Life On the Racetrack by Frogspawn213 |  |
You won't know me. I'm a Poogle. My name is Stardust, and don't bother looking
my name up, it's only my racing name. My name was lost years ago when I first
joined the race tracks. I don't even remember my old owner, but I'm sure he/she
wanted the best for me when they abandoned me and left me for Faerieland Racetrack.
I remember it well, when the Faerie Queen had measured me and weighed me. I
weighed 12 lbs. exactly, no decimals. She said I was a runt, but I should do
all right in the racetrack. Of course, I was a female pup. I would get faster.
And that was where she was right, I did get faster. I was originally used just
for minuscule matches, and never raced in the real betting matches. I wasn't
treated as well as the other Poogles for that reason and that reason alone.
Like, CometDog and CosmicDog, who were the original number one and number two.
When the old three and five retired, two more fit Poogles, CinderPuppy and CloudCanine
replaced them two. Faerieland Poogle Racetrack's money doubled, and so these
two were kept for a long time. You see, there are actually fifteen main Poogles,
even though you may only bet on five. Each race lasts fifteen minutes, and so
every fifteen minutes five new Poogles replaced the tired out ones. I think
I was around one of the fiftieth Poogles, which was quite bad considering there
were fifty five Poogles for main and minuscule races. I was naf.
I really admired RainbowShadow's fur. It was all the colours of the rainbow,
and every time I looked at the glistening colours, I desperately wanted to be
adopted, and leave this racing life far behind. But my dream became fainter,
as everyday the minuscule matches went down and down, and the real main matches
got into action. Of course, I was around two years of age, which means I was
still a pup, when RainbowShadow had caused a disaster in a race. People were
demanding money back, and got it, because there had been a huge accident on
the race course. Nearly everyone had betted on Poogle 1, CometDog, but CometDog
had swerved and got concussion after ramming into the steel pipes in between
each road. So the main matches went off for a while, and the minuscule became
the main events. Considering there were around thirty other minuscule Poogles
better than me, I thought I still had no chance of ever racing and winning,
but boy, I should of read that Basic Mathematics Volume 5! They were
holding the championship minuscule races, to provide amusement while the main
events were off, and even better, you got to bet! They had even introduced feeding
items to the Poogle to make sure they win the race. Putting seventeen Poogles
into one championship meant that I would be able to race. I felt sorry for WhimperPup,
the Poogle two after me. She was unable to race, because she was just out, but
I wouldn't let that spoil my big day. Within a fortnight, the first championship
was over, and I would be racing near the beginning of the second championship!
My heart jumped for joy. So did I. After three matches, the Race Faerie entered
the stables, picked me up, and carried me out of the races. I knew where she
was taking me, so I cooperated. At the Healing Springs, the Water Faerie did
her best to feed me, put my strength and speed up by one, and fully restore
my hitpoints, cool! So the Race Faerie took me back, and put me in a small steel
cage like basket thing. I was left for fifteen minutes, and I waited. I was
staring hard at the small wooden door that blocked my path from the racetrack.
Three! The loudspeaker boomed. Two! I could hear the applause from outside,
even though I was locked in a itchy small steel cage.
One! My heart jumped, and in that motion, a whistle sounded, and the
door opened. My hind legs didn't need to be told what to do. Instead, they revved
up all the power they could find on the ground, and threw me ten yards out of
the cage. I left the steel cage behind, and concentrated on moving my hind and
front legs in a rapid and orderly manner. It worked, and I kept up to speed.
This was easy, and I was beating all the other Poogles! I was in front of SparkyJet,
then SpiffyTail, then ButtonNose, and then there was the last Poogle ahead of
me, DelicateLimb. I razzed it past him, and leapt for the finish line. Confetti
met me as I broke the red ribbon, and lunged myself into the open door. I had
won the race!
This kept on happening. I won my next race, and the one after that, and I was
sure that my expectancy was going up too. This would probably make me stronger,
because it was a lot of exercise, and soon, my calf muscles were tense. I was
really fast. Me, Stardust the purple Poogle, one of the fastest Poogles in the
race track. The championship was nearly over, all I had to do was win this one
last race, which was going to me held in ten hours. Just ten hours.
I was allowed to spend my free time running on my inheritance. My owner who
had abandoned me had left twenty-three Dubloons, five hundred Neopoints, two
Neocoins and my soft Purple Poogle Plushie.
I spent nineteen Dubloons at Swashbuckling Academy, and when I was about to
race, I was level thirteen, with above average speed, Codebreaker, above average
strength, Fire Torch ability, above average endurance, and intelligent. But,
what confused me, was why WhimperPup had been brought out of the stables to
stand next to me, and why someone had just brought a blue Satin collar and replaced
my old red Poogle collar with it. Racers weren't meant to wear Satin.
This female Neopian was holding a Faerie paintbrush in one hand. It looked
as though the Race Faerie had just given it to her. Then, she picked me up,
and held me up. 'We're going for a trip to Rainbow Pool!' she laughed.
Yes, I won't tell you my real name. Work it out for yourself. I am a purple
Faerie Poogle, with the same stats, belonging to a devoted and kind owner, I
won't tell you her name. I live with two other Poogles Even though I didn't
compete in the final of the championships, I was happy. Remember fellow NeoPets,
Dreams Can Come True!
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