Week - 475 The Greatest Treasure: Part One by masaryk_the_mad

Description: "Kat, what is it?" the sleepy Christmas Chia muttered. "You have to get ready. We're going camping today, remember?" Kat asked. Also by bluerang1

Week - 476 The Greatest Treasure: Part Two by masaryk_the_mad

Description: Kitthie was kneeling in front of the smaller tent in which the pets had stored their food. With a note of devastation in her voice, she replied, "All our food! It's gone!" Also by bluerang1

Week - 477 The Greatest Treasure: Part Three by masaryk_the_mad

Description: "I took the liberty of renting a row boat for us to use today, while all of you were still asleep," Kat called to her friends... Also by bluerang1

Week - 478 The Greatest Treasure: Part Four by masaryk_the_mad

Description: "I'm not staying on the boat!" Cheikz fumed, and he stomped off into the woods. Also by bluerang1

Week - 500 Of Potions and Paintbrushes: Part One by masaryk_the_mad

Description: "I'm not fooling around, Frostgleam, dear. I cannot see you." The Lupe sounded very serious. Also by antiaircraft

Week - 501 Of Potions and Paintbrushes: Part Two by masaryk_the_mad

Description: Surely, one of the hundreds of books that she had collected would hold the secret to crafting a potion to turn her back into a ghost. Also by antiaircraft

Week - 502 Of Potions and Paintbrushes: Part Three by masaryk_the_mad

Description: The Werelupe held the lantern aloft, bathing the immediate area in a soft glow. The light did little to cut through the fog. Also by antiaircraft

Week - 503 Of Potions and Paintbrushes: Part Four by masaryk_the_mad

Description: Drakovitch sat in the laboratory on the top floor of the mansion. He was diligently tending to a cauldron that was bubbling away on the fire... Also by antiaircraft

Week - 504 Of Potions and Paintbrushes: Part Five by masaryk_the_mad

Description: She found herself walking through the National Neopian's grand, imposing, metre-thick doors and into the lobby inside... Also by antiaircraft

Week - 505 Of Potions and Paintbrushes: Part Six by masaryk_the_mad

Description: "Right this way, Miss Frostgleam," Bernard said cordially, ushering Frostgleam through yet another highly polished set of sliding double doors. Also by antiaircraft

Week - 506 Of Potions and Paintbrushes: Part Seven by masaryk_the_mad

Description: The events that followed were all a bit of a blur for Frostgleam. She could hear Marcus, the Skeith guard, yell to one of the other guards. The cadence of two pairs of heavy boots against the hard floor reverberated through the maze of safety deposit boxes. Also by antiaircraft