|Preparing Neopia for the Meepits
||Issue: 191 | 21st day of Hunting, Y7
|Dieter and the Fatness IssueDieter loved playing the game
and helping Neopians learn Neopoints, plus he loved eating the snow. Eating
snow since the day he was born had not helped his looks, though...|
|In Living Color"He'll be perfect. We could use a servant to
help around the house."|
|A Tutor of a Different Sort"Um," Mala began, more than a little confused.
"I think that my owner wants me to have math lessons, not cooking lessons."|
|Everyone Makes MistakesNow, thinking of all that snow, and making footprints
and snow angels. Wouldn’t you just hate it if that was taken away from you?|
|The Neopian ThiefA thought suddenly came to her. Stealing was
so easy. She was a fast runner, and nobody would ever suspect her. So what was
|The Discarded Magical Blue Grundo Plushie of ProsperityImmediately after I left Faerieland,
I embarked on a frustratingly long and torturous search all over Neopia for
the little blue plushie's story. Here is exactly what I found…|
|LostEupheria had been here, that was one thing for
sure. But she wasn't here now and the bucket that she was supposed to bring
water to us with was down in the well, out of anyone's reach. What had happened?|
|Faerie SongBeing captured was frightening enough, but this was
every faerie's worst fear confirmed.
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|FriendTinka would see many pets
walking dejectedly down the streets of Neopia Central, and beg for Neopoints
and food, so she was used to all of these sights. But oddly enough, she had
never quite seen a homeless pet sitting against a tree...|
|The Power in a NameThis Eyrie was no common Eyrie. He had no name.
He had been raised by a group of earth faeries from the day he was born...|
|Skies over MeridellTav was staring down at another paper and hadn't
seen his sister's motion, but he still got the meaning of her words. "Propeller,
wings, support--what're we missing?"|
|The Woes of Being a Mail-IxiI was Wishing Well Drive's Mail-Ixi, a position
I quite loathed. Walking around the perfect houses delivering mail was not what
I called an ideal job...|
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"In Living Color" by auntfalcor
What Sunny did remember were the cages that surrounded the inhabitants and kept them imprisoned. They were metal, just like him...
|The Breadmaster Speaks|
I am the Breadmaster!
Stop making fun of me! The Breadmaster is my real name! You new employees are
going to be hard to train, I can see it already...
|A Wizards Beginning: Part Four|
The smell of food in front of him woke Ramek
up slightly and he got to work with his hands, plowing the scrambled eggs into
his mouth and savoring the juicy and tender bacon. "How did you make this?"