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|The Greatest Show In Neopia!: Part SixKadar struggled in vain to get his arms free from the vice-like grip of the two pirates that had suddenly hauled him to his feet in front of their Governor, but he was held fast. Desperately he panted out, “I don’t know what’s going on! She screamed - back in the inn. She was kidnapped!”|
|Chasing Treasure: Part Five"What on earth are these?" Sam asked, nose twisting in disgust. "It's a scrap box of broken things." He pulled one of them out, holding it with the tips of two fingers, and held it up for inspection. It looked like it might, once, have been a battledome weapon - a ray gun, perhaps?|
|The Ardors and Agonies of Witchcraft: Part FourRonan’s pleas were met with a slammed door. He gave a frustrated groan, raking Magma claws over his face. “How could I let this happen? We’ve been taking such careful stock...”|
|Defender Scarlet Shadow in the Backstab Knight: Part Two"Right! I think it's time we discussed why Scarlet and I are here. We're here to help you guard the shield." Aspen said. Harvard raised an eyebrow. "I'm glad we'll have you around Sir Aspen but I'm not sure if Scarlet Shadow would be of much help." He said. Sopherie bristled at those words. |
|An Uprising of Sweepers: Part FiveA week later, Orcius was going through the map and sheaf of parchments that they had drawn up their plans on the past three months since they recruited. Scanning through all the words and diagrams, he asked himself if they had somehow overlooked something somewhere. He was deep in thought when Adian made his appearance in the loft, where they have taken to having their “headquarters meeting”. |
|The Neovian Misadventure of Will and Biggs: Part TwoThe wind from the door breezed through Biggs skull. He huffed a short exasperated sigh and climbed down from the small, creaky stoop. He gingerly placed the bouquet against the door, turned around, and left the thorny thicket. He wandered slowly around the park until the sun fell away and the glittering specks of starts littered the sky. |
|Casting a Shadow: Part ThreeAsilvani arrived at the hotel room that morning, with her bag much more filled than usual. She scanned the room. Jimbigy had already left for her morning training with Edna. Asilvani sighed in relief. She opened up her bag.|
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"The Story of Ash and Ice" by kittyz_all_the_way
"There can only be one!" the magistrate yelled. He was a small, yellow blumaroo who bounced around on his tail when he got too nervous.
Right now, you couldn't even watch him lest you got motion sickness.
Fyora gently reached her arm out and placed it atop the magistrates head, keeping him firmly to the ground. The blumaroos eye twitched as he held back from bouncing even more.
"So two faeries were born of one star, tonight. Just because it has never happened in history before does not mean it should not happen. Nor does it mean it will not happen again. We must think about this rationally, and *calmly*, sir." Fyora made sure to emphasize the word "calmly", just for the blumaroos ears.
"But your majesty, the effects on Faerieland, or even Neopia as a whole, could be devastating! We do not understand how much power two faeries of one kind can hold!"
"So must we jump to the conclusion that it would be so awful? We have faeries of the same kind right now."
"Yes," the blumaroo responded, "but none that were born together. They share the same level of power- and that is dangerous."
"Then I will raise them within the castle walls. Raise them properly and without judgement, and perhaps when they grow they will use their powers for good, and not evil." Fyoras voice was soft and gentle; and although she hoped for the best of the two small faerie infants that rest inside the Kruledor moon crater, she still left room for worry.
The big blue eyes remained unblinking, a pinpoint of light in a dimly lit room. Her smile rested like a mask on her face, disguising any emotions that flitted through her head. She sat calmly, waiting for him to finish. He smiled at her. "What do you think?"
It was a dreary day. Alfred hobbled across the Neopia Central path and waved to the Money Tree. He unlocked the Post Office and began dusting his collections. He picked up his favourite framed photo and gently dusted it off. He went through his daily routine of signing off on shipments and organizing his stock. Whenever a happy, plucky customer came in Alfred put on a smile and helped them find what they needed.
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