Going to See Fyora
So here we were again. In Faerieland. Why Fj0rd lets us
go there, with her not along, I have no idea. Given that the last time we were
there, we ended up almost being captured by the Defenders of Neopia for kidnapping
two pets and stealing a book, it's also a question of why the Faeries let us come
By 'us', I mean Fj0rd's pets. Yotaria; Lyrian;
McCandry; and me, a Faerie Wocky. My name is Yrael, and sometimes I think I'm
the only sane one in the family. Then again, sometimes I know I am.
"What was Fj0rd thinking?" I muttered, glaring
at my siblings. They were currently trying to buy a Lemon Faerie Bubble with
seven Neopoints. The shop owner, a slender Earth Faerie, was quite obviously
exasperated. I didn't blame her.
"All right, that's it. Out, now! All of you."
She shooed the others out of the shop, and reluctantly--it was nice inside the
shop--I fluttered my Faerie wings and rose into the air to follow them at a
"Now what?" Yotaria complained. "I'm hungry!"
The Disco Kau put a hoof on her stomach as if to prove this point.
"So am I," Lyrian said wistfully.
"You don't have a stomach!" said Yotaria, poking
the Sketch Kiko. "How can you be hungry, if you don't have a stomach?"
"I don't have a stomach? Oh, Faerie Snowglobe!
I don't have a stomach!" Lyrian bobbed and spun in the air in consternation.
"Oh, hi, Yrael. Do you have any food? I'm hungry--" he darted a swift glance
at Yotaria--"even though I don't have a stomach."
I shook my head, partly in bewilderment and
partly in response to Lyrian's question.
"Bother." Lyrian looked at the fourth sibling,
McCandry. McCandry is zapped daily with the Lab Ray, so there's no telling what
he--or she--will be from one day to the next. This day, however, he was a Spotted
Kacheek, after nearly a week of being Tyrannian.
McCandry shook his head. "Ugg ugga ugg," he
"Oh, that's right." The Sketch Kiko paused.
"I know! We'll pay a call to the Faerie Queen! Maybe she'll give us some food,"
he added, drifting towards Faerie Palace already.
"Ugga ugg ugg!" McCandry agreed, and began to
"Ooh, good idea," Yotaria said. She trotted
off after the others, and with a sigh I followed. I should've just left then,
I suppose, but then again they are my siblings--and additionally, they're usually
good for entertainment value, if nothing else.
"Let's see. How do we get in?" Lyrian wondered,
tapping at the large double doors of the Faerie Palace.
"Maybe you use the knocker?" said I, indicating
the large bronze rings attached to the doors.
"Oh, maybe! Let's try!"
Lyrian has no perception of sarcasm.
Yotaria trotted up then, panting from our run
through the streets. Well, actually, we hadn't had to run until the very end,
when some guards caught sight of us and thought we were going to steal stuff
from the Hidden Tower. Either that, or they recognized us from the time I mentioned
before, when we went to the Faerie Crossword and ended up nearly caught by the
Defenders of Neopia.
The Sketch Kiko floated up to the knocker and
We waited. And waited. Finally Lyrian turned
away with a sigh. "Well, that's it then--"
Yotaria's head was turned up to look at the
towers of Faerie Palace. "Yrael," she said slowly. "How strong are you?"
I froze in the act of turning to follow Lyrian.
"Would this have anything to do with breaking and entering Faerie Palace?" I
"Good. I'm pretty strong."
"--we'll just go in and take a look around,"
I grimaced. I should've waited for the end of
"This is so undignified," I muttered a few minutes
later. McCandry was grabbing my tail with one Kacheek paw; Yotaria held on to
McCandry's foot. Lyrian bobbed around Yotaria's shoulders, yelling "Woohoo!"
in excitement. I was anything but excited.
"I hate my life," I said, focusing on the window
Yotaria had indicated. "Why couldn't I have a nice, normal family--maybe a little
sister who hero-worships me, and an owner who actually remembers to go shopping
for food instead of one who buys marshmallows and hot chocolate mix on a regular
basis and forgets everything else?"
