Kacheek Day Special

A Kacheek's Tale from Meridell: Potato No. 5
by tylerhuyser

One potato. Two potato. Three, four, five.
How many of these potatoes just flew by?
Alton is my name and I’m here to say, “Hi!”
A Kacheek from Meridell, who also loves to rhyme.

Six potato. Seven potato. Eight, nine, ten.
On my farm in the country, potatoes extend.
Try as you might, I cannot defend,
When a carrot throws you off, time and again.

Eleven Potato. Twelve Potato. More and More.
Counting these taters might make your patience sore.
But there exists a truth, that we cannot ignore,
Your help feeds Meridell’s poor, that’s for sure.

Raw Potato, Mouldy Potato, or a Potato Snack.
We’ve got ways to eat this tuber that will make you say, “Ack!”
As we live in Medieval times, choices we lack,
Living under the Citadel’s show, in fear of attack.

Mashed Potato, Blackened Potato, and Baked Potato Shoes.
Potato pleasures are vast, with no time to lose.
In this Kacheek’s heart, no better option to refuse,
Potato Counter is my one and only muse.

The Story of Eliv Thade
by therainbowsheep

Wanderlessly, he roams his castle,
The infamous Eliv Thade.
His spirit has still not found peace,
His sanity continues to fade.

His story is one of sadness -
The outcome, woefully bleak.
He grew too accustomed to success,
Couldn't bear to lose his puzzle streak!

Known for his clever mind,
Eliv Thade solved every puzzle he met.
Until one day his servant presented him
With his downfall and all-time threat.

A puzzle he could not solve!
Thought he tried and tried again.
He'd scribble down theories and notes,
Until there was no more ink in his pen.

His sanity slipped away,
His mind, a shell of its former self.
Eventually, he was no more,
Just a ghost with puzzles on a shelf.

Now Haunted Woods residents know,
To beware of his castle grounds.
For if one gets trapped inside,
It's unlikely they'll ever be found!

Forced to solve riddle after riddle,
Mostly challenging anagrams -
Neopets who meet Eliv Thade,
Know that they should scram!

Kacheek Games
by aquaantoni

When you’re bored, just play a game!
That’s what Kacheeks do when they feel the same.
Kacheeks love to play all types of games.
You don’t believe me? Here are some names.

Let’s start with Eliv Thade, he's obsessed with word puzzles.
He’ll make you work out all your brain muscles.
Words are his thing, none can compare.
Join him for a game, and see how you fare.

If words aren’t your game, perhaps try some numbers.
Alton of Meri Acre Farms will show you some wonders.
Potato Counting is his game.
Big ones or small ones are all the same.

However, if counting is not your jam…
Give shapes a try with Shenkuu Tangram.
Decipher the shapes in the clouds up above.
This is another game Kacheeks love.

If all else fails, just try Kacheek Seek.
A classic game that is still top peak.
Up in trees or inside the house.
Kacheeks can hide just like a mouse.

Thus these are the games they enjoy most.
Be sure to practice if you want to boast.
Remember when bored, just find a Kacheek.
But good luck beating their winning streak.

Kacheek Seek Superstar
by sportyangel3338

Cher is a Camouflage Kacheek
Who is always playing Kacheek Seek
Is Cher there?
I don’t know where.
This Kacheek really knows how to sneak!

Maybe she is in the Game Room
She could be near the Lever of Doom
Behind those blocks?
I’m flummoxed!
My search will have to resume

Brightvale Royal Potionery is next
Could she be hidden under that text?
Is she in the pot?
I sure hope not!
Her hiding spot has got me vexed!

Kacheek Kitchen is my next stop
Could she be under the countertop?
Under the tablecloth?
Sneaking some broth?
This location seems like a flop

I’ve moved on to Illusen's Glade
I think she might be hiding in the shade
Behind a tree?
Where could she be?
I’m forgetting how long I’ve played

Let’s look on Neovian Street
I wonder if she is behind the concrete
Behind a barrel?
Down in the well?
I think I must admit defeat

This Kacheek really sets the bar
I never know if she is near or far
I give up, you win!
I went all in!
Cher is a Kacheek Seek Superstar

Kacheek of Yore
by flufflepuff

With furrows nestled round the eyes
And darkened liver spots,
'Tis difficult to gauge the size
And scope of boundless thoughts.

If one could gaze beyond the patch
Of barren, wizened crown,
Therein, a treasure past the hatch,
Worth more than world renown.

What has he seen, when limbs obeyed,
when youth his features graced?
What history had he once made,
What dangers had he faced?

Was he the first, or else the last,
--Oh, that we'd take a peek!--
To bear the name 'twas snuffed out fast,
To be called a Badeek?

Did he see war-torn Meridell,
The dispatch of a king,
Or Faerieland before it fell,
The changes clothes would bring?

Did he, among the faeries, soar
On wings of clementine?
Perhaps he bore the spots, no more
On purple, soft and fine?

