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Week - 694

A Visit To The Shrine
by _clement_
Description: Neopia doesn't always make sense

Week - 696

Lunchtime!
by _clement_
Description: Mealtimes don't always go exactly to plan...

Week - 697

Squawk-ward!
by _clement_
Description: How embarrassing D:

 
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Great stories!


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The Trouble with Tridents: Part One
The seashells, in all the different colours of the sea, glimmered beautifully on the shelves. The counter looked cleaner than usual, free from clutter except for the latest news articles about current seashell trends. Outside, the sunrays were perfectly lighting up the shop front as usual.

Also by scherwoodz

by winterdreary


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The Not So Dangerous Fall
Sometimes in the light of danger, logic tends to fly out the window.

by roxanna203

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A Dazzling Draik's Dilemma
Flor continued to grumble as the three ventured through summery scenes. Eventually they reached the Trading Post. "I'm parched!" whined Flor. "I need something, anything to drink!" Then she spotted the Pink Draik Morphing Potion. She grabbed the glass bottle and chugged it. Christine and Nadaba gazed at her in horror. "Flor," started Christine incredulously, "did you even pay attention to what you just drank?"

by _brainchild_

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Don't Be Lazy, My Friends!
Always do your work! Otherwise it won't be done the way you expected...

Also by strandbikini

by kuschelalarm


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The Discovery of Brightvale -- A Celebration
Splendid banners of green, white and gold hang proudly in every doorway. Tapestries and all manor of decoration imaginable adorn the walls of every hall. A grey Kougra in a smart black suit walks through the halls of Brightvale Castle, his dress shoes clicking on the cobblestone floor with every hurried step he takes. As he rounds a corner, he slows his feverish pace, and takes a moment to re-collect himself at a large, wooden door.

by dewdropzz



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