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The long spaghetti strand hung out of Bella's mouth.
Or it could have been a tail... it was hard to tell.
Saliva drooled off her taste buds, as she slurped
up the remaining morsel. An evil kitty. Certainly not the type of Angelpuss
you would bring home to meet momma.
Her claw edged slightly towards the tip of her
lips. She picked one of her pointy front teeth. Her brother, Checkers the Puppyblew,
watched her warily. It was a bad idea to interrupt Bella when she was feeding.
He wondered what the slight red ooze was at the corner of her mouth. Hopefully
it was just ketchup.
"Listen, Checkers. If you tell about my secret,
this claw is going near your beautiful face. You must not tell."
"Er, okay. I promise." The little Pupplyblew
wouldn't dare disobey his sister. When she threatened, she really meant it.
He held his left paw up as a sign of the petpet oath.
Suddenly she began to choke up on something.
*Cough, hurk*. She gasped like she accidentally swallowed a pretzel the wrong
way.
Phew, only a furball. She smacked her lips.
She wanted more.
Bella and Checkers tried to look innocent as
their owner popped her head around the door.
"Come on my little Belly-boo! Who wants a snacky-wacky?",
her Acara owner, Blossom, called out for Bella to come from the kitchen. She
rattled the box of Angelpuss chow, poured some into a bowl and then left the
open box on the kitchen benchtop.
Bella rolled her eyes back into her head with
indignation. What kind of nickname is 'Belly-boo' for a maniacally insane Angelpuss
anyway? It made Bella sick to her stomach whenever she was called that.
Couldn't she tell what Bella was hungry for?
Yes, the 'red' stuff. Her mismatched, devilish Usuki eyes (one blue and the
other a brilliant green colour) seemed to turn in opposite directions.
Bella flopped to the ground upside down with
all four paws in the air. She stared motionless and started to drool a puddle
of saliva on the ground. She was still very hungry. So very, very hungry....
One thing that was sure, it appeared that her
owner was as thick as a plank of wood. It still hadn't dawned on her that she
may have one evil little kitty on her hands to control. She may soon find out.
"Oh no, my poor little baby! Are you sick or
something?" Blossom ran to a nearby closet to get a mop to wipe up the spit
pool. She caught a glimpse of the lounge room as she went past.
"Guys, I thought I told you to clean up after
making your craft project. There's spatters of red paint and scraps of fuzzy
material everywhere. A dreadful mess to clean up. You have ruined the carpet!
I don't think I can get those stains out."
After fixing the mess that Bella had made in
the kitchen, Blossom got down on all fours to scrub the stains in the lounge
room. It turned out the stain was one of those stubborn, hard to get out stains.
Her fingers got sore as she scrubbed.
"Grrr... this paint isn't coming out of this
Neohome carpet. This special Neoschool paint is supposed to be washable on all
materials. Stupid 'infomercial' said this carpet cleaner would get up any stubborn
stain or dirt. And now I have to start picking up all these pieces of material
fuzz as well."
"Balderdash!"
Blossom made a gruesome discovery. In a corner
of the room, a pile of savagely chewed bones was scattered on the floor. They
looked like enormous toothpicks for giants. Little did she know they were the
remains of petpets who had messed with Bella in some way. And they had paid.
Dumbfounded, she gasped in terror. The fuzzy
material was actually fur and the red paint was actually.. Well, I think you
get the idea.
Little Checkers, the Puppyblew, grabbed and
pulled Blossom's apron with force. "I need to ask you something. Please, it's
an emergency!"
"Can't you see I'm busy cleaning up this mess
your sister made?!"
"I need something for Neoschool. I have misplaced
my science project. I need to take it to school tomorrow," Checkers whimpered.
"Take something out of the garden or.... um..."
Annoyed Blossom rustled around in a chest of drawers for some project material
for him to take. Checkers gave her his best 'puppy eyes' and whimpered some
more. Blossom sighed.
"Oh, alright. I suppose you want me to find
where you 'misplaced' it. Why do all male Puppyblews have tunnel vision? Can't
see anything unless it is right in front of them."
Blossom stood up. She and Checkers looked around
the house for the missing project. Suddenly, Blossom remembers that she hadn't
cleaned up the bone stack. (Reliable as a wet weekend, this girl.)
