*Yawn* Gerti, a shadowed Gelert, stretched as he woke up. It was going to be
a GREAT day. First he would have a double serving of Coco NeoCrunch cereal and
a couple glasses of sparkling apple juice and then he would meet his friends
for a day of fun. Yup, Ketchup the Tomato Chia, Fuzzi the Sketch Eyrie, and
Robojet the Robot Jetsam and he were going to have a fun day. Beginning the
afternoon with some hot-dogs, then going shopping for some weapons, and then
training at the Academy. And maybe, at the end of the day, their owners would
let them have a sleep-over!
"I can hardly wait! It's only 7 o'clock, but I want a really big head start
on the day," Gerti exclaimed. With that, he leapt out of bed, stepping on LavaMonster,
his Moltenore's tail.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! That HURTS! Lava, have you been eating Burnumups
again?!? AHH!!!! Mum! Mum! Help! It hurts it hurts! Owie owie owie owie!!!!!!"
Gerti yelled. His thunderous voice was matched only by the footsteps nearing
from down the hall. In an instant, his (ugh) sisters and Miumwere at the door,
peering in.
"What? What? What? What? What's wrong? What's going on? What?" Sahara asked
in a panic.
"LOOK AT MY PAW! Is it badly burned? How bad is it? I can take it! Tell me,
don't spare me the gory details!" Gerti cried, looking at the wall, for once
not noticing his posters of Princess Fernypoo and Capara.
*Sigh* "How manly our big brother is. Poor Lavy. Are you OK? Did Gerti hurt
your little tail? Yes, you're so cute! Who's the cutest? You are, yes you are..."
cooed Checkers, the oldest of the triplets, a Checkered Acara.
"Aw, come on sis, we can all pet Lavy. Let me have a turn!" complained Purply,
the youngest in the family, a Purple Acara.
"Yeah, let us have a turn! Lavy likes me the most, anyway!" stated RainbowChaser,
the third youngest and a Rainbow Acara. Before long, the three were caught in
a very loud debate while Lavy, Gerti, and Sahara, covered their ears.
"STOP!!!!!!! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS! I AM THE INJURED ONE!!!!! LAVA IS
OK! NOW *ahem* now will anyone ask me what's wrong with ME?!?" Gerti shouted
into the din. Sahara was shocked at how loud her son could be. The three Acaras,
however, had a different response. They snapped to attention so quickly that
they knocked over Gerti's prized Iron Mirror.
"Uh oh" was the last thing that Gerti heard as he stared at the collapsing
mirror nearing his head.
"*Groan* My head! What happened, Mum?" queried Gerti, rubbing the swollen
bump on his head.
"*Giggle* That knock on the head must have hit you harder than we thought!
We're not Mum!"
"Yeah, silly! It's us--"
"Checkers, Purply, and RainbowChaser! Mommy went shopping, so we're watching
and taking care of you!"
"Now lie back down and let us spoon feed you ice cream soup!"
"ICE CREAM SOUP? How do you guys make that? And when you're feeling bad, aren't
you supposed to have chicken soup?" Gerti shouted impatiently.
"You don't have to yell at us! We're doing the best we can!"
"And," added Purply, "you don't always have chicken soup when you're sick!"
"Really? When's the exception?" asked her siblings.
"When you have Chickaroo!" stated Purply determinedly.
All her siblings, even Gerti, who had promised to keep a straight face, couldn't
help but laugh out loud. What a day this started out as! Gerti thought
to himself. He jumped out of bed once again, this time making sure that his
Pet was on his bedside table and not on the ground near his paws. But, he may
have avoided the fiery pet, but he hadn't seen the bananas on the ground. Correction,
the mashed bananas. Gerti made a face as he saw the goo on his front paws. But
Checkers, strong for a *ahem* girl, was very curious as to why her brother had
such a displeased expression on his face and rammed into him. Gerti, surprised
by the sudden jolt, instinctively placed all four paws together, on the banana
mush, and was sent flying out the door on his "sled". He streaked down the hall
and rolled down the stairs.
"CHECKS! What were you thinking? You could've killed me, you silly nincompoop!"
"Ooh. Big bro's learning big words!" taunted RainbowChaser, sending the girls
into a fit of giggles.
"What a day. What a day" was all that Gerti could manage to mumble. He stomped
into the kitchen, and yanked the cupboard doors open. Ahh, Mum had gone food
shopping! This was apparent as the cupboard was filled to the brim. Gerti reached
in and searched for his favourite cereal, but wasn't careful enough. All the
packages tumbled down on him and almost knocked him senseless! Well, almost.
"Ow! Oh well, I won't let all these things bother me. After all, it's going
to be a GREAT day still!" Gerti said, enunciating the 'Great' a lot. Almost
as though he were trying to calm himself. "Besides, at least we won't go hungry!
And there must be lots of Coco NeoCrunch Cereal in this Mt. Everest of food,
right?" And with that, he sat on the marble and began searching for his precious
breakfast food.
