Furnala messed with her blue pencil. Social studies was
boring her again. She yawned, and picked up her purple colored pencil (those
are the best, you know) out of her purple pencil case (those are the best, you
know) and started scribbling on a piece of paper, absently. A few minutes later,
she heard a loud "FURNALA!" and then sat up expectantly.
"What!?" she looked around and then blushed--everyone
was staring at her.
"Furnala, can you please tell the class the
ratio of picked super juicy berries to picked jumbleberries?" her teacher Mr.
Chiscel-pring, wearing the most awful yellow and brown sweater in the history
of Neopets, spat out at her.
"Ummm... five to... three?" She blinked rapidly
and then her eyes went wide and all movement was lost.
"I think you need to study a bit more about
the food mathematical importance of the worlds known and unknown. After school
detention for you!"
Oh no... what is mom going to say?? Uh oh, oh
well at least lunch is next. Maybe I can just divert the pain into thinking
about... purple... chia... snacks.
Apparently her mouth must have started watering,
because soon she had a homework assignment too. A field assignment--not on Mystery
Island, not in faerie city--in Meridell. Of all the boring places he could've
picked he had to pick the one that had absolutely NOTHING in it.
I'm going to skip a few hours now. Thus we will
find ourselves at the ambitious 12:30... scientifically known as lunch.
"I can't believe I have an assignment in Meridell,"
Furnala muttered, eating her split pizza in fury.
"Furnala, don't worry about it so much. All
you have to do is pick some berries and come up with some way to show how they
prove... something," her friend Demon the Lupe said or rather gargled because
of the large ham his owner Arctic has packed him.
"Well how do stupid berries prove anything?
I mean, it's not like they're green with white polka dots or something..." Furnala,
as you can tell, is a speckled Aisha. At the moment that she was debating this
not so important issue, she saw a bus marked "Meridell Detention" on the side
riding into the driveway of the school.
"Oh no!! That's my ride!!" Furnala leapt up
and ran out the door, forgetting completely her space faerie lunchbox.
Inside the bus, Furnala saw only people she didn't
like... and so she sat alone and slept the entire ride. Several hours later,
she awoke to an empty bus, in a jungle filled land, with no driver or students
in sight. She crept cautiously out of the bus, and looked for any sign of someone
to help her, but all she saw was open space. Clutching her new blue Kadoatie
plushie (they were out of purple) she sadly explored, realising it was not jungle,
but a farm. A berry
picking farm.
She picked up several berries along the way,
hoping maybe it was a Hansel and Gretel type story where bread crumbs were left
to mark the way of passing. As she had stuffed several berries in her pockets,
to the extent where the neopoints were punching tiny holes in the berries, she
failed to notice footprints appearing. She turned around to pick up an extremely
juicy berry she saw a yellow Gelert with some sort of scary looking farm tool
(it wasn't purple... that's so not right). She started running and unfortunately
he started chasing. She pulled to a stop and, wide-eyed, looked up at the Gelert
that might mean her doom.
It didn't happen at all as she had expected.
Tune in next time to find out what happens next! Will Furnala survive the terrifying
encounter? Will she overcome her obsession with purple? Will I finally uncover
why I am talking to myself?
***
The Gelert glared at Furnala, saying with a surprisingly smooth tone, "You
didn't give me the 200 NP of entrance". She handed him the money, all that she
was carrying, and continued picking berries until her pockets were full. Walking
slowly towards him again, she asked, "could you give me a ride to my neohome?"
He nodded, and soon she was home. She snuck inside happily (at around the same
time she gets off the bus) and smiled, running into her room. Her mother would
never know anything went on. Yawning happily, she was about to eat a berry when
she remembered... she had to do a report on stupid berries! Where was she to get
the money!? Would she need money? These questions, and a thousand more, were
all vividly dancing in her head, until she just screamed to silence the idiotic
ballet, bringing her mothers attention to her.
"Furnala!? Did you bite yourself again??" The
split Aisha wandered into Furnala's room.
"Mother...." she groaned, but then realized
she might as well spill the beans. "I got in trouble at school and have to do
a project on Meridell berries but I have no idea what to do." Furnala began
to fidget with her purple scarf (no comic relief here, she's gotten over the
purple thing. No more unhealthy obsessions for her!)
"I know sweetie. Demon called. But umm, dearest,
would you possibly consider actually asking your teacher about this? I mean,
what does he want you to do with these berries??"
Several hours later Furnala had constructed a
poster including stuff about berries--very boring actually so let's not get
into that.
Anyway, once at home, Furnala had another bone
to pick with her mother now that she was Meridell smart.
"Mom, are there allowance laws in Neopia?"
"No dear, I don't believe so... why?"
"Can we move to Meridell?"
The End | 
