The Tower Journey: Part Three
Part Three: The Sunshine Monk and Swirliness
Toggerneo gulped and stared at the well-built
Lupe. The tall figure was wearing a heavy cape, with a hood that hid the upper
part of his face in daunting shadows. He held the sword loosely in one hand
while gripping a shield in the other, and a symbol on the shield, that of a
single yellow eye, scared Toggerneo witless for no actual reason. This fear
wasn't helped when he saw a small bomb poking from the Lupe's pocket, yellow
with a small black dot.
The glistening-white armour clinked slightly
as this strange figure stood up straight. When the blade was finally sheathed,
Toggerneo breathed a long sigh of relief before fainting.
"How did HE get in here?" gasped Eliv Thade,
between useless gulps of air. Running flat out through a creepy castle isn't
good or anyone's health, even a ghost who doesn't need to breathe. Von Roo was
coughing as well, but far behind, trying desperately to cackle in between so
as to regain his evil composure.
"MWHAACK… MWHAHAoccoocooc… MWH… Mwh… what… WAS
he… doing here? How… did he get in..?"
"I asked first, you have to tell me."
"I don't know!"
"Then we may have a problem."
"Kid, wake up. Come on, we've gotta get out of
Toggerneo's eyes opened slowly, and he was staring
into the face of the Lupe.
"Who ARE you?" he asked slowly, rubbing his head.
"A guy who doesn't like the paranormal. So I'm
blowing it up." He waved the yellow eye-like bomb at Toggerneo, who yelled.
"AAH! The fuse is on fire! Put it out! Put it
"Don't worry, it just hurts ghosts and the like.
Unless you're particularly close."
"It's IN YOUR HAND!" the Gelert screamed.
"That's why we have to go."
The tall figure dropped his bomb on the cobbled
floor, and tugged Toggerneo to his feet. Soon they were speeding down the many
corridors of the castle, heading towards the thick wooden doors. When they came
into view they were blocked by two figures.
"STOP!" yelled Thade, while Count von Roo just
cackled insanely, clearly angry that no-one was taking him seriously.
"You need a cough mint," the Lupe barked at Roo,
before drawing his blade and swinging it towards the vampire. Count von Roo
only just managed to stop the attack, by biting down on the sharp metal. Toggerneo
just barged straight through the hovering spectre of Thade, who huffed madly
and shot after the escaping pair, while von Roo clutched his mouth.
"Oww! Ou maniacs! Wha di I e'er do oo ou?"
And then the Gelert was out in the dull sunlight,
followed closely by the Lupe. Eliv Thade screeched and slunk back from the weak
beams of light, while the escaping pair slid to a halt. Toggerneo glanced up
at the Lupe.
A deep boom came from behind, and Toggerneo turned
to watch the Count be flung far away into the trees, followed by a moaning Thade.
"It won't rid the world of them, but they'll
be out of action for a long while. What were you doing there, kid?" The Lupe
tugged his hood further over his head and turned to Toggerneo, who was breathing
grateful sighs of relief.
"I… uhh… I've been sent to restock the items
from the Hidden Tower."
"Oh! You have?" A grin spread across the hooded
figure's face. "How is Fyora these days? Oh, it's been ages since I saw her!
Fighting evil is a full time job."
"You know the Queen? How? Who ARE you?"
"I'm the Sunshine Monk, as she once named me."
The Monk paused expectantly.
"Uhh… do I know a Sunshine Monk?"
"Haven't you ever read the little description
note they stick on all my Ghostkerswords? Well, that they USED to until she
"Ghostkerswords?! You're the guy I need to get
some stuff off! THAT Sunshine Monk!"
"The shield and bomb set, right? Very popular,
I hear, but I can only make so many at a time, so quite costly. Sure, here you
go." The Sunshine Monk handed over his shield, before pulling another bomb from
"Wow! How convenient! All I had to do was almost
get eaten by madmen."
"Now, I have to leave," the Monk sighed. "Go
home, restock, have a shower- why do evil places always have to be so dusty?
Monsters usually horde treasure, why not hoard a vacuum cleaner or two? Ah well.
Gotta go. Evil does not wait for me to have chat to new acquaintances. Well,
sometimes it does, but that's quite rare."
"Well, thanks again! I Wait- can I borrow your
The Lupe scowled. "I may be in a generous mood,
but this sword is very important to me, and seeing as it isn't stocked anymore-"
"I know, but Count von Roo bit down on it. I
need to make some Fake Von Roo Teeth."
The Sunshine Monk frowned.
"Well, I won't give you the sword… if I did,
I wouldn't survive the night in these Woods. But I'll swing by the Hidden Tower
sometime soon, so you can make a cast of it. So long as I can have a pair for
myself. I have a Halloween party soon with all the other heroes. They'll make
a great costume. Oh, and Toggerneo?"
"Yes?" the Gelert replied, wondering how the
Monk had known his name.
"Do you have any Werelupe Claws yet?"
"Uhh… no. And I'm not looking forward to finding
"Here." The Lupe produced a handful of jagged
claws from his pocket, and threw them over to Toggerneo, who gasped.
"What? But how did you get this many?"
"I loose my claws every three months."
"What? You're a-"
The Gelert looked up, but saw nothing. The Sunshine
Monk was gone.
After a long day's walking through the ancient
trees of the Haunted Woods, Toggerneo finally felt sand beneath his feet. Before
him spread the Lost Desert, a grand sight that went on as far as he could see.
He dropped the backpack on the floor and opened
"HEY! CAN I GET SOME WATER HERE?"
"No need to shout," came the annoyed response.
"Here you are."
