Two Peas in a Pod
Demali and Zyna, twin sister pea Chias, were living and
growing in a pea pod together ever since they were born. Now, a few months later,
Demali and Zyna were almost done growing. They huddled close in their pod on a
rainy, gloomy, night, discussing all they had done in the past months.
"Remember when we were really tiny peas at only
a week old? And we think we're small now! Of course, we still are small now...
But we're huge compared to how we used to be," Demali said.
"Yeah," the shy Zyna agreed.
"I don't know what I would have done without
you if I had been born as a solitary pea in a pod. It would be crowded and boring
in here without you and I don't know how I would have been able to stand it,
Zyna, dear," Demali said.
Zyna shrugged. She was the opposite of her motherly,
optimistic, outgoing sister.
"At least we have our music: The Neopian Philharmonic,
we both like them! And I like Jazzmosis and you like the 2 Gallon Hats. So that
keeps us occupied. And oh, I love reminiscing, don't you?" Demali asked.
"Sure," depressed Zyna said.
"Aw, c'mon, cheer up, sweet! Something on your
mind?" Demali inquired.
"Kind of," Zyna said.
Demali waited patiently. She was the kind of
person that had a shoulder someone could cry on. She waited some more.
Finally Zyna cracked. "D- Demali, what will we
do when we're fully grown?"
Demali gasped, but quickly recovered. "Only time
will tell, Zyna, only time will tell. Oh, our pod is getting soggy and cold.
It must be raining outdoors. Huddle up to me some more, Zyna, would you, and
we can talk about our childhood."
Zyna sighed and scooted closer to Demali.
"Don't you remember that time when we found that
tiny pea in our pod? It wasn't a real pea at all, more like a seed. And we tossed
it as a ball when we got bored? Whatever happened to it?" Demali asked.
"I think it might have dissolved," Demali whispered.
As if anyone could have heard her.
"I'm tired," Zyna said in her hoarse, quiet voice
that was rarely heard.
"Okay. I'll go to bed too, then," Demali said.
She watched Zyna go to one corner of the pod, and then she went to the other
corner, smiling. "That Zyna. She's such a doll," Demali whispered to herself.
Demali lay down in her corner. After a few minutes,
she was listening to the rhythmic sounds of Zyna's snores. But Demali herself
could not fall asleep. She loved her sister, sure, but sometimes she wished
for someone a little more... Someone that wasn't sad and pessimistic. She was
never bored, but if Demali was someone normal and not optimistic, she would
always be bored. Zyna wasn't exactly what you'd call fun.
The next day, Demali and Zyna woke with a start.
They felt their pod shaking like there was an earthquake. Then they felt it
falling very quickly, and then landing.
"What's that?" Zyna whispered, gripped with fear.
"An earthquake, maybe, love. It'll be over soon,"
Demali said. But Demali didn't actually feel as calm as she sounded. If a pod
fell off of its vine, it would have no source of water and would die. Demali
shivered with fright.
But the shaking ended as soon as it started.
Demali and Zyna felt bouncing. They were moving sideways, bouncing up and down!
What could possibly be going on, thought
An hour later, Demali had just finished thinking
about what could have possibly happened. The shaking had ended ages ago, and
things had been calm and quiet since. Life was awful in a pod sometimes. You
had no connections with the outside world.
But right after Demali had concluded that it
was just some weird dream, she felt the bumping and shaking again. But this
A burst of light poured into Demali and Zyna's
eyes, blinding the both of them.
"Agh!" Zyna screeched in her high-pitched pea
Chia tone. She wasn't speaking quietly anymore!
"Our pod has been split open," Demali muttered.
Soon her question had been answered. Standing
there was an Acara in overalls. She had on gloves. Then she said, "Mm, I cannot
WAIT to sell these peas to the food shop at market!"
Demali and Zyna gasped.
"Wait! I'm alive!" Zyna screamed, waving her
arms. She refused to remain her quiet self at a time like this.
The Acara stared downwards at the two peas still
in the broken pod. "Excuse me?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. "Boy, I need
some sleep! My ears are playing so many tricks on me. Peas don't talk!"