There is but one way to find out,
One way to grow and learn.
'Tis then that knowledge starts to sprout,
And soon gets sowed in turn.

To ask an elder is a gift
Both given and received.
To listen is to bridge a rift,
Then much can be achieved.

An Acrostic for Alton Moughbry
by i_lovee_icecream

Potato Counter’s vivacious host,
Oh, he is the host with the most. 
The most potatoes in all of Meridell,
Although they’re to count and not to sell.
Take a guess at how many spuds,
Offered here by our farmer bud.

Come from far, come from wide;
Only to count the potatoes at his side.
Under mounds and mounds of starch,
Now count in the rhythm of a march.
This Yellow Kacheek is here to assist,
Every Neopian who counts without miss.
Resist rushing or else you’ll lose count,
So take your time and, this feat, surmount!

Alton Moughbry is his name,
Letting you count produce is his game.
Tall and lanky with a welcoming smile,
On his head, a cap you can see for miles;
Nearly tattered and torn is his clothing style.

May you win a gracious reward, 
Once guessing correctly this horde. 
Under stress and a time constraint,
Guess the exact number without complaint.
However, Alton knows the amount,
By quite a different account. 
Reaching into an envelope in each potato sack,
You can find the exact number without any flack!

Aramaoi the Biscuit Kacheek
by agedbeauty

Every year for Kacheek Day
I write about my first Pet,
I'm doing it again this year
But this one will be the best Kacheek poem yet!

You see this year my darling girl -
She turned twenty-one!
Twenty-one whole years of age
With many more to come,

Aramaoi has been with me
Since the very start
And ever since I met her
She's held my neo-heart.

She's my little Biscuit Kacheek
With darling jelly bean eyes,
With lots of cute accessories
Because she loves to accessorize.

I bought my little Kacheek
Lots of goodies from the Mall
My darling isn't greedy
But she definitely deserved them all!

Every gown I bought her,
Every crown and every dress,
For you see my little Kacheek
Deserves the very best!

This year on Kacheek Day
Aramaoi deserves a new outfit,
I hope purple, maybe blue
Or perhaps something in pink!

So my darling little Ara,
I do love you so - 
Happy Kacheek Day, my sweet Pet,
It's Kacheek Day - let's go!

An Untraditional Ode to my Kacheeks
by travel74147

Floppy ears and wise beyond their years
With big smiles and several sleek styles
Their sure to be your friend and set all of the trends
With furry round bellies that are filled with Neopia’s scrumptious jellies

Some of us own close to twenty and don’t believe it’s plenty
We wish to send hugs and give them all the snugs
They cheer for others and help guide them and steer
Endless pet options have been created and they never seem to be dated

Gratitude is given to my companions with hopes to give them mansions
They’ve been around the block and know how to act as your emotional rock
It’s okay to tickle your kind-hearted pixels
For they love to play and make your day

Dance and sing with the Blue Kacheek Group and their kings
They explore and adventure far so we may all reach for the stars
How do I express my love for how far you’ve gone above?
Is the Ode enough to show you my heart’s inner and not-so-secret code?

Be embraced and let us not disgrace
These beautiful creatures often act as our teachers
They help us discover ourselves when real life is trying to smother
They give me rest at home when I am otherwise trying to manifest

Happy day to my pals, buddies, and mates
You are loved by the masses and bring joy to our gates.
Thank you for your peppiness and cute round figures
Cheers to another year of spending our time together!

Yres's Repair Shop
by bittersweet52

In her workshop, she tinkers away
With solder and iron, pulling wires
Making connections with a steady hand
And a warm open heart that never tires

Neopians from both near and far
Bring their petpets here for care
She runs her diagnostics first
So she can adequately prepare

She pulls her hair back into a bun
And rolls up her sleeves, tidy and neat
Her glasses perch upon her nose
As each little task, she deftly completes

This Elderly Kacheek does her best
Whatever the problem turns out to be
But for most of our Robotic friends
A simple recharge is all they need

When she is finished she sends each one off
The petpets beep happily as they go
Their gears whirring smoothly, polished and greased
Each one back to the loving arms they know

Ode to a Plushie Kacheek
by matchagarden

Adrift is my dream, 
One of making such a fine team! 
Just me and my Kacheek, 
One of Plushie, if you were to peek! 

Such a cuddly Pet, 
With him at my side, I would surely be set. 
We would find such fun, 
Amidst fabric and fluff, we would never be done! 

O, how I dream of pastel, 
Soft stitching and patterned fabric to tell. 
Robot nor Royal would do, 
When such a kind, plush face I’d find too. 

Kacheek: can you think of a more iconic Pet? 
All of Neopia would agree, I’d bet! 
And what’s more, to turn my sweet 
Into the most delightful colour you’d meet! 

Plushie Kacheeks for one and all! 
On this fine day, we could have a ball! 

And so adrift is my dream, 
One of making such a fine team! 
Just me and my Kacheek, 
One of Plushie, I shall continue to seek!

