An Encounter With Elzzuf
They're cute, they're fuzzy, and they want to be your friend.
Or do they? One should not be deceived by their cuteness. After having a gallery
full of these fuzzy little creatures, I've come to realize their true mission
in this world.
It started off as little mischievous acts. Little
things, really not worth mentioning. First it was just strange noises. Then
plants were going missing from my Neogarden. Then it was the strange Neomails
that began showing up in my inbox. Messages that stated three menacing little
words. BEWARE THE FUZZLES!
Quivering in fright, I stared at the Fuzzles
in my gallery. Their cute smiling faces staring back at me. I wondered how such
small creatures could invoke so much fear in me. The cute, fuzzy little creatures,
I once called my friends, were now tormenting me. Following my every footstep.
Haunting my dreams.
I began devising a plan to secretly get rid of
them. Randomly gave some away to random Neofriends. Donated a few to other peoples
Fuzzle galleries, but they all seemed to wind up back in my gallery, with meaner
and angrier faces. I was in for it now.
Before I knew it, I was captured, with my hands
tied up behind my back, in some lab out in the middle of nowhere. This huge
ray gun pointed down at me. A light bulb lit up in my head. I knew where this
place was, but a sinking feeling rose from the bottom of my stomach. So many
times before I've brought my dear pets to this place and even though they pleaded
for me not to do it, with tears in their eyes, I let the ray zap them and watched
with glee as they changed species, gender, or colour.
Now here I sat, under the very same ray gun.
Tears blurring my own eyes, as I pleaded with the Fuzzles to let me go.
"I'll do anything you ask! Just please don't
zap me with that thing!"
The Fuzzles only laughed at me. A shrill, frightening
cackle that sent shivers up my spine. Rocking back and forth on my knees, I
tried desperately to think of a plan to get myself out of this mess. Even tried
bribing some of the Fuzzles with their favourite treats. Told them I'd pamper
them for the rest of their long lives if they let me go, but it was no use.
The Fuzzles wouldn't take any of my offers. They only laughed louder.
"Please let me go! I'll do anything! Anything!"
I cried in desperation.
Then when all hope seemed lost, a booming voice
echoed out from a dark corner.
"Anything, you say?"
I looked up, as a giant figure emerged from the
shadows. A gigantic Blue Evil Fuzzle, bigger than I any I have ever seen through
my travels about Neopia. It was ten times the size of me and made all the other
little Fuzzles appear like ants. I shivered in fright, as I stared up in awe
at the size of the creature.
"Well? Will you really do anything?" Boomed the
The Fuzzles all around me were bowing down to
the enormous one looming over me as if it were some sort of god. Instinct told
me to do the same. Kneeing, with my hands still tied, I bowed as low to the
ground as my body would allow.
"Yes, I'll do anything you ask. Anything at all!
Just name it!"
For a long time the godly Fuzzle didn't say a
word. It seemed to be in deep thought. Finally, it let out a loud, rumbling
sigh and turned back into the shadows.
"Wait!" I cried out, in sudden panic. "Are you
going to let me go free?"
The panicked words that escaped my mouth made
the Fuzzles crack up laughing again. I still failed to see the humour in the
situation and out of fright and frustration I began yelling at the Fuzzles that
"You better let me go! Or else all of you, including
that oversized blob of fur over there are going to get it!"
The room suddenly filled with an eerie hush.
The Fuzzle's intimidating laughter stopped dead, as if someone had pressed a
mute button, and they all stared at me in total shock.
"Was it something I said?" The words came out
of my mouth so timidly, it surprised me. I winced, expecting any second now
to be pelted by Fuzzles, but to my surprise, they began to leave. One by one,
the Fuzzles where hightailing it out of the lab as fast as their little legs
could carry them. I swallowed hard, fearing the worst.
Just then, the massive godly Fuzzle appeared
out of the shadows again. It stared down at me with its huge black eyes. I looked
up at the large ray gun that was still pointing at me and quivered. I thought
for sure that this would be the end of me. The Overgrown ball of fur would pull
the trigger and the ray gun would zap me into something strange.
I began wondering how I ever thought these creatures
were cute and cuddly and how I even thought of them as friends. I wondered why
I ever wanted a whole gallery full of them and what I must have done wrong to
provoke them to this level.
Looking up at the monstrous Fuzzle with sad,
teary ears, I tried pleading again. Knowing it wouldn't work, but I had to try
"Please Mister Fuzzle, your highness, your godliness!
I'll do anything you say! Just let me go! I'll give you all my Neopoints! All
my expensive items! I'll even build a NeoHome, just for you! Please, I beg you!
Let me go!"
Then it laughed. A deafening chuckle that shook
the whole room. Dust fell from the ceiling. Things came crashing down off of
shelves. It was like an earthquake of laughter.
Just as fast as the laughter started, it stopped.
The floor still rumbling in aftershock.. The giant Fuzzle went quite again,
just like it did before and for a long time there was nothing but silence in
I didn't say a word, afraid of what the creature
might do to me, if I broke it's train of thought.
"I am Elzzuf! Lord of all Fuzzles!" It finally
spoke. "It has come to my attention that you have treated my dear Fuzzles with
lack of respect. Stuck them in a gallery and ignored them. Never letting them
out to play."
"SILENCE!" The creature boomed. "All I ask is
you let them out every once and a while. Fuzzles need to have some fun too.
And they need attention, or else they'll get themselves into trouble! And lastly,
let them take over the world, as it has been our personal mission for many years
"Yes, yes! If I do all that will you let me go?"
The large Fuzzle closed it's eyes again and was
silent. Then with a loud, rumbling sigh, it turned around and fled back into
the shadows. Leaving me completely alone in the lab. Then with a click, the
lights turned off and everything was pitch black. There was nothing to do, but
curl up in a ball and fall asleep in the darkness.
I awoke the next morning to bright sunlight shining
down on me. I let out a huge yawn and stretched, slowly opening my eyes. I was
back in my room. It had all been a strange dream. Or had it?
As I sat up, 50 pairs of eyes stared back at
me. There they all were, out of my gallery with their menacing Fuzzle smiles,
gleaming at me. It was no dream!