Journey Through Neopia
"I'm gonna go in the back and dig to the other side of Neopia,"
I sighed. Electro Battlertok was a young yellow
Xweetok, but still very eccentric. "Yeah, and while you're at it, get an omelette
from Tyrannia. Take Flametok and Pocca with you."
"Yes!" cried Electro, grabbing three shovels,
and in a blink of an eye, he was gone.
I settled lower down into my Kauvara Bean Bag
Chair and reopened Purple Power. The poor purple Tuskaninny in the story
was once again being tormented by Jetsams.
I saw Flametok slink out the door, with Pocca
stumbling behind him. Flametok Battler was also an Xweetok, redheaded and shadowy.
Pocca Chan was a Christmas Grundo, newly adopted from the Pound. I shook my
head and dove back into the story.
It was eleven o'clock. I had finished Purple
Power, The Magic Paw, Adventure Bound Xweetok, and A Guide
To Lupes. My brain was fried. No noise came from the bedrooms, so I figured
my pets had already gone to bed. I gulped down some KauKau Farm milk and went
I woke up at ten-thirty the next morning. I
was surprised I hadn't been rudely awakened as usual by Pocca or Electro. Either
they were already digging again, were still asleep- or hadn't even come back
last night. I hoped the latter was not true.
I walked into the kitchen. There was none of
the usual cereal mess. Now I was getting scared. I peaked into Electro's room.
It was empty. So were Pocca's and Flametok's. My heart pounded as I frantically
searched my Neohome.
Finding nothing, I ran outside. I searched the
front, the back, the garden, and the shed. Nothing. Then I remembered.
"The hole!" I said, remembering the last activity
my pets had been doing. I finally found it in the far corner of the yard. It
was big enough for Pocca to slip into, but not nearly large enough for me.
"Pocca! Electro! Flametok!" I called down into
the hole. No answer. Frantically, I grabbed my bike and sped towards the Chia
Six days later, there still was no sign of my
pets. I had almost given up hope of ever seeing them again when the back door
opened. In trudged three grimy figures coated with dirt, mud, and- was that
marshmallow? I couldn't tell. Finally, one placed a plain omelette down on the
"Here's that omelette you wanted, Mom," said
Many baths, tears, and hugs later, Flametok,
Pocca and Electro were once again seated around my dining table. After dinner,
the three pets trooped off to their beds. I smiled with happiness.
A few minutes later, a tired-looking Flametok
reached into his back pocket and pulled out a musty journal. He smiled, said
good night, and walked- if you could call it walking- back to his room. I heard
him hit his bed with a thud.
I stared at the journal on the table. Very slowly,
I opened the cover and started to read.
Electro proposed the idea to Mom. She didn't
seem to be listening, but said we could dig, as long as we brought back some
omelette from Tyrannia. Electro gathered supplies: 6 shovels, food, drinks,
blankets and pillows, lanterns, 3 stuck-together tape measures, 3 weeks of allowance
(one "taken" in advance), a Symol (for when we got tired) and instruction books
on how to Learn Tyrannian in 5 Minutes and Learn Altadorian Knowledge
in 5 Minutes. I slung all this into my pack, along with this journal and
12 pencils before we took off into the backyard.
Though one might think it simple, there is
a true art to digging. For example, since we live on Mystery Island, we must
dig in a northwesterly direction. Electro's plan was to dig to the other side
of Neopia, so we had to dig straight down and we would arrive in Altador. Then
we would dig in a northeastern direction before reaching Tyrannia. After that,
we would dig to the southeast until arriving back at home.
Anyway, we worked long and hard that day
to get as far down as we could. We widened our hole, spread out our blankets,
and laid down to sleep. I wrote today's journal by lantern light just before
I fell asleep.
We reached the center of Neopia! By 10 o'clock
p.m., we had hit something that was definitely not dirt. We kept digging, and
found marshmallow! We laughed our heads off as we ate the gooey treat. It turns
out that it really isn't made of ice cream after all (see issue 248's editorial,
the last question)! When we were full, we had eaten our way through the core
and continued on digging.
We did it! We have reached Altador today!
After repeating our story several times to the Altador guards and even King
Altador himself, we were allowed to spend half a day resting and recovering.
However, in our haste to reach Tyrannia, we only stayed for two hours. We made
good progress, and after a long while we dug up to see where we were. We were
in the Haunted Woods, about halfway to Tyrannia. Judging by my watch, we had
enough time to dig under the Haunted Woods and make it to Neopia Central that
day. We did not do as well that afternoon, and made it only to the outskirts
of the Woods. That was enough, however, and we quickly fell asleep.
Today, we reached Tyrannia, were almost sacrificed
to the Beast, grabbed some omelette on our way out, and nearly made it back
to the hole when Sabre-X caught up to us. He said something in Ugg-Ugga and
we ran. We dove into the hole just as he reached it.
We immediately started digging towards home.
Two hours later, after some marshmallow and milk, we all fell asleep.
We were almost home, so we rested. Pocca danced
with Electro while balancing the giant marshmallow Grundo I made for her on
her head. We slept a lot and just talked about nothing. We slept the rest of
the day and promised we would be home by tomorrow night.
We made it! I am too exhausted to write more,
so this is my last entry. This trip has proved to me, Electro, and Pocca that
anything is possible, and you can do anything if you try. I hope Pocca doesn't
read this and decide to try to fly because "she believes she can." This is Flametok
Battler, signing off.
I closed the little notebook, tears running
down my face, but instead of tears of happiness, they were tears of joy. My
pets had done what no other pet or owner had succeeded in doing: they had truly
dug to the other side of Neopia. My pride would never end. I went to sleep smiling,
but hoping tomorrow would not end in a trip to the hospital because Pocca had
leapt off the roof.
Author's Note: Thanks for reading! Obviously, Pocca_Chan, Flametok_Battler,
and Electro_Battlertok are mine and I am still proud of them for digging to
the other side of Neopia, and I highly believe Flametok when he said the center
of Neopia is made of marshmallow. Hey, it's possible, right? Neomail and tell
me what you think, I am desperate for feedback on this! See ya!