An Ode for Kacheek Day
by snowstorms

Kacheek, Kacheek, it’s the best day of this week,
Regardless of your size, or if you are weak,
For it does not matter -
Since today is dedicated to any and all Kacheek!

There are many ways to celebrate,
The modest and friendly Neopet Kacheek -
So how about we start,
And play a fun game or two of Kacheek Seek?
Four game modes we can engage -
Easy Peasy is quite fun, but Quite Hard can make one enraged!

Another option for today,
Is to get tickets for the Blue Kacheek Group at the Concert Hall.
This musical group is so Blue and so fun,
Such an event would be far more fun than a trip to the mall!

Our last final option,
For the fun and deserving day -
We could go to the UC Stylist Umbra,
But we will have to pay!
However, if we do, it is bound to be a hit,
As we can change our Kacheek’s style,
With a Deluxe Styling Kit!
A Faerie or Darigan style is bound to be a great look that will stay,
But lest we not forget about the equally popular Grey!

So on this day, regardless of your style -
Embarace our Kacheek friends all around, as you are bound to stay a while!

Eliv Thade Acrostic
by sir_serene

Long, long ago there lived a smart Kacheek,
In the depths of the Haunted Woods.
Very clever, very smart indeed,
Every puzzle, solve them, he could.

Vanity would lead to his ruin.
Insanity, he accepted, driven by
The last puzzle his servant brought him.
Ego torn away with every try.

His servants all abandoned him,
At the hour he most needed them,
To toil away his last moments.
Except he exists outside ancient tomes.
Destined to haunt his decrepit home.

Every guest he greets and tortures with
Vile puzzles for his entertainment,
Instilling fear in each of his victims;
Lingering to this world by his derangement.

Denizens of the Woods, his name they fear,
Except for Gilly, almost driven to tears
At her release, his puzzles cleared.
Thade toils away crafting new tests,
Haunting his castle awaiting his next guest.

Charlie and the Dump
by melncholy

I watch the trash, I keep the heap
But there are treasures hidden deep
They're yours to take, come on down
Poke around this massive mound

Ask for Charlie, the Blue Kacheek
But if you stay, you're gonna reek
Pick and choose, haul it away
More garbage comes in every day

My cheeky friends say I stink
That suits me fine, that's what I think.
My stubby paws and beady eyes
Are just the things to spy a prize.

If you can stand this smelly vapour,
sort through grime and scraps of paper,
ya may spot Petpets, faeries, and more--
Not to mention dung galore.

Ya found a Mortog? That jumpy critter
must've hid between the dung and litter.
Clean him up, give 'im a wash
Though it ain't MY style to be so posh.

A Blue Paintbrush! Now that's a find.
It's yours to keep, I don't mind.
I'm Blue enough already, see?
A Blue Kacheek's the perfect me.

Montecito, the Shadow Kacheek
by truebrony

As winter ends and we fade into spring,
I can’t help but think of what the year shall bring.
Soon, it will only be a matter of time
Before the Altador Cup, where each player can shine.

As the months draw nearer and nearer
To that fated time that only comes once a year,
I ask myself, who shall I root for?
Who shall earn my allegiance, my unwavering support?

I think of all the teams, and their players in kind,
As one dazzling, passionate face comes to mind.
Which player, you may wonder, captivates me so?
Team Brightvale’s captain, the great Montecito!

This Shadow Kacheek is as fast as he is cunning,
He dashes to defend his team, racing and running.
He thrashes each Yooyuball with vigour and might,
And flashes a smile so shiny and bright.

As a defender, he guards his side with ruthless precision,
Scanning the field with his sharp-eyed vision.
When his team scores, the crowd whoops and cheers,
Chanting his name for all to hear.

“Montecito!” they cry, “Go Montecito! Go!”
He raises his arms in a triumphant show.
I can’t wait to be a part of that very crowd,
To see my favourite player and cheer his name aloud!

Samrin, the Great Shepherd Kacheek
by kisses

Quick! Hurry! 
Balthazar is on the way!
There's no need to worry, 
Samrin's here to save the day. 

He's dashin' and zoomin', 
all the Petpets are learnin'
Samrin's coming to get them 
and get to Extreme Herdin'.

You'd think the Babaas 
would at least know the way,
to get to the pen 
but yet they stay.

Samrin scoops up the Puppyblew, 
and drops them to safety.
There's one more to go, 
but he's getting shaky. 

Balthazar's turning, 
he sees his next victim.
Samrin spots the last Snorkle, 
he knows he has to get them. 

With no energy left, 
he sees the orb he needs. 
He sprints as fast as he can 
to get a boost in speed. 

This is the power-up, 
a lifesaver indeed!
He grabs the last Snorkle, 
and Balthazar concedes. 

Samrin's done it again, 
all the petpets are saved!
Not a single one eaten
...and none of them behaved. 

We know they'll venture out
and Balthazar will see,
but Samrin will be ready 
to once again make him flee.