RooRoo Island

A small Meepit had gotten separated from his owner and was hopelessly lost. The forest all around him didn't look familiar. He began calling out, hoping someone would hear him, but after many hours and a hoarse throat, he couldn't do anything but cry. How would he ever get out of this place? He curled into a ball in a small hole in the roots of a tree, frightened and hungry.

Suddenly, he perked up. Something was coming this way… something that sounded like a helicopter, but much smaller. He listened carefully. Fwoop FWOOP FWOOP… It was coming closer. He looked around, unsure of what to do. Maybe it was a rescue team! They were looking for him! But what if it was a monster? He scurried this way and that, confused and still frightened and hungry.

As suddenly as it had started, the noise stopped. The little Meepit looked around franticly. What if he'd just lost his chance to get home! He began to cry again. He was crying so hard, he didn't hear the footsteps as someone approached.

The Meepit only noticed when a large shadow cast over him. He looked up in total surprise to see a strange faerie creature looking down at him. She had four long, semi-transparent wings that were all the same size and curves at the ends in the same, clockwise, fashion. She wore a gray leotard that covered her whole body and had black rubber rings where each of her joints were. Her eyes were mostly hidden by the visor on her helmet that had an antenna on top and two more coming out the cup like things covering her ears.

She leaned down quietly and held out her hand. "I am here to help you." Her voice was cold and robotic. The Meepit was still frightened, but he didn't have much choice. He went to her and she picked him up. He watched as her wings began to turn in a circular motion, just like a helicopter, and making the same fwoop sound he had heard before.

Before he knew it, they were flying toward the town he had come from. When he could finally see the skyline, and they were away from the forest, the faerie began to descend.

"This is as far as I can go. Can you find your way from here?" her voice was so metallic…

The Meepit looked at the city and nodded. It was in plain sight now. When he turned around, she was gone. But it was a while before he heard the Fwoop sound in the distance.

-:-

Roo roo Island had heard of a lot of such strange appearances of the "faerie" over time. They had come to think of it as a legend. No one could really make sense of the appearances or who was behind them, and only the petpets had seen her, but the strange creature had never caused any problems, so they let it be. It gave everyone on the island a little peace of mind that they were protected by their own guardian.

Keith, a red Zaffara on the other hand, had come to seek out the faerie and interrogate her, thinking he would be famous if he could finally bring in proof, not to mention a profile to put in magazines, of the famous faerie that had saved many petpets over the years. He had started in the towns, asking around to see if anyone had seen it lately. The petpets had, but none could quite agree on what she looked like. When Keith made a drawing of what each of the pets had described, using various grunts and motions, and when he had finished, he had three totally different versions of her. The only thing the petpets would agree on what that she had four long wings, a helmet and was covered in something gray.

When Keith returned from the island to a house boat, Heath, his blue brother, was there to meet him. "Any luck?" Heath asked when his brother was in hearing range.

"No, not yet. I have three different versions of her, and there are only a few traits that the petpets can agree on. There's not much to go on and the rescues haven't been in any sort of pattern. As far as I can tell, she was just saving them while passing by."

"Well, at least that's a clue. Maybe she lives in an ocean cave near here."

"I thought about that and the more pets I talk to the more they seem to think that she's made of metal. Metal doesn't do so well in salt water."

"Oh? Mmm… so where could she live then?"

"Beats me, but we're running out of time, not to mention NeoPoints…"

Then a young, yellow Usul girl came running down the street from the village, panting and screaming. "Hey! HEY! Are you looking for the Metal Faerie?"

"Stop screaming!" Keith replied.

"Yes, we are." Heath responded.

"Then you'll want to head to town, right now! There's this guy, with a bunch of posters, and a bullhorn. He's offering 500 million NeoPoints and a trophy to whoever can catch her! You'd better hurry up if you're coming!" She ran back towards the town, yelling again.

"Bagira! Bagira! There's a reward of 500 million for whoever can catch that Faerie! The one that saved your Angelpuss during that storm!"

The Zaffie brothers looked at each other and nodded before they scrambled out of the boat and towards town to get details on the reward and try to beat the crowd the little Usul was attracting.

When they got to the main street of town, they were surprised to see a Faerie Poogle holding up flyers and announcing the reward. Heath's eyes narrowed and Keith understood.

"Excuse me, sir." Keith interjected. "Why would you happen to want the Faerie? What would you do with her?"

"It's not me who wants her." He replied. "It's Fyora. She wants the reclusive faerie. She doesn't even think it's really a Faerie, but that doesn't matter. If it is, it belongs in her court, under her charge, not gallivanting around RooRoo Island. If it's not, its fate is up to the Queen then, anyway, for impersonating a faerie without permission."

Heath looked uncertain. Something didn't seem right. It WAS a faerie. It had to be. What else COULD it be?

Then the crowd that had followed the Usul arrived, pushing the two brothers aside. Keith picked up one of the many scattered flyers. The Poogle was telling the truth. Queen Fyora wanted this faerie caught. But at least she wanted it alive…

Heath whispered to his brother, "Keith, I don't think anybody realizes what's happening. I think the Queen wants this faerie for more than copyright purposes…"

Disclaimer… you know the drill. Don't own diddly. Thanks for reading. Plz RnR.