You sigh as you fix your lab coat. Being a lupologist was such a time consuming job, and you couldn?t spend much time working out or brushing your hair. And while your lab coat was the height of lupologist fashion, it was already stained and fraying at the tips. Ah, well. All geniuses are messy. You look down at the watch on your paw, fixing your glasses so that you can see the time better. It's getting late. Time to head back to Furgleton for a good night's rest. Vacationing in Neopia Central was fun, but it couldn't last forever. You look down, smiling

"Hey, Fluffy, it's about time to-"

You trail off. Your faithful blue cobrall, Fluffy, is gone. Nothing remains of him but his headphones, sitting mockingly on your red sneaker. Anxiety and loneliness washes over you like rain as you bend over and pluck it up.

"Fluffy? Fluffy, where are you?"

He was gone. The worst thoughts run through your mind, and all sorts of possibilities leap through. Abducted by Alien Lupes, perhaps. But you had sooooo many enemies. He could have been abducted by just about anything!! Or perhaps he wasn't abducted at all. Fluffy was pretty wild, and you know that he can wander off by himself. Maybe he?s just exploring. If he is, you'll be certain to give him the scolding of a lifetime before sending him to bed with a promise of no petpet treats and less music privileges.

Out of all the possibilities that run through your mind, you decide one thing for certain: You can't get anywhere by just considering possibilities. So, after looking around for your cobrall one last time, you decide to...

by Al_the_chia

Written on January 11th, 2003 at 10:33 PM

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