"BZZZZZZZ!" The harsh sound of the alarm clock disrupted Merlyhn's deep, pleasant
sleep and assaulted all four of her ears. Merlyhn was not just any Aisha, after
all. She had to be up at 2 am NST every single morning.
"Oh, Mer, you're so silly to keep that job of yours," her friends would say.
Silly, eh? Merlyhn thought. She wasn't about to tell them what she really did
every morning. No, she just let them think she cleaned litter on Mystery Island
early morning before the tourists arrived. If they only knew what I was really
doing, she thought, there'd be no laughing at me then! No siree!
Merlyhn sighed heavily, bumped her alarm clock off the nightstand and stretched
a long, good stretch.
"Wake up, Honey, we have to get going," she patted her Meepit's head. Like
her owner, Honey was no ordinary individual herself. She was Merlyhn's sidekick,
and without sidekicks, there were no front kicks. Or something like that.
Honey yawned and hopped off the foot of the bed. They each headed to the closet
to get their uniforms before the long morning ahead.
"Ready?" Merlyhn asked. "Ready!" Honey confirmed. And off they flew, straight
out the bedroom window, their capes swooshing wildly in the early morning wind.
"What's on the agenda today?" Honey asked.
"There's a code 376 on Terror Mountain, our job is to get the Negg and return
it to the Neggery before the Negg Faerie wakes."
"A code 376!! Wowee, we haven't had one of those since Year 1!"
"We weren't alive in Year 1, Honey!"
"Well, then we haven't had one yet!"
They flew swiftly yet gracefully, too fast for the Neopian Eye, but there none
the less.
"There he is!" Merlyhn pointed downward and in a flash, she was gone. Honey
was right behind.
"STOP, THIEF!" Honey pounced atop the Meerca in black attire.
"It's the Caped Capers!! Oh, no!!" the Meerca knew he was surely caught.
Before the Meerca could even process what hit him, the Negg he had freshly
stolen was gone - and so where Merlyhn and Honey.
"Arrrgh!! I will never get away with anything!! Mum was right... I should have
went into retail." The Meerca sulked as he began walking home, failing his long
planned heist.
Back at the Neggery, Merlyhn had already placed the Cool Negg safely back into
its showcase and was already on her way to save the day elsewhere.
Honey and Merlyhn patrolled the skies, keeping watch for any funny business
down below. All that was going on was an occasional Grarrl on Grarrl spat or
a Shoyru spinning around who had one too many Hot Borovans.
"I think our work here is done for the day, Hon," Merlyhn smiled.
"Me t--OH NO!!!!!" Honey gasped in fear.
"What, what is it?! What's wrong!?" Merlyhn's voice was frantic.
Honey pointed down, straight into the heart of Neopia and gulped, "Sloth."
"Sloth?! What is he doing in Neopia?!" Merlyhn used her super ultra mega vision
to magnify Sloth's activities.
"Well? What is he doing?" Honey was anxious and scared all at once.
"Well... he's... he's... stealing Flat-U-Less tablets."
The two super heroes snickered uncontrollably as they watched the infamous
Dr. Sloth tiptoe out of the Pharmacy carrying a bottle of Flat-U-Less tablets,
and duck behind a nearby tree as he gulped them down. "Ahhhh," he sighed in
relief as Merlyhn and Honey both fled the scene in horror to protect what was
left of their sense of smell.
Back to their NeoHome they flew, and by 8 am they were ready to begin their
day as "normal" Neopians.
Later that day, as Merlyhn and her friends were huddled around her bed stuffing
chocolates down their throats, they flipped through the latest issue of the
Neopian Times.
As Merlyhn turned the page, all the friends gasped in unison. There, in bold
print, was a special warning to all Neopians to keep watch as new transmogrification
potions were hitting the market every day.
"Oh, that Doctor Sloth is something evil I tell you!" one friend grunted.
"Evil is right! Ugly, too!" another added.
"Eh, I think he's just blowing smoke," Merlyhn added as Honey giggled.
"Yeah, he's kind of funny actually," Honey interjected, "He's really quite
a gas."
"Hahaha, indeed!" Merlyhn laughed, "He's definitely a stinker!"
"Oh, oh, hahahahah!" Honey held her little stomach, laughing as she added,
"Nah, I'd say he was more of an old fart!"
Merlyhn and Honey laughed until they cried. Suddenly, they looked up at the
group of friends and their PetPets' straight, confused faces.
"Um, I don't get it," one friend said as all the others stared.
"Oh, um... never mind," Merlyhn tried to blow it off, "I, um, I was just, uhh...
just trying to... ah, just never mind."
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