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||Issue: 261 | 13th day of Collecting, Y8
|Needed Adventure: Part EightTime went on, and so did the experiments. The hours turned into days, and days into weeks, and Enzo realized suddenly one day that he had lost count of how long he'd been there. He realized just as suddenly that he had ceased
|They'll Never Hear a Word We Say: Part EightAs they were strolling down the aisles of the Food
Store, Mel had been trying to pluck up the courage to ask her owner something
she was dying to know...|
|Beauty of the Snow: Part FiveThey bought a thick jacket for her; though at
first it seemed much too warm, as they proceeded back to Inga's apartment Lia
found herself getting colder and colder, until she was shivering even with the
|How to Be a Fire Faerie: Part FourI held out my hands, trying not to look at the sea of faerie faces in front of me, all eyes looking expectantly at me. I felt for my magic, and pushed it out of my hands - but nothing happened...|
|Pinky the Brave: Part ThreeEmakoke pushed herself up to her feet, even though her scrawny legs felt weak from running, and she looked around her while shielding
her eyes from the sun. It was so intense--she hoped they had enough water to last them. "I can't see anyone. In fact, I can't see anything. Just sand..." |
|Fire and Gold: Part Three"You know, I've never
seen a Faerie before. There's kind of a shortage of them in the Haunted Woods.
I guess they like it somewhere prettier..."|
|What Lies Hidden in Your Closet: Part TwoShe quietly rolled out of bed and grabbed a sneaker lying on the floor next to the bedpost. If anything jumped out at her, she'd be able to protect herself. Now on all fours, Kalina crawled silently over to the closet door. Slowly, she reached up, and...|
|At the AstroVilla: Part Two"Good morning, Miss, how was your first night?" Mr. Griptor smiled at Cypher as she entered
the coffee shop on the fourteenth floor...|
|Xaraak: Part TwoRonako limped in, cast an icy glare in Sayra's
direction, and reported, "Flag on the horizon, Cap'n!"|
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"Jealousy: A Tale of Two Salesmen" by firehazzard
Smitty was now on the porch. He looked about as though he was about to jump into a pit of brainrolls and rotten neggs that had been conveniently left in the road. In short he looked as though he was going to vomit. He knocked on the door. Once, twice. No answer...
I heard the low sound of
thunder in the distance. "Oh, no," I thought. "Here we go again." I sat on the
floor, still hugging Chip, hoping he hadn't felt it or heard it...
|An Unlikely Bond|
An undersized green baby Ixi was weeping, salty
tears pooling around her glossy ebony hooves. Not because she was saddened,
but because it was vital to get herself damp...
|In Praise of the Unpainted Pet|
In fact, just how many Neopians sit down
with their pets before painting them and discuss the pitfalls of what their
new color will be? A pet should have a say in such a total and permanent change.