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 | Reasons Why"There's nothing to be worried about," he answered easily. "It's just a little thunderstorm."
by aragornrocks500 |  | Four And A Half Kougras: Sugar And Spice Is Not So NiceA very small chocolate Kougra was perched on their front doorstep, and, to Tygura's annoyance, was dripping chocolate syrup on the morning's neomail.
by _forest_sol_ |  | The Cost of FreedomWe are in the Deserted Fairground. Rowan and I.
by werelupe25 |  | King PazPazniec wasn't really a king, but he felt as though he was. "King Paz"—it had a certain ring to it, didn't it?
by emrozi |  | The PlanI sat there, staring at the little blue Wocky, lost for words. I racked my brains for something funny to say, but I came up completely dry. So I reached into my bag and pulled out a cupcake.
by sharon_soong32 |  | Years AgoShe didn't deserve it. Any of it.
by karen_mckenzie |  | Best Friends"I am a Light Faerie, I am one with the stars, the light, the warmth of this world."
by pandora |  | Looney LockewoodThe mad old Buzz was glowering down at the pair of them, his jaw just inches from Shailayna's nose...
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"Nightfall" by havittaa
The caravans in the camp were brightly colored and ornate, sitting beside patched tents. As Grant approached his own tent, a door from the nearest caravan burst open. "Miz Amy?" Grant called, throwing his top hat on the dirt patch before his tent. "Grant, m'boy," Amy responded. The pink Kyrii fluttered from the steps of the caravan, a light bouncing from within it. Her blue eyeshadow looked gaudy under the full moon and her skirt drifted inches from...
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 Paintbrush Peculiarities
Neopia is filled with pets who defy their color standards, and today I'm here to tell you about some of the coolest, most unique, or just plain oddest colors you can paint your pet.
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 Nightfall: Part One
"Miz Amy?" Grant called, throwing his top hat on the dirt patch before his tent.
"Grant, m'boy," Amy responded. The pink Kyrii fluttered from the steps of the caravan...
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 Chronicles of the Chosen: Taking Flight - Part One
Desperately Jhudora's burning eyes scanned the hall for something, anything, which was dark enough to stare at with some decency. But alas, the floors were a muted orchid (still pink), garnished with mauve rugs covered in swirling designs. The ceiling was an almost sugary sort of pink...
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