|The Legacy of the Black Pawkeet: Part TenHannah and I both struggled tooth and nail as we were dragged to the Smugglers’ Cove by Scarblade’s men. Upon reaching it, the Lupe stopped and looked at his men.|
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|The Sisterhood of Terra and Phee: Part Four"Terra," the Pink Uni says the next day. Her face is the closest I've ever seen it to being sad. "He's back again." She knows, of course, what Terra will say. The same thing she said the last two times the boy showed up.|
|Adventures Aren't Just in Books: Part ThreeBut the young Elephante didn’t walk back to his mother’s side as he didn’t understand what all of the fuss was about. Until he cycled past the Pant Devil. The villain pushed Michael off the bike and took off with it, leaving the poor ‘pet crying on the floor. |
|Turning Pages: Part Four“Danger?!” Genevieve grabbed Alberts by the collar, dangling him in midair. The Meepit struggled furiously, squirming silently in her grasp. Only when a Lupe wearing black spats—one of the few from the tour group that remained—grasped her arm did the tour guide fall to the ground. |
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|On The Revolution of Heavenly Spears: Part ThreeOn the third day, Ryshu found a Maraquan Acara in the room. This time, he definitely didn’t recognise her. He knew that with certainty... or did he?|
|After ACX: Part SixPart Six - Fire|
We burst through the doors of The Royal Neopian, chattering happily. We swarm up the stairs and separate, heading to our own rooms to continue the night’s fun. I bump my friend from behind, giggling.
|Fire-Born: Part TwoWhat had happened? Was there a fire? Vineti the Chocolate Aisha looked around the rest of the room, but everything else was normal. She could have sworn something had been burning, and there was ash on her bedcovers.|
|A Queen's Ascension - Justice: Part ThreeQueen Nabile returned to Qasala in the early evening, the following day of the coronation. She had stayed over in the Sakhmetian palace for the night, wanting to witness Frezon as king. Alongside a few other nobles and royalty who stayed to recuperate before their journey home, she witnessed what she could only call a Lupe that was certainly at home in the palace despite his remarkably short time being there.|
|To Succeed is to Fail: Chapter ThreeFear me not. Repetition. Those three words appear again. They hang in the balance between sanity and slavery of the mind. To fear something is to believe that it has power over you.|
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"Timmett's Transformation" by fields_of_gold
The auction house echoed with life, its high stone walls and wood floors reverberating with the sounds of arguing people. Auctioneers shouted over one another as lots rose in price and bidding times ran out.
Amongst all the chaos stood a scruffy yellow Yurble, seemingly oblivious to the activity around him. In one paw he absently fingered a bag full of Neopoints, and he stared longingly at something on one of the long wooden auction tables.
A heavyset blue Scorchio wearing a rather bright red and green visor and matching vest approached from the other side of the table. “Can I help you sonny?” he asked jovially.
The Yurble looked up, startled out of his reverie, “Oh, no, thank you, I'm just looking.” His eyes wandered back to the baby paint brush sitting on the table in front of him, and he looked at the high price tag sadly.
Suddenly a voice, barely heard over the noise in the hall, called his name. “Timmett! Come on, we're leaving!”
Sighing, Timmett turned and headed in the direction of the voice. A tall, thinly built blonde woman, surrounded by three other pets, stood waiting in front of the large oak doors. “Come on Tim,” she said kindly, resting a hand on his head as she guided the four pets out of the auction house and into the bright sunlight.
|The Pirate King Files: Amulet of the Twelve Sands|
The Chia Police officer scribbled something in his notebook and glanced again at the glass display case. According to the museum curator, the thing inside had been stolen, and yet the glass showed no signs of breaking or tampering. Someone simply unlocked the box and removed the item.
|Twice as Nice|
"He's already read this one," Cleo said, setting the small hardcover copy of Courgette Farming down on the table before plucking out the teabag from her mug. The Vandagyre inspected the satchel's tag for a moment before tossing it into the wastebasket.
|How to Get Your First UC Pet|
If you weren’t lucky enough to keep an old-style pet after the conversion, or joined the site later than that, how can you hope to own one of these coveted UC pets? In this article I will go through the various ways you can own a UC pet of your own
|A Grey Eyrie Day|
A blue Eyrie longingly searches for a paint brush, and finally finds one in the Lost Desert. But will it make him happy?