The Pant Devil's Dire Mistake
Author’s note: This story portrays Potatorewkiki’s characters and not my own.
So Potato, if your characters differ from how I wrote them, please don’t sick
any Meepits on me. Also I apologize for portraying the Pant Devil similar to Gollum,
he just reminds me of him.
Blue was in a foul mood. She sat in the living room
lounging on the couch and glaring at the little red Shoyru sitting across the
room on the floor. Angel was the shadow Gelert’s little sister; she was also
incredibly annoying and was a snobbish brat.
“Prepare to taste the steel of my blade, Kass!”
Angel cried while shaking a Jeran doll at a Kass doll and giggling happily.
“Go play with those moth eaten rags somewhere
else won’t you?” Blue growled at Angel.
Blue couldn’t stand her younger sister, all
she did was complain, whine, and kiss up to teachers (which really annoyed her).
Angel was the cutesy-wutsey one in the family and did many annoying things such
as playing Meridell when she knew it would irritate Blue.
“Hyaaa!” Angel leapt into the air and beat her
two dolls together as if they were locked in mortal combat and she came crashing
down onto the couch… and Blue.
“That’s it!” Blue cried, outraged. She leered
at Angel and narrowed her eyes as she loomed over her sister. “Put those little
dollies of yours away before I feed them to a starving Doglefox.”
Angle looked up at her sister and frowned, “Why
are you such a bully to me, aren’t we supposed to be siblings?”
“As far as I’m concerned we aren’t!” Blue sneered.
Angel frowned at her older sister and gathered
her Jeran and Kass dolls in her arms as she held back the tears that were beginning
to well up in her eyes. “Why are you always so nasty?”
“Because you give me no reason not to be,” Blue
stated. “Now do me a favor and go away.”
“Fine!” Angel said bursting into tears. She
spun around and ran from the room and out of the house.
A red Eyrie lying in the corner opens an eye
from his nap and yawns. “You really shouldn’t be so mean and sarcastic you know,
Blue turned around and narrowed her eyes at
the Eyrie. “And what business is it of yours on how I act, Floryn?”
Floryn merely shrugged, “None I suppose.”
“Then stay out of it,” Blue said coldly.
“Aye, aye then Captain,” Floryn said with a
salute and then walked off.
Blue grumbled and sat back down on the couch.
It’s Angel’s own fault I yelled at her, Blue thought to herself. If
she had listened to me I wouldn’t have had to yell. She lay back and rested
her head on the arm of the couch and merely stared at the ceiling for a while,
studying the plaster molding that decorated it. After awhile she managed to
drift off to sleep and had been having an interesting dream when her nap was
Someone was shaking her arm and calling out her
name. Blue cracked open an eye to see Angel standing over her.
“Oh, it’s you,” Blue mumbled before turning
over to go back to sleep.
“Blue! Wake up!” Angel said sobbing. “Please.”
The shadow Gelert would have just as soon ignored
her annoying younger sister if it had not been for the fear in her voice. Blue
sat upright and looked at her younger sister who was shaking and had tears running
down her cheeks.
“What is the matter now, Angel?” she asked.
Angel sobbed and rung her hands together while
staring at the floor. “M-my dolls!”
“What about your dolls, Angel?” Blue asked.
“They were stolen from me! I was outside, sitting
in the yard and then the Pant Devil came over to me, and he-he stole them from
me!” Angel burst into tears and sobbed louder than ever.
Blue stared at her sister skeptically; maybe
she was just playing a practical joke to get back at her for yelling at her
earlier. But then again, she was crying rather loudly and seemed sincere. Drat,
Angel was most likely telling the truth.
“All right, all right Angel. Calm down, okay?”
Blue said softly to her sister. “Are you sure it was the Pant Devil?”
Angel stopped crying and looked at her sister
like she had just grown an extra head. “Of course I’m sure it was him!” she
cried. “Who else looks like a fat blue sheet with little horns glued to its
head other than the Pant Devil?”
Great, Blue thought, just great. The
Pant Devil steals my sister’s dolls out of all the other, better, items he could
“It’s okay, Angel, I’ll get those dolls back
for you.” Especially since it’s my fault that you were outside where the
Pant Devil could get to you. With that, Blue stood from the couch and went
to her brother, Floryn’s room.
“Floryn, you in there?” Blue asked, knocking
on his door.
“Yah,” he called out from inside.