"We're Chias, not peas!" Demali screamed as loud
as she could.
The Acara only rubbed her eyes and completely
split open Demali and Zyna's pod. She dumped the two peas in a silver bowl and
continued splitting open other pods.
"Wow, look," Demali said, nudging Zyna. "We're
the only pea CHIAS. The rest of those peas - are really peas! They aren't real
Neopets at all. Wow. I wonder why and if we are the ONLY ones."
"Weird," Zyna agreed quietly. She was terribly
"Maybe it's some rare chance. That we don't have
to be zapped by the lab or anything; we're just born this way," Demali mused.
"Please. I want this time in peace," Zyna whispered
"Whoa. That's the biggest phrase you've ever
said at once in your whole life! Seven whole words!" Demali exclaimed.
Zyna only rolled her eyes.
Zyna woke up, rubbing her eyes. She was in some
dark area, and she felt like she was in a crowded space: somewhere even more
crowded than her pod! The last thing she remembered was falling asleep beside
Demali in that silver bowl.
"Demali?" Zyna hissed. No answer. "Demali!"
Everything was absolutely quite and utterly dark.
Zyna was a little scared. The only pea in the world she could depend on was
Demali. The only pea she could confide in? Demali. The pea she needed to help
her stand straight on her two feet? That was Demali, too. No one else.
Demali also woke up. She yawned and stretched.
She didn't know where she was. But she did know that it was dark, warm, and
stuffy. She didn't remember anything except falling asleep in that silver bowl
she had been placed in.
"Hey, Zyna? Are you there?" Demali called out
loudly. There wasn't a reply, of course. "ZYNA!"
Demali blinked her eyes a couple times, hoping
they'd adjust to the darkness. They did. Barely. She still couldn't make out
a single shape. Demali was worried about Zyna. She knew Zyna needed her, and
apparently they were separated. Oh, she should have never fallen asleep!
Zyna gasped when she realized where she was.
She was in a bag of peas. The bag was closed and tied at the top, apparently.
Zyna felt thankful she was at the top of the pile of peas, so she wouldn't be
suffocated under the weight of all of the other peas.
She sighed. There was not another single living
pea here. The rest of them were all food. Zyna was the only seeing, breathing
pea in the whole bunch. She wanted her sister terribly.
Demali was also on the top of the peas in her
bag, as well. She felt optimistic in this awful situation. She was glad she
wasn't in a bowl of mushy peas. That was something to be really glad about!
She'd rather be whole than mushy.
Suddenly, Demali felt her bag being picked up.
She felt herself roll around and be sloshed against other peas. Some other peas
rolled on top of her. Their weight was not comfortable.
Zyna felt her bag being lifted! She tumbled against
the lifeless, normal peas and gasped. They were so cold and unwelcoming. It
wasn't a happy situation.
"Demali, help!" Zyna called, out of instinct.
She quickly shut her mouth, embarrassed. Why had she called for Demali? That
had been dumb.
Demali saw light as the bag was untied and opened.
She sighed with relief. Her wait was over. She smiled as she was dumped into
yet another bowl. At least it was light. The bad thing was, Demali ended up
at the bottom of the pile of peas in the bowl. It was hard to breathe.
Zyna felt herself also being dumped into a bowl.
She was also on the bottom of the pile. Zyna began to work her way to the top
so she could see something else besides the color green again.
Demali and Zyna were both working their way to
the top of the peas in their bowl. They both made it up at about the same time,
Zyna getting up milliseconds ahead of Demali.
Zyna took a quick glance around. "Demali!" she
There were two bowls sitting on a countertop,
Demali in one, Zyna on the other. They were reunited at last!
"I missed you, Demali," Zyna said with a smile.
"I missed you, too."
They were both poured onto one plate and watched
as a shiny utensil came down upon them.
"Uh oh. Hey, Zyna. I think that thing is called
a fork. It's not good news," Demali said quickly.
Author's Note: I hope you liked this story and its ending. :D It doesn't
exactly have a good ending for Demali and Zyna, does it? Thanks to Droplet for
accepting my story, and thank you to the members of NTWF for being so kind and
welcoming. I'll stop blabbering now. ;)