TYNG: Petpetsitting - Part Two
"This is going to be fun!" said Oliver, bouncing along energetically
beside his beige and pink sister.
"We need to bring some of the TYNG members in
to help us," worried Anise, no longer her optimistic self that she was around
all of the other members. "If we don't, it will be utter chaos, whether you've
played Petpetsitter till your eyes fall out or not. Oh well, one consolation
is that we're going to get paid a pretty penny for this," she continued murmuring
to herself until the pair of them got back to their Neohome. Their owner greeted
"What have you been up to?" she asked, a big
smile on her face. Then, without even waiting for an answer, she said, "I've
bought you guys your favorite food for you today for supper!" she flounced into
"Tigersquash corn dogs!" squealed the two pets.
They raced to the table and started to shove the delicious food into their open
"You two eat like Moehogs!" giggled their owner.
The next day, Anise and Oliver took a stroll
around the neighborhood and saw, to their delight, Janelle's posters tacked
up on boards, lamp posts and other things that posters can be put on.
"This is going to bring in some business," remarked
Oliver, patting the posters affectionately. "Quite a bit of it, actually."
"People will start to go on holidays soon now
so they can give us their Petpets and we'll take care of them for the entire
time they're gone," summarized Anise. "We'd better get back home in case some
of them are already coming to drop their Petpets off."
The two siblings padded or bounced to the Neohome
where they organized the attic room upstairs with all of the things that Petpets
would need, waiting for someone to come. Soon, a knock on the door said that
they had their first customer.
"I'll answer the door and take the Petpet up
to the attic and you go and tell Jeff to come over and help us take care of
it," said Anise, suddenly getting organized and aloof.
"We don't need help to take care of one measly
Petpet!" objected Oliver. "We can take care of it ourselves!"
"Have it your way," shrugged Anise, before opening
the door to find a Faerie Kacheek flapping its wings and floating about a foot
above the doorstep. She was holding a small kennel. A small blue muzzle protruded
from the front and it started yapping.
"Will you take care of Fluffy for me?" asked
the Kacheek. "My family's going on vacation for a few days and I can't bring
my Petpet along. The list of what she needs is stuck to the side, and her food
is in the back of her kennel." Then, putting her yellow face in front of the
kennel, she smiled sweetly and said "I'll be back, Fluffs!"
After the Kacheek had flown away, Anise and
Oliver carted Fluffy to the attic, where they had set up Petpet bath tubs, scratching
trees, a pipe maze in a corner, a cage for Petpets who don't behave themselves,
cushions, beds and some toys littered about the room. They had closed the windows
firmly and locked them so if they had any flying Petpets, they wouldn't escape.
"Let's get you out of here, Fluffy," said Anise.
She opened the door and a gleeful Anubis ran out, barking shrilly. The siblings
backed away from the hyper Petpet which was playing with a purple Petpet ball.
Anise took the sheet of paper that was stuck to the side of the kennel and read
aloud "Fluffy will need one bowl full of Anubites (located in her kennel) at
about noon each day. She can't have more than one serving or else she will get
very sick. She won't play with a plushie, so if you try to give her one, she
will rip it up. She will only sleep on a Petpet cushion. You'll need to keep
her for three days while I'm gone. Take good care of her!"
"That doesn't seem too hard," said Oliver. "We've
got a Petpet cushion, and her Anubites are in her kennel," he reached in and
pulled out a tightly sealed dark blue bag of Anubites. "Is it noon yet?" he
"Not yet," grinned Anise. She had taken a piece
of paper and had scribbled down on it at right about the middle "Noon - feed
Fluffy (Anubis) one bowl of Anubites."
"Good idea," praised Oliver. He bounced downstairs
on his tail as he heard a sharp rap on the door. "Here's another one!" he shouted
over his shoulder. Opening the door, he found a blue Acara holding a rolled-up
list in one pink paw and a small yellow Spyder in the other. "Hello," he said
"Hi!" said the Acara, smiling at him. "This
is Jay. You don't have to worry about him spinning webs all over your house
because he was born without the ability to spin webs. Handy, huh?" then, stroking
the yellow Spyder's back, she said "I won't be gone long! This Blumaroo will
be very nice to you, and you will have a very good time!" she smiled up at Oliver
and handed him the rolled-up note and the Spyder. "The instructions are on the
note!" she said. "Take good care of him."
"I will!" called Oliver as the Acara walked
away. "Jay, are you? Well, you're going to get along well with my Spyder, Daz."
"Who is it this time, Olli?" asked Anise, as
her brother entered the attic to find Fluffy curled up on the cushion, her eyes
"A yellow Spyder," said Oliver. "His name is
Jay. He's going to get along very nicely with Daz."
"I'm sure he is," said Anise absentmindedly.
"Where are the instructions?"
"Right here," Oliver produced the small note
and handed it to Anise.
"Jay will eat anything. Make sure he eats twice
a day, morning and night. If he doesn't, he'll get sick. He will sleep on anything
and play with anything. He's very easy to care for. Take good care of him! I
will be back in four days' time."
"He's just like Daz!" said Oliver, patting Jay
who started to purr. He them jumped up and the two Spyders scuttled around the
room and played in the Petpet maze. "If another one comes, it's your turn to
answer," said Oliver, watching Chera and Fluffy run around the room, yapping
"Yes," said Anise. She put down her pencil and
looked at the piece of paper. She had added Jay's mealtimes - morning and night
- to the list. "I'm thinking that we'll need some members' help pretty soon,"
she frowned. "And they will sleep up here, and we will have to sleep up here
too to make sure none of them escape!"