*Half and hour later*
"What? Tons of food and not one of these objects is a box of cereal! It's
all stuff that those DARLING sisters of mine requested! *Breathes in and out
slowly* Oh well. I can pig out on hot dogs later. I am thirsty, however. Yeah,
that's it, I'll just drink a lot of sparkling apple juice!" Gerti walked to
the fridge and slowly, cautiously pulled the door open. His eyes sparkled as
he saw all the frozen treats and cool drinks on display. He grabbed a glass
of what seemed to be sparkling apple juice and gulped it.
*Spray* *Cough* "Ugh, what is that? It's not bubbly! It's just plain apple
juice! *Sigh* I'll try again." He reached in and took a glass with a definite
bubbly appearance. Once again, deja vu.
*Spray* *Cough* "Ugh! Grapefruit Neocola! Possibly my most loathed drink!
There's one more glass of something that looks like apple juice, but considering
my day, I won't try it." He took his glass to the sink and saw Purply take out
the last glass.
"HMMM! Sparkling apple juice! Hey Gerti, why didn't you take it? We all know
how much you love it!" Purply asked with a confused smile.
*Groan* "Never mind, Purply. It's a long story. Enjoy it..." What a day!
What next? Could anything else go wrong? Gerti thought to himself as he
walked to the living room. He plopped onto his rainbow coloured beanbag and
leaned back. He would just sit there until it was time to leave. Then his day
would be good.
*Ring Ring*
"Some one pick up the phone!" Gerti yelled, annoyed that his nap had been
disturbed.
"Someone?" *Argh* *grumble grumble* (That was a combination of Gerti and his
stomach)
"Hello?"
"Gert-i? It's-me-Robo-jet. *cough- hack*"
"Dude, what's wrong? You sound short circuited!"
"Close-- my- an-noying- bro-ther- poured- water- all -ov-er me! Now- I- have-
to- stay- home- and- be- blow- dried. Other-wise- I'll- su-ffer- da-mage -or
some-thing."
"Oh, OK, man. It's OK, just get dried off, k?''
"Tha-nks- man! Go-tta- go-- May-be- next- time-- k? See- ya!"
*click*
*sigh* "I guess he can't help it if he got wet. Oh well, I'll still have fun
with Ketchup and Fuzzi!"
*Ring Ring*
'Please, don't be any of my friends!' Gerti hoped.
"Hello?"
"H-hello? G-gert?"
Darn, thought Gerti.
"Ketchup, what's wrong? You sound so freaked out!" Gerti said to his normally
hyper friend.
"M-my owner i-is t-taking c-care of a-a-a-a LUPE! W-what's w-wrong with her?
I-it's like s-she's never read about t-the s-stories between L-lupes and C-chias!
A-and she w-wants me t-to keep h-him company!:
"No. Really? Well, it might not be that bad. It could turn out to be like
one of those happy stories, right?"
"I-I don't t-think s-so! H-he threatened t-to make ketchup out o-of me! *Gasp*
I c-can hear h-him! Bye!"
Before Gerti could offer his help, the panicked Chia had hung up. "Oh boy.
Well, he'll be OK. I hope. Well, I'll still be optimistic! Fuzzi and I will
still have fun! Yeah, we will!"
*Ring Ring*
*Gerti's forced smile drooped*
*Ring Ring*
"Hello?"
"Hello, is this Gerti?"
"Yes, may I ask who's calling?" Gerti replied the politeness with politeness.
"This is Musica, Fuzzi's owner calling."
"Oh, hello," Gerti answered uncertainly.
"Yes, but Fuzzi won't be able to make it. He's got a bad case of Neophobia.
We have new neighbours and they have a rather hyperactive Krawk. Well, Krawky
popped out of nowhere and scared the wits out of Fuzzi. He would've called you,
but he still hasn't come out from under his bed..."
"Oh, that's OK. Bye!"
"Bye bye!"
*Groan* What a day! It was supposed to be my perfect day! And now it's ruined!
First I burn my paw, then I get bonked on the head with an iron mirror, then
there's no coco cereal, and then there was supposedly no sparkling apple juice
and and and... Gerti's personal depression party was interrupted by the doorbell.
"Hold on!"
*Ding Dong Ding Dong*
"Hold on!"
Gerti yanked the door open, not bothering to put on a smile. His jaw dropped,
because before his eyes was a drop-dead gorgeous Faerie Gelert.
"Hi-hi!"
"H-h-h-h-h-h--"
"Huh? What's wrong? Are you OK?" queried the pretty, no beautiful Gelert.
"Y-y-y-y-ya. *ahem* yeah, I am."
"I'm Princess of the Skies, POTS, for short, and I moved in next door today!
Nice to meet you!"
"N-nice to meet you! Hey, wanna go out for a hot-dog and slushie?"
"Sure! I'm hungry! And I know it's weird, but I like the Nacho cheese stuffed
hot-dog and space slush," said POTS, with a shy grin.
Gerti grinned back and told her that they were her favourites. He grabbed
some Neopoints and checked his fur in the hall mirror before taking his new
acquaintance by the paw and leading her to Hubert's, showing her all the high
lights of the neighbourhood.
"What a DAY!" Gerti exclaimed to himself, with a smile and a wink.
The End | 
