THE FAERIES' RUIN…EPILOGUE
Setting: Hanso is narrating said epilogue to a little brat. Who else would you expect to narrate, eh?
Neopia slowly returned to normal in the next few months…
…or as normal as it could get with an entire city sitting in a crater.
Author: Oh, like an ENTIRE CITY floating in the sky was totally normal to begin with?
Shut up, narrator! You're throwing off my groove!
Author: Boo-hoo. v_v
The faeries began to rebuild, hopeful that one day their magic would be strong enough to lift Faerieland back into the skies where it belongs.
Soup Faerie: Why am I even in this panel? I have the magical power to make SOUP, not lift an entire city.
Illusen: Shut up and carry this rock. -_-
Light Faerie: Why, after our home was brought crashing to the ground, would we want to put it back up in the air, where it can possibly be brought CRASHING DOWN AGAIN?
Illusen, Soup Faerie: …SHUT UP AND HELP CARRY THIS ROCK.
King Jazan returned to Qasala and his second favorite Ixi thief.
Nabile: What did he say? Second?
Jazan: Nothing, dear! Here, have more shiny material possessions.
Fangirls: JAZAN IS STILL MARRIED? NOOOOOOOO!
The Ogrin Master began teaching classes on how to defeat wraiths to his Imperial Guard students.
Student: Um, is this even practical? Will we even be fighting wraiths again any time soon?
Old Ogrin Dude: When you have a beard/mustache combo as awesome as mine, then you can start making the decisions. NOW SHUT UP AND GO TOP CHOP THAT ROCK.
And King Altador went on a quest to rescue the kidnapped Princess Zel—wait, wait, wrong story. I mean, he went on a quest to recover the statue of the Darkest Faerie, which was lost when Faerieland crashed.
Plot speculators: The Darkest Faerie statue? Lost? Quest? Plot plot plot plot PLOT PLOT PLOTPLOTPLOT?
TNT: We're not telling. :D
Little brat: Yeah, yeah. Get to the good part already!
Hanso: Look, brat—I mean Timmy. You wanted to know what happened to the heroes, so I'm telling you. Of course…I'm saving the best part for last. And by the best, I mean me and Brynn. But mostly me.
Author: Still as humble as ever I see, Hanso.
Hanso: SHUT UP NO ONE ASKED YOU. :(
Because of her incredible bravery, Brynn was appointed the Captain of Queen Fyora's Guards.
Fyora: Hey King Hagan, I'm takin' your guard for my own, k?
Hagan: Awww, come on. D:
And for my quick thinking and unparalleled cunning, I was given the title of Master Thief.
Kanrik: FML.
The Queen herself set us the task of retrieving dangerous faerie artifacts from all over Neopia to keep them from falling into the wrong hands.
Brynn: Hanso!
Hanso: Excuse me, Brynneth, you are interrupting my super duper epically unquestionably amazing story. v_v
Brynn: Quit messing around. There are reports of a magical artifact in the Lost Desert. Queen Fyora says we should head out right away.
Plot speculators: Magical artifact? Lost Desert? Plot plot plot plot PLOT PLOT PLOTPLOTPLOT?
Hanso: Sweet! Time for more of my awesomeness.
Brynn: *rolls eyes…facepalms*
Hanso: Shut up, it's an endearing character trait.
Brynn: I didn't say anything. :3
Hanso: Uh-huh…
Timmy: Does this mean you're done with your story?
Hanso: For now. Don't be too disappointed. *ruffles his hair* I like you kid—
Timmy: I NEED AN ADULT.
Hanso: -_-
Brynn: Let's go, Hanso. You can turn him into a future thief later.
Hanso: Hot diggity dog! *hops up* You're giving me permission? 8D
Brynn: Just remember that I'll have to arrest you at some point for corrupting Neopia's youth.
Hanso: Maybe I want to be arrested by you.
Brynn: There are easier ways of getting arrested, that don't involve encouraging children to become thieves.
Hanso: But thieving has worked out so well for me!
Brynn: Oh yeah? How do you figure?
Hanso: It got me involved in an epic plot to save the faeries, right?
Brynn: Don't forget the part where I locked you in a dungeon cell. c:
Hanso: Trust me, I haven't. -_-
Brynn: Tee hee. :D
Hanso: And another thing, if I'd never started picking pockets, I wouldn't have met you!
Brynn: …touché.
(They walk off into the sunset. The end~ :D)
Author: …whoa! A plot ending that didn't suck for once?
Jazan: …what are you trying to say?
Garin: Yeeeeah, what are you trying to say?
Author: Oh, nothing, nothing…
Roxton: Are you saying our plot endings were mediocre?
Jazan: 'Our'? Roxton, come back when Atlas of the Ancients is actually considered a plot.
Roxton: …I know. *sobs*
Epilogue, end~
Well, everyone, that's it! A big THANK YOU to everyone that stuck with me from the very beginning; you're all great. And thanks for all the comments and feedback.
You may be asking, "Itsy, will you spoof the next plot?"
The answer is yes. If I'm still around, anyway.
Now go take a well-deserved rest and GET READY FOR ALTADOR CUP VI! :B