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||Issue: 205 | 26th day of Hiding, Y7
|The Search for Snowflake: Part OneBy now, most people know that Hawkins, a rather average
type of Kyrii painted the glorious color of green, works at the Neopian Times.
What many (including poor Hawkins himself) don't know, however, is what exactly
it is that Hawkins does there...|
|The Rainbow and the Wind: Part OneShe'd sweep by your ear; you'd feel
a light breeze encircle you, and sometimes it was cool, and sometimes it was
cold. And you'd hear that voice whispering in your ear: "Cirsha."|
|BOOM!: Part One"In two weeks," she declared excitedly, her ears
perking, "we will be hosting our first ever science fair!" |
|Mysterious Patchwork: Part OneJust as the Aisha planned, she walked in from the summer heat at the exact moment
of the restock. She reached for one of the shelves near the door and grabbed
a soft, stuffed pet...|
|Escape from the Space Station: Part OneMy life began on the Virtupets Space Station.
I won't say that I was born there, because that implies having a family who
wanted you for you, even before you existed. I was created because there was
work to be done...|
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"Petpet for a Madman" by turquoisephoenix
The bell above the door tinkled harmoniously. The Usul jumped; after four days without a single purchase from anyone, the sound that would alert her of an entering customer seemed almost alien. Immediately, she set the pen and parchment down...
"Mom, Nelly buried my Usukis in the backyard again!"
a red Usul shrieked as she practically flew through the kitchen and into her owner's
arms. "Can we please sell him to our neighbors or something?"
|Serving the Sculptor|
To say that Marek Alabaster was a charitable Skeith would
be a lie and to say he was a nice one would be almost laughable. But he was messy;
his living conditions were possibly the vilest I'd ever seen...