"Oh my!" panted Checkers when he saw the pile
of bones in the corner of the lounge room.
"Oops, I was just about to clean that up. Don't
be scared, sweetie. I need to dispose of this mess now. "
Checkers thought quickly. "But, I was going
to take them to school."
"Say what?"
"It's my Science project!" Checkers yipped.
Blossom frowned. "I don't think you want to
take them. You don't even know where those bones have been."
"Don't get your Nerkmids in a twist. They are
just Ancient Chomby bones from 1000 years ago, I found them when I dug up a
hole in the backyard. I left them there in the corner by mistake when I was
wandering around the house last night. Um, yeah that's it..."
Checkers saw a glimpse of Bella passing the
room and their eyes met. She gave the secret signal that meant 'good work lying
your Acara off'. As she tiptoed away she mouthed the words "I'll be back!"
Checkers shivered. Then he swiftly gathered
up the bones and disappeared into another part of the house.
Blossom watched Checkers run off and thought to
herself, That still doesn't explain the furry material or the red marks on
the carpet.
Still frustrated the stain wouldn't come out,
Blossom went to the bathroom to grab a bar of Peophin soap sitting on the vanity.
"Eep!" Blossom squeaked. Scrawled across the
mirror was a typical calling card of a killer.
"Mess with Catseye, you are in trouble." Claw marks in the form of words, in
writing resembling graffiti tags, scarred her reflection.
"Oh, I really think I need a holiday. Somebody
please pack me onto the next Virtupets Airlines flight to anywhere."
Trembling uncontrollably, she sensed something
was the matter. She needed to get out of here. Fast. Maybe she had been working
herself too hard and was imagining this all?
"HAHAHAHA!!!!"
Blossom jumped with fright and then jerked her
neck around to see where the voice was coming from. It was coming from the Games
Room. She felt like she was in a cliché horror story, but this was real.
No storybook.
The shadowy figure chuckled vociferously. All
she knew was it wasn't Dr Sloth. He worked long weekend hours. Suddenly the
shadow on the wall shrank to ankle size.
Blossom let out a huge sigh. Of course! It was
only the troublemaker of the house, Kibble the Kadoatie.
Kibble chuckled wickedly, "You are so easy to
stir. Easier than the Cooking Pot! Don't believe you fell for my joke!'
Blossom heard a noise and looked up. "Um, did
you plan for the roof to be suspended in the air as part of the gag?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Look above."
"AHHHHHHH!!" both Kibble and Blossom shrieked.
The tiny hairs on the back of Blossom's neck stood on end.
"This better be covered by my insurance company.
Would this come under acts of Angelpuss?"
They ran around the room in panic. The roof
seemed to be floating above the house and the walls dripped with green ooze.
They both raced outside, only to see a 50 foot high rampaging Angelpuss shredding
the roof.
"Bella!!" shrieked Blossom. "Bad kitty!"
Bella's stomach grumbled like thunder, which
meant it could be heard two blocks away. Nothing could stop her now. She went
from house to house looking for more victims. She needed food and she needed
it NOW!
First house, appetiser. Second, main course.
Third, dessert. That's the way she liked it. Meh. She hocked up another furball
and a let out a rippling burp.
"How are we going to stop her?! I just don't
know," Blossom wailed. She watched Bella's huge paws wreaking havoc on the surrounding
houses.
"It's Chiazilla!!" shouted one of the neighbours.
Blossom frowned, "Due to Neopets parody laws,
it's not!"
Kibble shouted, "But run like it IS Chiazilla!"
"AAAAAAHHHHH!!"
Blossom clutched her head. "Oh no! Checkers
is still inside! Oh, my poor baby!"
"Hang on. I'll be back in a minute." Kibble
ran off into the house and headed for the kitchen.
He came back shaking the Angelpuss Chow box.
Bella was around the corner, back at home faster than you can say 'Pebble Dash
Slushie'! She was back to normal size and happily munching away.
Kibble frowned at Blossom. "She was just hungry,
stupid."
Blossom wandered, dazed, into the house and
surveyed the ruins. She picked up a small scrap off the lounge room floor.
"Something tells me she wasn't after Angelpuss
Chow, though." Blossom twirled a piece of fur around her little finger in bewilderment.
The End
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