"I can do that," said Oliver. He heard a loud
banging on the door, and he pushed Anise lightly. She fell off of the chair
and quickly headed down to the front door after throwing her brother a playful
annoyed glare, where a fierce-looking Skeith stood with his tail curled around
a small green Geb, huddled close to its owner's massive bulk.
"Hello," greeted Anise. She bent down and picked
up the Geb and stroked it. Its eyes closed almost immediately, and an odd sound
that sounded like purring sounded from deep inside the pyramid-shaped Petpet.
"What's this one's name?"
"His name's Sakhmet," said the Skeith. "He'll
eat anything, anytime, play with anything, and sleep on anything. Keep him for
a week," then the Skeith was gone.
"He must not be very literate," decided Anise.
"Either not literate or very curt."
"Who is it this time?" questioned Oliver. He
turned his attention back to the two Spyders, who were looking at him inquisitively.
"Okay, to get past that bend, you need to pull your legs in real tight and then
push yourself past with your back ones. Ready?" he picked up Daz and dropped
him in the top of the Petpet maze. The Spyder followed his owner's instructions
and soon he was past the perilous bend. "See? It's that easy," said Oliver,
dropping Jay in.
"It's a Geb called Sakhmet," said Anise loudly.
"Now that we have five Petpets to care for, let's get Jeff or Janelle or someone
to come over and help us take care of them all."
"I'll go and get both of them!" said Oliver.
He bounced down the stairs and out of the front door on his springy Blumaroo
tail. He came up to Janelle's house and knocked. "Janelle?" he called loudly.
"Hi! What's the problem?" she asked, opening
"We need some more people to take care of the
five Petpets that we've already gotten," said Oliver. "Bring yours too! Then
they can all have fun together!"
After Janelle had gotten her Petpet (a plain
Snicklebeast called Avalbane) from her bedroom, she hurried outside and headed
to the Blumaroo's house. Oliver continued on to Jeff's Neohome.
He knocked on the door and called "Jeff?"
The door opened and a red Scorchio flapped in
the air, looking down at Oliver. "Need help taking care of those Petpets? They
can get to be quite a handful!" and with that, the Scorchio flew out of the
door and to the Blumaroo's Neohome, with Oliver following behind.
When they arrived, they bounded up the stairs
to find Anise sitting on the floor, biting her tongue in concentration. The
list had abruptly filled up and Avalbane soon got lost in amongst the other
Petpets. "Collars! We need collars!" cried Anise frantically.
"Nah, we can tell the difference," said Janelle
hesitantly, looking at the stream of Petpets at her feet. "This is going to
be nightmarish," she said under her breath. "Where's the mop?" she inquired.
"We need one if a Petpet can't get to the bathroom on time!"
"I'll get one!" said Oliver. He bounced to the
door, but not before it burst open and their owner peeked in. Her eyes widened
in shock at all of the Petpets on the floor.
"What the…" she said, before rounding on Oliver
and Anise. "What's this?"
"We need money for TYNG, so we started a Petpetsitter
agency type thing," said Anise weakly. "We assumed that it would be okay."
"Well, it's not okay," said their owner kindly
but firmly. "But you can continue on until all of the Petpets are gone. Take
down all of your signs outside so that the Petpets will be gone sooner."
"But-" protested Oliver.
"And no 'buts!'" growled his owner, before shutting
"Wow," said Janelle. "Your owner is really fierce;
I'm glad I have my own owner rather than yours."
"Gee, thanks, that makes me feel all warm and
fuzzy inside," muttered Oliver angrily. He bounced gloomily out of the room,
down the stairs and out of the front door. He ripped the brightly colored posters
down with the melancholy air of someone cutting up a favorite plushie.
He put them into a neat stack and brought it
back into the house and put it in his room, under the mattress, so that his
owner wouldn't see it. Then he returned to the attic to find some of the Petpets
quietly snoozing in the many beds and some of them running around and mewing
or barking or growling or honking or roaring or quacking or any of the other
sounds that many various Petpets make.
"Chaos, utter chaos," Jeff kept mumbling, his
eyes staring off into the distance and not really seeing the sea of Petpets
swelling and making all of the Petpet sounds around their feet.
Janelle was singing quietly to the Petpets, hoping
that it would soothe them and maybe even lull them to sleep, since it was getting
late in the afternoon and the sun was sinking down to the horizon.
She succeeded in making some of them pad off
to a free bed and curl up and start to snooze. When all of the beds were occupied,
some of the other Petpets inserted themselves in beside other sleeping ones
and then started to snore along with their room-mate.
"They're so cute!" cooed Anise, petting Avalbane's
furry head as he growled appreciatively.
"Speak for yourself, lady," said Oliver, trying
to cling onto one of the roof's rafters. "And how exactly are we going to sleep
up here? Prepare a bed on the roof?"
"Actually, that's what we might have to do,"
admitted Anise, looking at Janelle, who was trying to persuade some more of
the Petpets to sleep with her soft, sweet lullaby. She succeeded and the Petpets
managed to fit three of them in a bed, and in some beds there were even four
of them. Now there were only a few that weren't asleep. They were still roaming
about, but soon all of them except for Daz and Chera dropped off to sleep. They
only fell asleep when their owners fell asleep.
"Haul your sleeping bag up here," advised Anise.
Her eyes were starting to droop and she stifled a yawn. "I'm getting sleepy."
"Good idea," said Oliver. He bounced downstairs
and pulled an olive-green sleeping bag out of his room and towed it up the stairs
and into the attic. He set it up and yawned too, his mouth open wide.
"You guys can head back to your houses and get
a decent nights' sleep now. You've been a great help," said Anise, smiling at
her friends. "Maybe you can come over tomorrow and invite Ginny and some other
members, too! We need all the help we can get!"
To be continued...