"What?" Yotaria asked from below me. "What'd
you say, Yrael?"
"Ugg ugg!" McCandry asserted.
"What's going on? What happened? Is Yrael hurt?
What? What?" Lyrian said. He floated up next to me. "Are you hurt, Yrael?"
"Only my pride," I said, glaring across at him.
"Oh. Okay, then." He descended to Yotaria's
I closed my eyes for a moment and shook my head.
The windowsill wasn't far now; it stood open, which was good. We'd only be entering,
instead of breaking and entering. I fluttered in, pulling McCandry along with
me, and Yotaria fell in as well. We all landed in a heap on the floor, with
me at the bottom. I groaned.
"Yrael? You okay?" Lyrian poked my ear.
"No. I'm quite probably dead," I said sarcastically,
glaring up at him as best I could from the position I was in. "Get those two
off, and I suppose we'll see if I am."
Yotaria scrambled off, and McCandry did too.
I stood up and sighed. My fur would never be the same.
"Okay," Lyrian said when we'd established the
fact that I wasn't going to keel over and die in the next ten minutes. "Let's
go see the Faerie Queen!" He floated out of the room we were in and down the
corridor outside, humming one of those songs Fj0rd sings all the time. "We're
off to see the Queen," he sang, "the wonderful Queen of--Faerieland," Lyrian
ended, rather pathetically I thought. The word had too many syllables to fit
the song structure.
We--Yotaria, McCandry, and I--followed Lyrian
as he floated through the palace. There didn't seem to be many people around.
"There we go!" Lyrian said. I'd seen the large,
purple double doors a few moments earlier, but didn't choose to remark upon
"Hey, Miss Faerie Queen," Yotaria called. "We're
here to see you!"
"Come in," a voice called, rather absently I
thought. We pushed the doors open and walked through, which means I pushed them
open and held them for everyone else.
"Yay! We're here!" Lyrian exclaimed.
"Ugg," McCandry said in a monotone. "Ugga ugg
"Oh, dear." The Faerie Queen stood up from her
throne and walked over to us. "You want me to help with the Kacheek's voice?"
"Oh, no." Yotaria said. "He's just been Tyrannian
for a while. Lab Ray, you see. He'll relearn the language in the next few days."
"I see." She turned as if to go back to her
throne, then turned to look at us again. "What do you want, then?"
"We just thought we'd pay a visit!" Lyrian said.
He grabbed Fyora's hand in an enthusiastic handshake. "It's great to meet you,
Faerie Queen Person!"
"Yes, well, it's good to meet you too," Fyora
said, a little nervously. I kept expecting her to summon the palace guards,
but maybe she was more patient than some of the people we'd visited lately.
"Who are you, by the way?"
"I'm Lyrian," Lyrian said, "and this is Yotaria,
and McCandry, and we're Fj0rd's pets. Well really she's extreme_fj0rd, but we
call her Fj0rd--"
"I'm Yrael," I interrupted, shooting a glare
at Lyrian to keep him quiet. "And I'm sorry about the siblings." I gestured
at the three others, who grinned, thinking I'd just complimented them.
"I... see," the Queen said, bemused. "You wouldn't
happen to be the pets that kidnapped a couple of people a while back, stole
a few things--"
I sighed. This definitely meant a quick escape.
Yrael to the rescue again. Without even needing to be told, McCandry grabbed
my tail. Yotaria hung on to McCandry's paw; I grabbed Lyrian by the arm and
took off. As we flew up and out a window, Lyrian waved good-bye to the Faerie
"Nice meeting you, Miss Faerie Queen!" he called.
"Maybe we can meet for tea sometime--" McCandry covered Lyrian's mouth with
his other paw and glared up at the Kiko.
"Ugg," the Kacheek said sharply. "Ugga ugg."
Lyrian fell silent, and I wondered, not for
the first time, just what McCandry was saying. I'd definitely have to give the
Kacheek some language lessons when we got home.