|There are ants in my Lucky Green Boots
||Issue: 370 | 5th day of Celebrating, Y10
|Pirates, the Sight, and the Sea: Part Seven"Captain!" Roselia exclaimed quickly, jerking around to face him, her eyes wide. She hadn't expected him to be up so early...|
|Telzleh's Quest: Part Six"If I were you, missy, I'd leave this place as soon as you can. Hard times have fallen on Roo Island."|
|The Elements of the Exploring: Part Four"You'd better come with me," she called, trying to sound as welcoming as she could. "Otherwise you might never get out of here."|
|Defenders of Neopia: The Vacation - Part FiveThe guards were the main problem at the moment. Jackal thought she had an idea as to how she might get rid of them, but...|
|The Last Page: Part FiveWith every puzzle I inscribed into the book, I was growing closer to the end, closer to the last page.|
|Samson, the Pirate Lupe: Lost Memories - Part Three"I'm afraid you'll have to get used to it," he said in a thin voice. "You won't get much peace and quiet down here."|
|Shay Peters and the Clockwork Caper: Part FourI knew his weaknesses, how to push his buttons. "I'm here to take back the key that you stole," I said.
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|The Yellow Gelert: Part FourChezzanne was delighted to have another sister, but Dellayn was not. She was suddenly the outsider.|
|A Faerie Tale: War - Part ThreeThe Faerieland dungeons were not like the rest of the palace, covered in gleaming pink and purple. There wasn't a cloud in sight...|
|Another Hero's Journey: Decisions - Part ThreeHe sighed, staring at his reflection in his plate – were those dark circles beneath his eyes? |
|Fyora and Celandra: From Servanthood to Friendship - Part Two"Hey, did you hear Fyora's not well? She hasn't even been sitting in the throne room these few days," said one of the faeries.|
|The Mirror: Part TwoHis jaw dropped, drawing in breath after shaky breath. He was looking at a ghost!|
|A Quest For Art: Part Two"The magic must be changing it," her new friend said. "Our decision to enter changed it."|
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"The Perfect Petpet for Sophie" by a_greenparrot
Sophie grabbed a stool and looked down at her concoction. It was a bubbling brown. She shook her head. "This isn't right," she muttered to herself. Suddenly the brown goop began to dry out and shrink. Soon all the she was left with was a pile of brown pellets. "Where did I go wrong?"
Today was Saturday, the day when all of the neighborhood kids went out and played at the local park. The Aisha was looking forward to showing her friends her new plushie.