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Chacco's Cafe

[The café is quiet, silent. Only a few patrons are sitting, sipping their coffees and taking delicate nibbles of their pastries. You feel slightly out-of-place in this quiet, comfortable world.]

[As you glance around, a Wocky appears from behind the counter. His fur is smooth and black, broken only by the coffee brown ruff and cookie brown eyes- he looks perfect in the small café, the same color as all the food. He moves toward your small table and smiles, showing slightly stained teeth.]

Hello. I've been watching you, you don't look comfortable. I don't like it when other people are uncomfortable- would you like to talk?

[He looks very sweet and warm... and he does smell like coffee. You nod.]

I'm Machacco- I own this café. I opened it about three years ago- it's still very small, though...

[You chat about nothing in particular, when the topic of Machacco himself pops up. He smiles again, with the stained teeth, and starts on his lifestory...]

My parents were the normal type... just some plain Wockies.

When I was young, I got lost. My parents found me again, but while I was lost, I started wandering through the streets.

There was a very small café- the first one I had ever seen. There were some Neopets and their owners, and I remember this really strong comforting feeling.

My parents found me and took me home again, but I kept thinking about that. That feeling.

Then I started adolescence. Not a very good time for me. I don't like chaotic noise and that's what my school was full of. Most days I could stand them, but sometimes I'd go home and think about the café, the comforting feeling.

So when I got out of the house, I started my own café. I wanted my own café.

Pets actually liked it. They'd come for coffee and tea, and then for cookies... it's nice. But that's not the end of the story.

Well, I had recently been looking for a human owner- legal reasons, of course. I needed to renew the café's zoning license and all that. Well, I was working, and this Aisha walks in.

Most Aishas are nice and thin but huggable. This one- Serr's going to to kill me, but she is bony. And mangy. I think I saw a couple flies.

She looked really uncomfortable in here, so I went to talk to her.

We ended up talking until closing time. Her name is Asserre, and she's a really good friend of mine now. I moved in with her and her owner took me legally as a pet, and everything worked out. It was nice.

[He smiles again. You wonder out loud about his other friends.]

Oh, well Serr's more like family than anything.

And then Memoiranns one of my regulars on Friday. Other than that, I don't really see a lot of people...

[You ask what he likes and doesn't like. He points out the items along the shelves of the cafe...]

I really like-
My favorite coffee in all of Neopia. I love marshmellows... Serr couldn't stop laughing when she found a box of these in the apartment... but they're good!