A small bottle bounced from the pack, and Toggerneo
gulped at it quickly. When he was finished he wiped his mouth and looked back
at the bag.
But the bag was gone.
Something hit the back of his head, and he was
"No, he's too ugly."
Toggerneo woke up at that and scowled.
"Are you referring to me? Hello?" He was tied
up by his feet, but facing a wall, and couldn't see the speakers. Nothing but
silence. "Hey, what colour paint is this? Autumn Bronze, right? My lampshade's
More silence, and then hushed whispers. Toggerneo
sighed and tried to twist around, but it was impossible. Until the ropes around
his feet were cut and he hit the ground.
"OOF! Oww… why is that happening so much?" He
rolled over and looked up into a Kacheek's eyes.
"Hello," the Kacheek said simply. "I'm Bebob."
"Why did you attack me?!" Toggerneo exclaimed,
leaping to his feet. "What's going on here?" He looked around the small hut,
noticing two other Kacheeks stood around a large pot, which rumbled and shook.
"We were going to add your bag to the Rainbow
Swirly Potion. And you. The weirdest things help. But, it seems father doesn't
approve of your tatty appearance."
"Great. I'm so lucky."
"We thought you'd appreciate that."
Something struck Toggerneo. A boot.
"Go away, you idiot Gelert! We're busy!"
Something else struck Toggerneo.
"Hey, wait, this is where you make the Rainbow
Swirly Things? You make the potion in that pot, right? And stand around it all
day, caring for the beloved potion, making sure it's perfect!"
"Don't be daft. That's dinner; Rumbly Stew, I
like to call it." The Kacheek walked across to a large door and shoved it open.
"THAT is where we make the Things."
There, outside the door, was a huge metallic
factory building, with hundreds of Kikos and Kacheeks bustling around it, carrying
huge vials of the swirling potion that was integral to the Things.
"Pretty good for an ancient civilisation, right?"
"Uhh… yeah!" Toggerneo agreed. "Listen, I've
been sent by the Hidden Tower-"
"Oh! We have the next shipment ready, but the
usual courier didn't arrive. I think he must have gotten eaten, or sludgified.
But now you're here, that's just fine. Follow me!"
"Wait, I need my bag."
"The bag wasn't important, was it?" the Kacheek
asked, clearly worried. "Only YOU weren't attractive enough. The bag's on the
way to the swirly vat." Before he had finished Toggerneo was running towards
The Gelert smashed through the metal doors and
found himself in front of a huge conveyer belt. Loads of random items were sliding
forwards, towards a gigantic glass pot that glowed hundreds of colours. Toggerneo
gasped when he saw the bag so far away, only a few items back from the end.
"STOP THE BELT! GET THAT BAG!" he yelled as he
sped forwards, knocking over a pair of Skeith supervisors. The belt slid forwards
as steadily as ever, and the bag was teetering on the edge when Toggerneo leapt
forwards. He grabbed at the handles, gasped a sigh of relief when he had a firm
grip, and then yelled as he continued forwards and fell headfirst into the Rainbow
"Tastes like chicken."
"Stop licking the potion and help me get him
back to the hut."
Toggerneo's opened his eyes and looked around.
He was being carried from the factory, and could feel that his clothes were
soaking through. They were also now multicoloured, as was the bag.
"He's awake! Put him down!"
The Gelert was dropped on his back painfully,
and he coughed. When his paw came up to his mouth he stifled a scream.
"AAH! My fur! I'm-"
"Pleasant to the eye."
"RAINBOW! But… I…" He shook his head. "Turn me
"Sorry, we can't. The process is very complex."
"… I guess I'm stuck like this, huh?"
The Gelert sighed and got to his feet, while
a fourth Kacheek hurried forwards with a small sack. The Kacheek who had captured
Toggerneo snatched it away quickly and drew a bunch of amulets out, waving them
at the multicoloured-pet.
"Your Things." The Kacheek smiled, and then pulled
a strange robotic-type thing from his pocket, also rainbow, and shaped like
a Grundo. "I believe you also need this, if the Neopian Times is correct."
"Never trust a newspaper that expects you to
actually READ it. Too smart for its own good. But thanks." Toggerneo took them
quickly and shoved them deep into his bag, before looking up at the desert Pets.
They were waving at him, obviously expecting him to leave promptly.
"Which way to Coltzan's Shrine?" he asked as
he checked through the rainbow-coloured list.
"As soon as you leave the factory gates go left
for a few miles. It'll be easy to see. Because it's huge. And the only shrine
for miles, except the Potato Shrine, but nobody visits it. Potatoes aren't too
popular here. More desert foods. Because this is the desert. I'm sorry, I babble.
Confused, Toggerneo just nodded and hurried away.
"Ahh, that's sweet! He's nervous!"
The faerie burst into giggles again as she watched
Toggerneo through the crystal ball. Fyora shook her head, and turned to their
"More tea, Hubrid?"
Hubrid Nox did not look like his normal self.
His nails glistened, his hair was combed back stylishly, and his moustache had
been cut away. He looked pretty stylish, and loved it.
"Go on then. Any muffins?"
"Sorry, no. Hey, look! There's the shrine! Why's
he going there, do you think?"
"I'm betting he's after the Mask of Coltzan."
"And… oh dear, he's gone straight up and tapped
it. Coltzan won't like that."
"He REALLY won't like Toggerneo kicking it, will
"The poor mite's angry!"
"He's all different colours, has landed in snot,
been almost eaten by madmen; I would have THOUGHT Coltzan would let him off
The sand beneath Toggerneo's feet vanished, and
the Gelert toppled out of sight.
"I guess not."
To be continued...