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Claare Should Be Grateful... by dewdropzz | Description: The only thing I don't like... |
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Claare's List Of Underappreciated Neopian Heroes by dewdropzz | Description: Today I would like to draw attention to these people, with hopes that they'll soon be recognized for what they've done, and continue to do. |
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Love Builds A Robot by dewdropzz | Description: All is quiet in Neopia at 6:30 am. It's Sunday morning, the sun is just beginning to rise and at this hour, most Neopians are still asleep. Not you, though. |
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Half Baked by dewdropzz | Description: "Nonsense! It's never too cold to swim. As long as you're in an indoor pool." |
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Ready To Give by dewdropzz | Description: Couldn't the bad weather have waited until after the Day of Giving? |
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A Faerie Like Me by dewdropzz | Description: I couldn't stop thinking about the day I met the famous faerie. Do you remember, diary? It was last summer, shortly after we moved to Meridell.... |
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Claare's Wonderful Things To Do With Neggs by dewdropzz | Description: What's not to love about the mysterious and incredibly interesting objects with a remarkable resemblance to eggs? |
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Maeryc and the Wishing Star: Part One by dewdropzz | Description: Wooden cutlasses clashed. Heavy boots stomped through the late spring snow of Terror Mountain. Captain Fearless, the most notorious seven-year-old pirate in the world, was engaged in a raging battle against his arch nemesis, the dreaded Captain Red Head. |
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Maeryc and the Wishing Star: Part Two by dewdropzz | Description: "It makes sense, I suppose," she thought. "I lived in the sky all my life, and you could see everything from there. But I never saw a petpet that could actually talk to a neopet." |
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The Return: Part Three This place had changed so little. She remembered the market. Remembered the noise, the chaos of bartering... and a chaos of a different type.
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