushed to the bank to withdraw
the neopoints. He never even entered my thoughts as I bought the paint brush
then instructed Innocenza to enter the rainbow pool. She is so beautiful and
happy, but I can't say that about Vendette.
Even further down Innocenza found even more useful
Dear Diary, Vendette ran away and he hasn't
come back home. I thought he'd be back and he was just angry, but it's been
a few hours since nightfall and he still hasn't returned. I'm worried. What
if he never comes back? It'll be all my fault. Poor Innocenza must never know
about Vendette. What if she thinks it's her fault and she decides to run away
too? I can't bear to lose one of them, let alone both of them. I'll search for
Vendette until I find him, and I don't know what I'll tell Innocenza, but I'll
tell her something.
Innocenza just stared at the floor, so it really
was her fault. She decided to look for the entry from the day she had been told
about Vendette's existence.
Dear Diary, I finally had to tell Innocenza
about Vendette. I didn't want to, but I had no choice. Innocenza insisted that
she come with me today, but I couldn't let her come lest she find out about
Vendette. Finally she said either she was coming with me or she would run away.
I didn't believe her, but I hadn't believed Vendette either. I finally told
her what happened, but I didn't tell her everything. I told her that he had
been really upset about not being painted so he ran away. I can't bear to tell
her everything, at least not yet. Maybe when she's older.
Innocenza was right. She always had a feeling
that it was her fault, and she knew that she had been painted before Vendette
ran away. Her owner had let that piece of information slip one day, accidentally,
of course. Innocenza sighed deeply and decided to take action. She would avenge
her owner's unintentional neglect of Vendette, and she knew how she was going
to do it, too.
To be continued...