Blue opened the door and stepped inside of his
room. Books were heaped all over his room along with old issues of the Neopian
Times. It figured, as it seemed that all Floryn did was read. And then there
was Floryn sprawled on his bed, his beak in a book, as usual.
“Floryn, I have a question for you.” Blue said.
“What would that be?” the Eyrie asked, slowly
tearing his attention from his book.
“The Pant Devil lives in the Haunted Woods right?”
Floryn blinked. “Yes, that’s what most Neopian’s
believe to be true.”
“Good,” Blue grinned. “I’ll see you later. And
if Potato gets back before I do, just tell her I’m out for a walk or something.”
A few hours and Neopoints later for the travel
fare, Blue found herself in the Haunted Woods. She looked around at the broken
and abandoned houses with creaking doors and shutters that slammed shut and
opened again in the typical haunted house fashion. The trees were all dead,
gray, and had withered, claw-like branches that shook in the wind as if to catch
any that walked past them. Blue spotted a Halloween Grarrl walking along a twisted
gray path and chased after it.
“Excuse me! Can I ask you something?” she called
out as she chased after it.
The Grarrl paused and turned around to see Blue.
“I guess,” it said.
“Tell me where the Pant Devil lives?” Blue asked.
“I know where he lives,” the Grarrl said. “But
I’m not going to tell you.”
Blue narrowed her eyes and grabbed the Grarrl
by the collar of its cape. “Yes you will, or I can think of many ways to cause
you pain with just a plain stick.”
The Grarrl’s eyes widened a great deal as he
squirmed in Blue’s grasp. “Okay! He lives in a hollowed out tree in the middle
of a dead grove, that way!” It pointed with a claw off in a southern direction.
Blue released the Grarrl and smiled coldly as
it ran off in quite a hurry. She headed off in the indicated direction. She
didn’t exactly know how to get there, but she’d know when she did. Besides,
that thief needed to be taught a lesson. No one could pick on her family and
get away with while she was around. The beating of wings startled Blue and drew
gaze to the black sky above; it was only a lone Korbat minding it’s own business,
no reason to fear.
After awhile of walking, Blue came to the grove
that the Grarrl had spoken of. She walked around and began tapping on each trunk
listening for an echo. After about five trees she came across a hollow sounding
one and looked around for an opening. See none Blue slumped against the side
to ponder, she had inadvertently leaned against a hidden door and it swung inward,
dumping her on the ground inside.
“Whoa,” Blue said looking at all of the items
dumped inside the tree. She saw many rare items including a rod of nova, which
she quickly stuffed into a bag she had brought with her. “Now where are those
dolls?” Blue looked through the piles of items and was unable to find the dolls
and was about to give up when she heard a voice outside.
“Yes, my precious', we will have such fun. You
shall be ours forever!” the voice cackled.
Blue stuck her head out of the tree and saw
the Pant Devil floating about five feet away from her, unfortunately he saw
her as well.
“Thief! Come to steal my precious’! You can’t
have it!” the Pant Devil hissed.
Blue saw that he held Angel’s two dolls and
growled at the Pant Devil. “Alright you floating pillow with horns, hand those
“Never!” the Pant Devil cried.
“You asked for it, can’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Blue shrugged and rolled up her sleeves as she grinned evilly and advanced towards
the Pant Devil menacingly.
About five minutes later, Blue stood over the
Pant Devil who was clutching the bumps on his head and sniveling. “She cheated,
stole my precious’!”
Blue glowered at the thief cowering at her feet
with distaste. “If you ever steal anything from my family again, you’ll wish
you’d never been born.” And with that, she headed back home.
* * * *
Blue stood in front of her front door and slowly creaked it open and looked
inside to make sure that the coast was clear. It was, so she entered and ran
into none other than her owner, Potato.
“Where were you Blue?” She asked while giving
Blue the look that said ‘if you don’t fess up you’re in for it.’
“Umm, the Haunted Woods,” Blue mumbled while
glaring at her feet, how could she not have seen Potato?
“To get back an item that the Pant Devil stole
from Angel.” Blue grumbled.
Potato was taken aback. “You did that, for your
sister? That’s Wonderful!” Potato exclaimed. “You stood up for your sister and
did something nice for her!”
Blue blushed furiously which was a good trick
for someone with black fur. She quickly thought up an excuse to save her reputation.
“Hey, no one can pick on her unless I say so!”