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||Issue: 317 | 9th day of Storing, Y9
|A Neovian Holiday"Textbooks! But it's Holiday Break! I'm through with studying!" Sophie pouted...|
|Page and the ExamsAs they parted, Page looked after Sammi worriedly. She felt bad, knowing how much the Uni struggled to keep up with class work...|
|There's a Monster in my Bedroom"Suuure," he replied casually, playing along with her little game. "Look, Naala, every kid goes through these phases..."|
|Faerie Flying 101: DON'T DO IT!!!Where was I going, you wonder? To a human, my destination may not mean too much, but if you're a Neopet, you obviously understand the great importance of getting painted...|
|Finding Phoenix"Why am I a feeling Neo?" the Eyrie asked the Grundo behind the counter...|
|Sunset: DreamsFrost's mother was Flower. She was a lovely Green Lupe. Flower was a very happy person, but I saw in the weeks towards her disappearance that she was withering away...|
|Domination 2The Darkest Faerie pursed her lips as she looked out the window. She couldn't believe it, but the plan was working...|
|Rise Above"Mommy, those pets aren't wearing anything!" a small Kacheek piped, pointing at the crowd beneath the Money Tree...|
|Horseradish and Shrink Rays"I have forgotten to water my garden," she proclaimed with a grand gesture towards the ceiling...|
|Scavenger Hunt"In honor of this special day, Pteri Day, tonight we will hold the first ever Professor Edgar Eyrie Scavenger Hunt..."|
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"Rise Above" by rydeordiechic576
A painted pet was revered, cared for, played with. Unpainted pets were "disposable." Now with the clothing, he thought, even unpainted pets could be fabulous-looking. But if someone couldn't afford clothing or paintbrushes... well, for Azolito, there were only more...
The Defenders are always looking for brave new recruits to take on the mask and mantle of a hero.
|A Spy's Tale: New Life - Part Four|
Lifting the bandage with her dark grey paw, Audri's mouth shot open when she saw that the wound was partially closed. She touched it gently with her finger; again, she saw her bracelet glow...
|What Am I?: Part Eight|
Kelenria stared at him, stunned. She had known that Texra was discontent- no amount of blindness on her own part could have hidden that- but to take it this far?...