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||Issue: 169 | 10th day of Celebrating, Y6
|Red Boots, Green PencilWhen Jupe came home he was delighted to see his
father had gone out to work. He dropped his bag in the entrance hall, took a
few steps back and stared at the scene. His father was an absolute control-freak.|
|Thus, the Clock Struck TwelveI turned around and headed straight for my window.
I pushed the curtains to the side and lifted up the window, but only to find
that many iron bars had been nailed to the windowsill.|
|A Portrait of Philistines"I told you, my owner's going to paint
a family portrait of us to hang in the Neohome so that she can impress her friends
when they come over and show them what a fantastic bunch of pets she has..."|
|A Kadoatery TaleI don't like it here. It smells. It smells really
bad. And, everyone is crying. Crying and crying and crying and they just won't
|The Cybunny CaperCelina was the one with the Babaa. Kalina and
Ayisha ran into Celina's room. It was empty, except for one little Babaa standing
in the middle of the room, pointing to a piece of paper on Celina's bed.
|Kanrik's Tale: MemoriesThat very night the sickness came. Their mother
stayed up all night with Kanrica, who had developed a cough. Ayenti lay awake
in the darkness and listened, his worry growing with each rasping breath his
sister took. |
|Just One Wish"My name is Eithne. You shouldn't be so heartbroken
on such a lovely day. Do you want to explain what's wrong?"|
|A Desperate Situation Living in Neopia Central, Pixee had employed every other
resource to cure Daisy before coming here. She had seen the Gelert Doctor at
the hospital, dropped by Kauvara's Magic Shop, and even sent letters to the
famous Kaelyn of Meridell, among countless other things. |
|The Aisha TrioAngelina thought that this was the best day of
her life, but she knew it wouldn't last long, for when she got to her new Neohome
she saw why the girl had chosen her.|
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"A Kadoatery Tale" by Sirussblack
I don't like it here. It smells. It smells really bad. And, everyone is crying. Crying and crying and crying and they just won't stop...
|Whiteout: Part Three|
I knocked again and yet there still wasn't any
reply, not even a grumble. Curious, I turned the knob and entered the room.
The study was very much the same as I had left it a week ago: cluttered, dusty
and bone-chillingly cold.
|Night Walker: Part One|
At first I hated not being noticed but I then realized
that I could turn such things to the advantage of a talent that surfaced with
the new shape. An ability that has made me one of the most feared pets in all