The Day the Donations Stopped
"I've had enough!!" exclaimed the Tree. The Money Tree,
The residents of Neopia listened with curious
ears. Could this be true? What could have caused our Money Tree to throw
in the towel!
"Every resident of Neopia misuses and mistreats
me! And do I ever get any credit? NO!" shouted the Tree. "Not to mention, I'm
tired of items that no one wants being placed under my branches! Junk items
that simply come back to me in good time! There is no love anymore! And I'm
done! That's it! Goodbye!"
With that, the Money Tree grabbed up its roots
and marched past the shocked crowd that had gathered to hear its speech.
"What will we do now?" questioned a rather worried
"Where will we go for items?" shouted a crazed
Korbat fluttering above the crowd.
"You should have thought about that BEFORE!"
yelled the Money Tree from the distance.
After a few days, the news of the Money Tree's
quitting had spread across all of the land. The faeries in their towers were
full of gossip. The Maraquan restaurant Kelp was all abuzz with the news - customers
and employees together. Even in the high hills of Terror Mountain, word had
been spread of the Money Tree's departure. The sudden leaving of a good friend
rocked everyone down to their core.
As for the Tree itself, it had taken a few days
off - relaxing, visiting old friends - before the horrible happened... The
Money Tree was bored.
I left my post due to lack of interest in
myself, thought the Tree, but now I am so completely bored and out of
ideas that I would give anything to have someone amuse me - even by putting
a Broken Fishing Pole under my branches.
"I know!" exclaimed the Tree, as it jumped up
from its spot suddenly, causing leaves to fly and the ground to shake. "The
Employment Agency! They would probably have a job for me! After all, I do have
years of experience in Customer Service!"
"You do have a job coupon, don't you?" asked
the faerie sitting behind the desk, as she brushed off fallen leaves from her
wing. The employment agency was a big building, filled with hopeful Neopian
residents wishing to take part in a job. The top of the Tree's branches brushed
the cloud ceiling of the agency, causing leaves to flutter to the ground.
Thinking, the Money Tree reached a branch into
the many leaves atop his bark and pulled out a shiny silver, Brightvale job
"Someone donated this awhile ago, but it got
lost atop the branches," the Tree said with a smirk.
"Super," replied the faerie as she began scribbling
notes on a pad of paper. "For your first job I need you to bring back 5 exploding
"No problem! Easy as pie! I used to get those
all the time under my branches!" said the Tree, as it began to head out of the
"Wait!" yelled the Faerie, "You know there's
a time lim-"
But the Money Tree was already gone! Thinking
to itself that this should be a piece of cake, the Tree hurriedly raced towards
to the shops of Neopia Central.
As the Tree passed by its old standing spot -
the spot where it used to happily sit and accept donations from all across the
land - the Tree sheltered its view as to not be reminded of what it used to
A couple of hours of shopping later, the Money
Tree emerged from Neopia Central, with nothing in hand, or... er... branch but
a Bitten Green Apple.
This is harder than I thought, the Tree
thought. A sap tear began to form in its eye, as the Tree realized that time
was up awhile ago for it to complete its job task, and that its old spot was
still bare, but still looked familiar.
The Tree knew that if it returned to the Job
Agency, task not completed, it would be very disappointing that the first job
it took on, it couldn't complete. The Tree also knew, that if it returned to
its old spot as the official Money Tree, all it would ever get would be junk
items, and where was the fun in that?
The Money Tree slumped to the ground and wondered
what it should do.
If only I had a show personality, then I
could help out with Better Than You!, thought the Tree. Or even if I was mean
and ferocious, I could cover the Snowager on its breaks and holidays... but
then again, who would be scared of a tree?
Everything seemed hopeless to the Tree, who at
that moment, only thought of itself as a Junk Collecting Plant.
All of a sudden the Tree felt a little "tap
tap tap" against its weathered bark. The Tree looked down to be face to face
with a baby Lupe - not even a year old, the baby Lupe was full of innocence
and smiled sweetly at the fallen Tree.
"Excuse me, Mista' Twee..." said the baby Lupe
with eyes wide and full of hope. "I have a Toy Sailboat that I'd like to give
to you. I want other kids to be able to pway with it too. I've pwayed with it
since I was vewy, vewy small... and now I want to give it to someone who can
have just as much fun with it as I did."
The Money Tree looked at the baby Lupe, who obviously
hadn't heard about the Tree quitting the job of donations, then at the Toy Sailboat.
Normally, the Toy Sailboat would have discouraged the Tree - it was constantly
being offered junk items - or items that the Tree at least considered junk.
But for some reason, this Toy Sailboat wasn't junk anymore. It was a gift from
the heart. And maybe, all of the other items that the Tree thought were only
junk, were too, gifts from the heart. For those who have, to give to the have-nots.
"I'd be happy to accept your donation young fellow,"
said the Money Tree to the baby Lupe. A big smile spread across the baby Lupe's
face, as he giggled and admired the Money Tree.
"One day," said the baby Lupe, "I want to be
as nice and as friendly as you!"
"Oh I think you're wrong about that," said the
Money Tree. "You're donation here shows how nice and friendly you are, and everyone
is thankful - especially myself."
The baby Lupe smiled once more at the Money Tree,
then turned to head away.
The Money Tree mustered up all of the strength
it had been given from this one thoughtful donation, and proceeded to its old
spot. Full of pride, the Tree dug its roots back into the ground, and with happy
branches, placed the Toy Sailboat at its base.
"Attention, citizens of Neopia!" shouted the
Money Tree, with confidence. "The Money Tree is back in business!"
All of the shop owners poked their heads out
of their store windows, as customers and residents came running out, cheering!
It took a while for the donations to start up
again, but with every Tombola KeyRing, Bucket of Sludge, Palm Fan and Toy Sailboat
(to name a few), the donations continued to grow - as did the Money Tree's appreciation
of the smaller, and even "junky", things in life!