Holiday Neohome Dreams
"But why can't we get a tree, Mommy?" the Baby Acara asked
as she tried to catch snowflakes on her tongue. They had just past another vendor
selling Decorated Trees.
The little Acara was wrapped up tightly in a
bright pink coat and was being carried by a young woman, around the age of seventeen.
"Darling, I've told you, we can't have a tree
because we have no place to put it. You know that," the girl told her as she
smiled at her, weaving in and out of the people on the busy paths of Terror
"But mommy," the Acara started to argue again.
"She said 'no' Evege. There's nothing we can
do about it. Just because someone didn't like our Neohome," the small Silver
Cybunny said as he hopped to keep up with the girl.
The little Acara looked at the Cybunny, discouraged
that he had taken her side, he wasn't supposed to take Britta's (his owner)
side in the argument.
EvilVegetaGirl looked up at the girl and asked
again, "But why can't we, Pendrue my rainbow Zafara friend gets to have his
own tree, I want my own too."
"I've told you, we can't have our own tree.
We are a guest at Jmie5's house and since it's Pendrue's house too, they get
their own tree. I'm sorry we can't have our own, but we are doing Christmas
at their house by their rules. And besides, you should ask Jmie5 if we can have
a tree, it is her house after all," Britta said as she kissed the little Acara
on the nose.
She knew that they were disappointed that they
couldn't have their own tree, in their own house, and wait for Scorchio Claus
in their own beds. All three of them were disappointed. EvilVegetaGirl, or called
by her nickname Evege, was the most disappointed. She loved Christmas, she loved
snow, she loved hot chocolate and building snowmen, she loved everything about
the holidays. This was also ProjectSpartan's first Christmas with a family.
The silver Cybunny had never had a Christmas before, he wasn't old enough. He
was very anxious and excited about it, he couldn't wait for Scorchio Clause
to come, but he wanted nothing more than to have it at his own house. DeLaVampier,
the Lab Rat, on the other hand didn't seem to mind as much, he could live with
celebrating any holiday. He was just upset he didn't have a home.
"What do you want me to say, it needed to be
done," Britta said.
"Destroying our home needed to be done? I do
disagree with you in every way possible," DeLaVampier told her. At the moment
he was a Darigan Lenny, but he could care less, he was just glad he was a he.
"I'm sorry," she said in a firm tone. "You all
know how much I hated it and I would have done anything to get rid of it, and
so I did. I destroyed every last room of that place and I'd do it again to a
hundred Neohome's just the same."
It was true, she hated her Neohome, she hated
every last inch of the wallpaper, of the floors and of the ceilings. She had
it built when she was a newbie, only several months old. She was so fascinated
with every aspect of Neopia at that time, and she had built the home in the
only place she could afford: Neopia Central. But after the months went by, years
even, she began to resent it. She hated the location, she hated her street,
and she had even grown to hate the numbers of their address. She felt trapped
by a choice she had made when she was only a few months old to Neopia.
Now she was over 2 1/2 years old to the world,
and she had changed. Her personality had changed, she now loved and hated different
things about her life in Neopia and she could change them at will, but not the
most important thing. She could not move. She couldn't leave 76795 Main Street,
She continued to walk against the blowing snow
up the streets on Terror Mountain, with Evege wrapped in her arms, ProjectSpartan
and DeLaVampier close on her heels. They were on their way to see Taelia and
do what they hoped to be an easy Snow Faerie Quest. They rarely made trips up
the mountain to see her, but they had other business to attend to as well. A
very reliable source had said that an enormous sale would be at the Igloo, and
Britta never missed a sale. Ever.
With that sale in mind Britta kept pushing and
fighting against the snow. The temperature seemed as if it were dropping a degree
every second and Britta could feel Evege begin to shiver despite the large winter
coat. She sighed and stopped and looked at ProjectSpartan.
"It's getting too cold for you guys here, DeLaVampier
and I will continue on, take Evege back to Jmie5's house and wait for us there,
we won't be much longer," she said to ProjectSpartan as she handed him the Baby
Acara. "You can stop and get some hot chocolate on the way if you like."
She handed him a few Neopoints and she watched
them start on their journey home. She turned back around and continued to walk
up the trail hoping that she wouldn't freeze to death.
"You know that they're upset don't you?" DeLaVampier
asked as he continued to fight off the snow.
"Of course I know, but there isn't anything
we can do about it. I told you, I'm not building a new Neohome until we can
move to a new location. I'd rather move here than stay in Neopia Central any
longer," Britta replied.
"It wasn't all of your choice, you should have
consulted us on our opinions before you decided to do something reckless and
ruin out lives," he told her as he pushed harder against the difficult snow.
Britta stopped and looked at him, "I didn't
have to ask you about it, and it wasn't your choice. I did what I wanted because
it was my choice. You know I'd do anything for you, any of you, why can't you
just accept the fact that we won't move into a new home until we can move locations?"
"Because it won't happen. It's not an option.
We don't have any choice in moving to a new location. We will never get to move.
You're being a silly little girl, he told her angrily frustrated with the cold,
"You need to understand that. It's only hurting us. Just like now. You forced
us to walk all the way up this forsaken mountain just because you heard there
was going to be a sale and to get a quest that would require more moving up
and down this mountain. When will you learn that it's not always about you?"
There was a pause.
"I'm going home," DeLaVampier said as he stopped
and turned around.
Britta looked at him and continued to walk up
the mountain, "You can say what you want but I'm not giving up."
"What are you doing, don't tell me you're still
going, this is all pointless, it might all be for nothing. Just come home,"
he replied in a softer tone, not wanting to hurt her more than he already had.
He could tell he had too, he didn't mean to, he just said what needed to be
"I'm going to finish my trip up the mountain,
if you want to go home, feel free to keep going. I'm not going to give up, on
It had been several hours since he had left
her on the mountain and he was beginning to worry, and DeLaVampier didn't worry.
He had already tucked Evege into her crib and had made sure she was safe in
her bed. He had made sure ProjectSpartan was safe in his bed too. But he didn't
know where Britta was, if she was even safe at all. He always assumed the worst
when it came to her whereabouts. She had once told him she was going to take
a trip to Krawk Island to try and buy some books, but they had found her two
days later stuck in the Symol Hole. She was unpredictable, and a little reckless.
He began to pace the living room of their borrowed
home, wondering where she could be. Jmie5 had gone to bed hours ago, so she
was no use if Britta was in trouble. She slept like a log, and wouldn't be woken
for all the Neopoints in Neopia. He began to regret what he had told her, that
she was a silly girl and that it was hopeless. He sat down in the red chair
and fell asleep by the fireplace hoping that she would make it home safe.
"Wake up, I brought you home something," Britta
said as she woke up DeLaVampier from his resting place in the chair.
It was past midnight, and all DeLaVampier could
think of that that he was glad she was home.
"I was right, the Igloo had a ton of things.
I got you 3 Orange Jelly Pillows. I also got a White Paving Stone, a Veespa
Petpet Bowl, a Coconut Sink and a Cookie Jar. All for our new home," Britta
said as she smiled at him.
He looked at her in amazement because it was
a big load for her to carry all by herself from Terror Mountain to Jmie5's home
in Faerieland. He looked at her smiling face and all he could reply was, "Yes,
for our new home."
He had hope now, that it would be possible for
them to move. It's the holiday season and anything can happen. Don't give up
on your dreams before they have a chance to happen. Things may not always turn
out they way you intend, but they always turn out like they were supposed to.
Author's Note: Jmie5 and Pendrue were used with permission. This was also
written to help persuade the wonderful people who work for Neopets to make moving
your Neohome an option, just in time for the holidays.