Have you ever wondered why Grundos are said to be "simply
awful" at the Virtupets Space Station Grundo Adoption Agency? Well, here is the
answer to your questions. The majority of the people aren't aware of what's going
on, so this writer has decided to bring the facts to the public eye.
Great Big Reason Number One: Grundos have to
undergo a specialized operation on their jaws. Why? Grundos have trouble keeping
their mouths shut all the way. That's why they drool like a baby Buzz. (You'll
notice that the heroes never drool. This is because they have already undergone
Great Big Reason Number Two: They cry almost
constantly at night. Again, why? It isn't because they want to annoy you and
disturb your sleep, that's for sure... now, I could just list off facts and laugh
as I watch your eyes glaze over in boredom, but I think that I shall have mercy
on you, my reader, and encase the facts in a story.
A green man with a weirdly shaped hairstyle towered
over a green Grundo. His sable cape hung down his back, and he smiled with malice
and wicked delight. The room around the Grundo was made of corrugated sheet
metal, with a few blotches of slime carelessly splattered along the walls. She
could see through the bars of a vent on the wall across from her, and beyond
it were numerous high-tech looking monorails zooming to and fro on various missions.
Several robots were walking their beats as automatic sentries. Above the Grundo
was a smooth sphere of otherworldly gel, giving off a green radioactive luminescence.
Her fearful eyes turned back to the figure in front of her. In his hand he held
a beaker of a bubbling, putrid-smelling, disgusting green substance with flakes
of nauseous yellow drifting in it. He thrust it down towards her mouth.
"Drink," he said.
It was a command, definitely not an invitation
for a pleasure visit. She strained her head backwards, only to see many other
Grundos behind her, looking on sadly as the monorails rattled outside.
"This person is definitely in command here,"
"Drink!" he said again. His terrible shot eyes
"No," she said simply.
He frowned, turned aside, and tapped a few multicolored
buttons on a control console. A robot arm extended from the ceiling and grabbed
her. The breath went out of her lungs as the claws of the mechanism wrapped
tighter around her, crushing her like a kitten. Two spikes came out of the claw
and forced her mouth open. She weakly struggled against it, vainly attempting
to escape its forceful grasp. Her vision started getting hazy.
The evil man laughed, and said something... a smile
still on his face.
"All right, #79885206. I guess that I'll have
to do it for you, eh? I do hope you like it."
He held the beaker up to her lips, and tipped
the contents down her throat. With his other hand, he injected something into
her mouth that kept her from regurgitating it in sheer horror.
It was the worst-tasting thing you could possibly
imagine. Her stomach flip-flopped in revulsion. The Grundo was aware of a searing
pain ripping through her body, tearing her mind to pieces. Her muscles were
bulging and expanding, her frame growing to enormous proportions, her bones
becoming strong as steel... everything started to go grey. The last thing she
could remember was screaming.
The scream woke her up. She huddled in the corner
of the bare cardboard hovel, sobbing with fright and relief at the same time.
Her green hands covered her ruby-red compound eyes, which were shedding big
tears one by one. Through the noise of her crying, she heard another pet waking
up on the other side of the room.
A blue Bori walked out of the shadows, his tail
held high like a flag, brotherly sincerity and kind curiosity peeking out of
"What's wrong, Alih?" he asked gingerly.
Sniffling back tears, she began.
"Tehff, I... was having nightmares... that man... the
drink... the other Grundos... "
She burst into tears again, leaving the Bori
blinking at her dream. He threw a bluntly clawed paw over her shoulder and started
in a comforting tone.
"Hey, Sis, remember that time when you saw Gryphani
and I walk up at the Virtupets Space Station, and hoped that we would chose
She nodded in confirmation.
Tehff continued. "Well, you got your wish. Right?"
She nodded again, sniffling a few times.
"Well, you came out of there as happy as a Blumaroo
at pizza time, and we brought you to our Neohome. So what's up with the nightmares?"
She stared out into the distance, sniffling.
"Well, I don't know."
Tehff rubbed his chin in thought, then stopped. "Alih,
I think that you were dreaming about Dr. Sloth. Is that right?" Alihhai nodded
her head. Tehff continued.
"Well, your grandfather, fifty-seven years ago,
first dreamed that dream. It's been passed genetically to you. Grundos have
different systems than other neopets, you know, which is why memories and dreams
can be passed down from parents to kids. That's what's happening to you. Although
you never met Dr. Sloth, you're suffering for something he did. Virtupets space
medics are trying to find a cure, but can't quite manage to get the formula
Alihhai nodded, hiccoughed, and wiped her eyes.
Tehff sat down next to her. "Try thinking
about something else before you go to bed. Like our Neohome, for instance."
"Our Neohome?" said Alihhai sarcastically. "Yeah,
right." She glared at her brother. "It's got three rooms with three more planned,
so there are entrances and exits everywhere. All of it is made of cardboard,
and there is absolutely NO furniture WHATSOEVER in the entire place!"
Tehff frowned and nodded. Alihhai continued,
"And you're a genius, but I'm just average. We always get cheap food, except
you. You got a Kreludan Rocket Cookie once. You've got all the Battledome items
you can have, and I've got... count them... ONE."
Her eyes darted around the room as she lowered
her voice to a whisper. "I think Gryph is prejudiced towards you."
"Hey!" said Tehff defensively, holding his paws
in front of him. "Your Battledome item is worth as much and has as much punch
as all mine put together! And you got a Brightvale Berry, which costs more than
the Rocket Cookie. And you always get fed first."
"Okay," said Alihhai sulkily, "but I still think
Just then, Gryph came in, wearing his glasses
and bunny slippers. His tousled red hair reflected the light from an empty doorway.
"Hey, guys," he said. "I was just thinking... about
"Petpets?" said Alihhai and Tehff in unison,
their ears and antennae perking up.
"Yeah. Petpets," said Gryph, taking a sip of
Neocola. "And I was thinking that you, Alihhai, could get a Wain, and Tehff
could get a Felf."
Alihhai's green face immediately assumed an expression
of absolute and she began jabbering on about Wains.
"Wains! They look up at you with their adorable
eyes, and you get to stroke their smooth, yellow head, and they make sweet little
gurgling noises when they play with their toys. Besides that, they come from
Virtupets. Like me!" At the same time, Tehff was going on his own joyful babbling
"Felfs! They romp around, look at you with a
wonderful expression on their face, and even zip around on flying Christmas
Aishas. And besides that, they come from Mountain. Like me!"
Then they spontaneously exclaimed the joyful
word in unison:
"I'll start saving up today," said Gryph. He
grinned a little, and then left the room, sipping Neocola. The door closed.
As soon as it did, Tehff and Alihhai began jumping around the room and dancing
for pure joy.
"Petpets! Petpets! PETPETS!" they shouted together.
Tehff was the first to settle down, but when Alihhai went to her corner, she
was still giggling with delight.
"Sweet dreams," said Tehff as he closed his eyes.
Alihhai followed suit, still smiling. Soon, she was once again traversing the
foggy, blurred state of subconsciousness. She dreamed of a little Wain, looking
up at her with its adorable eyes.