Attack of the Usuki Reject Dolls! by amg |  |
It's a rainy, grey day outside and you, a beautiful Faerie Uni, wouldn't go
outside and mess up your hair if you were offered a box of Clockwork Grundos!
Bored of combing and re-combing your mane, you decide to sit down with the latest
Neopian Times and an ice cold cherry lemonade slush. As you stretch out on your
luxurious sofa and begin to read your favourite section, Neopian
Guide to Better Living Part III: Etiquette, out of the corner of your
eye you see a flash of purple.
Startled, you glance over your shoulder, but notice nothing out of the ordinary,
so you simply go back to reading the article. Yet again out of the corner of
your eye you see a flash of red. In an effort of trying to calm yourself, you
say "It was just a falling leaf, it was just a falling leaf..." and settle down
again.
Nothing else happens, and you finish reading the news. You set the Neopian
Times down on your glass coffee table, and get up, ready to brush your mane
again, but this thought is quickly drawn from your mind when you hear a thud
against your door. You jump slightly, and decide to slowly make your way over
to the door. Another thud, and another. Your hoof reaches out, and starts to
turn the door knob... when out of nowhere the door bursts open and in fly hundreds
of reject Usukis!!!
Usukis of every kind, Prom Date Usuki Reject, Welsh Usuki Reject, Teenage
Usuki Reject, Magical Hair Usuki Reject, Fun in the Sun Usuki Reject.
   
Not quite right...
You quickly get up and run to the back of the room, but you start to shake
uncontrollably, your eyes start to quiver, you can't believe what you're seeing!
The worst of all Usuki dolls, the most ugly, miss-matched doll is standing right
in front of you. The Tyrannian Usuki Reject Doll!
All you can do is stare, petrified, at that doll, with it's white and blue
cowboy hat and its small yellow and black spotted outfit and bow! It begins
to hobble up to you, smiling menacingly as it goes. You try to shrink back into
the corner of the room, but you have gone as far as you can go.
"Well well well, look what have here" mocks the doll. "A cute little Uni.
All perfect in every way. When we're done with you, you wont be beautiful. You'll
be hideous, and no one will like you! MUAHAHAHAHA!!!" A crash of lightning outside
sets shadows on the dolls mutated faces.
"NOOOOOOOOO!!! NOT THAT! DON'T MAKE ME... DON'T MAKE ME... UGLY! NOOOOOO!!!"
you scream.
"YES! What should we start with now, hmmmm, how about that pretty little mane
of yours. I bet it would look lovely IN GREEN AND YELLOW! And a little trim
wouldn't hurt either. AHAHAHAHA!"
"ANYTHING BUT MY PRECIOUS MANE!! PLEASE!!" you start to cry. "Why are you
doing this to me, why?"
"Because," says the voice, "we are the U.R.D. gang! We travel around making
everyone and everything in our path ugly, just like we are!"
You plead, "No, no, NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
You open your eyes, but everything is dark. As panic sets in, you begin to
thrash about, and happen to roll off your couch onto the floor, with the Neopian
Times landing on your head. You get up off the ground, and run frantically to
the mirror to examine your mane.
"Ah, thank Neopia, it was only a dream. My mane is still the same."
You decide that you need some fresh air, maybe it will help. It has stopped
raining, and a little bit of moisture wont hurt it much. Walking through main
street Neopia, you pass a tiny Gelert pup, carrying a Tyrannian Usuki Reject
Doll. And to your horror, it grins evilly back at you....
The End |
