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The Neopian Times Week 20 > Short Stories > The Chocolate Sprouts

The Chocolate Sprouts

by ticketytock2kay

The Chocolate Sprouts was their name, and playing music was their game. The rather unsuccessful band, who didn’t quite make it to the Tyrannian Concert top 5 list, was made up of 3 very talented pets, Bouncy782, a brown Meerca, the singer, Beeyootee, the brown Uni, pianist, and _x_4ears_x_, the brown Aisha, and drummer. Since they were all brown in colour, they had decided to call their band “The Chocolate Sprouts”.

“We FINALLY got a gig! Can you believe it?” Beeyootee said happily. She was in her bedroom, and Bouncy was bouncing on her bed, 4ears was trying on all her clothes and she didn’t even mind. The brown Uni looked at her reflection in the full length mirror. “I think I need some Midnight Eyeshadow, and some dark red lipstick,” she said, pouting.

“Geez. You sound just like the Air Faerie. Personally, I like the Water Faerie. She, like, me, wants to be intelligent, brilliant, clever, and smart, yet beautiful,” said 4ears, trying on some of Beeyootee’s hair clips. “Hey! Beeyootee is my name, isn’t it?” the Uni said sharply.

“Oh, yes, but not `Beauty’,” laughed Bouncy. He, although he loved being brown, was sick of the other pets at school calling him Heermeedjeet. He had even asked his owner to help him solve his problem, and she had said, just like any good owner, “We’ll see.”

***

Later, after the gig...

“Wow! I think we did a GREAT job! One male starry Uni even winked at me!” Beeyootee said, smiling all over her face. She looked great – her owner had gotten her the eyeshadow and lipstick just before the concert.

“Right now Chomby and the Fungus Balls are playing... do you think I could get their autograph?” Bouncy asked her, peering through the backstage curtain, looking at the stage.

“A Fungus Ball’s autograph? I’d like to see that!” laughed 4ears, pulling off her costume and shaking her ears daintily.

Later, back at Bouncy’s NeoHome...

“Bouncy! I have a gift for you!” called greatscottwhatisthat, Bouncy’s owner. He leapt down the staircase and practically flew into the living room.

“I love gifts! Especially when they’re for me!” he said. “Gimme!” His owner gave him a long, narrow package, wrapped up in glittery blue wrapping paper. He pulled it off and opened the box.

“Wow!! No way...” Bouncy said quietly. Inside the box was a magical white paint brush! “Can I…?” his owner said. Bouncy nodded, his face flushed with excitement. Delicately, and oh so gently, greatscottwhatisthat took the paint brush and rubbed the tip on his back. Immediately, the spot of white paint on his tail grew bigger, and bigger, and soon Bouncy was completely white, from his ears to the tip of his tail.

“I hafta tell the others!” Bouncy rushed to his bedroom and called 4ears. “Hey, 4ears! I have some great news!” he practically shouted into the phone.

“Me too! I was just about to call you!” 4ears sounded just as excited.

“I’m coloured white!” They both screamed at the same time. “Excuse me?” 4ears said. “Did you just say...”

“Yeah! I’m white! You’re coloured white too! That’s great! But there’s only one problem....”

3 NIGHTS LATER...

Playing tonight: Tyrannian Concert Hall: The Chocolate Covered Marshmallows!

The End


Author's note: All the characters and the owner, "greatscottwhatisthat" are fictional. So if your username is greatscottwhatisthat, or your pets are Beeyootee, _x_4ears_x_, or Bouncy782, this story is not about you, or your pets. Thanks for reading!

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