A Waffle Paradise |
Circulation: 170,315,394 |
Issue: 392 | 15th day of Hunting, Y11 |
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 | The Petpet Detectives: Case of the Yanked Yooyus - Part ElevenHe didn't take a seat, but waited rather awkwardly near the kitchen doorway. He's waiting to make an escape, I thought.
by playmobil_is_my_life |  | Messenger: Just Another Pirate Tale - Part Six"To truly betray someone, you have to have been on their side. And I was never on your side."
by hedgehog_queen |  | A Rainbow Behind Dark Clouds: Part ThreeAs the Month of Eating loomed on the near horizon, Amy was more nervous than ever about adopting her dream pet...
by tiquandowitch |  | The Wish: Part Five"Fyora's Jewel?!" she gasped, a hundred expressions flying across her face. "Did she leave it with the little Zafara?"
by newmoon653 |  | Intrigue at the Altador Cup: Part FourAs he approached the stadium, Fredrick dipped into an alley and sampled another of his potions.
by herdygerdy |  | The Water Faerie Necklace: Part FourJulie sat on the ground. It was too much to take in. "I wish I could remember what the scroll said," she whispered.
by jbergz8495 |  | A Trip to Remember: Part Two"Wake up, Dellayn!" Shei yelled in the Gelert's ear. "It's morning, the blizzard has passed, the sun is shining, and the snow is fresh! Get UP!"
by majikel |  | The One about Lightmites: Part ThreeSuccess at last! I dare not write it down now, for my paws are trembling so mightily, I fear I may spill ink and ruin all!
by jack_skelling10 |  | The School Witch: Part Two"So you're okay with being second best?"
by unosilvah |  | Rosie the Plushie: Part TwoThe Hissi was losing; he never really was the best at poker. Finally, he had nothing left, except that plushie he pulled from the dumpster.
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Headlines "When You Break a Neopet" by _____wings_____ Bonju pushed past Hoban with a stack of plates in his hands, sending the Navigator reeling against the opposite wall. "Watch it!" he called, but the chef paid no attention and vanished inside the kitchen. Sighing, Hoban glanced towards the table. A single plate was left, with a meager assortment of a quarter potato and a tiny, neopoint sized slice...
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