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	Head in the Clouds: The Perfect Petpet Pt. 6 Watch your tone, kid. by yoshisislandbandit
	Lame Pun Presents: Holiday Hijinks part 11 All I want is a white weewoo. by blackaavar
	A Very Merry Telethon (3 of 4) What?! We're hosting a telethon? Also by tmarks by izzywizard
	A Golden Appletunity - Part 2 You forgot a small detail. by eugenie247
	Cavities: Tree Wars: Part Two Electrifying! by thegoddesofxweetok1
	Dad Knows Best What do you mean this can't be repaired? by wiiwario112
	#LDN - Christmas Special The Nightmare Before Christmas, AKA: Lord Dark Noirgus by gorubeza
	Neopet suggestions that make you go o_O Maybe you should be studying intelligence instead... Also by yellowsugardog by mzkimmi
	Kadoatie Logic ... the meaning is only theirs by janderson_lee
	Think Again... Happy Holiday! Also by dragondancer007 by zombifies
	About Active Pets In which certain Halloween pets are discovered to be less advantageous than others by _quartervirus_
	Reflection Doesn't look a thing like me... by o_babypet4me_o
	Observation while doing dailies... King Hagan Edition by marcthegr8est1
	Grumpy Baby Kyrii Happy holidays everyone! by alloways

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"Heroes" by iswimmings
The storm is approaching. It is wild, reckless, paying no regard to the world it ravages. Ripping the shingles from the roofs of shops, and flooding the muddy pathways out to the square. It makes its way towards the homes and the village where they hide. It roars at them, bellows its defiance and rage to innocent ears. It doesn't care what it has to ruin before they are in its clutches. It yearns to punish the villagers, and to make them feel its indescribable pain. She is holding her baby in her arms, the black cloak falling around her lithe figure and her soft white fur. The Usul smiles, as he gurgles and laughs unintelligibly at her. He is oblivious to the noise, to the wreckage and the danger. His green eyes are bright with their newness--he was born only five weeks ago. Freak accidents happen--the mother knows that. But she also knows that she has to keep her baby safe, so he might have a better life than one cut short in the mouth of a howling hurricane.

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Abandoned
It was cold and lonely in there but she does not fear the cold, it couldn't hurt her. In fact, a thick plumage covers her entire body, keeping her nice and toasty. Yet somehow, she is still afraid. The fear of betrayal strikes her heart as the crunching of the snow under her feet echoes through the forest glade. The echoes bounce back and forth along the tree trunks, reminding her that she is truly alone. She will never forget.

by karuboo

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Feeling Like Christmas
Although Emmett was a Halloween Kyrii, Christmas was his favorite holiday. Halloween was a close second, of course, but Emmett still found himself looking forward to Christmas more than anything else. He loved the big holiday dinners, daily trips to Terror Mountain to visit the Advent Calendar, and of course, opening presents with his sisters and brother on Christmas morning.

by scubadove

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A Guide to Snow Wars II: Icy Snow Way Out
The Snow Beasts are coming, armed with their catapults and Lupe friends, and they're after your snowmen. What do you do? Declare the beginning of the Snow Wars, of course!

by faeriequeenoffire

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2016 Item Trends: Part I
2016 is drawing to a close, which means that it’s time for us to look back on the year that was...and what better way to do that than through the medium of MATERIAL GOODS!

by unfreeze_divicool72

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Dreaming of Adventure: Part Three
“Hey, this isn’t helping. What will help is entertaining Stevie and Stacie. You know them better than I do. What do they like?” Sweet tilted her head in the direction of the two babies. The brown Kacheek looked at Stevie and Stacie sitting on the couch. They both looked back at her with good-natured smiles. She felt a tug at her heart.

by 77thbigby

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One Way Out: Part One
It doesn’t tell you directions; at least not in the conventional sense. Instead of telling you which way you are headed, it tells you where you need to go. That needle points to whatever it is in the world that you need or desire most. If you follow it, then you can find everything you need,” he took it back in his paw and polished it. “For some reason, this thing has been pointing me towards Terror Mountain. Towards you.

by the_wingless_unknown

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