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Headlines "A Weewoo Rivalry" by dennykins ”Alright, everyone, gather ‘round!” Athena called out to the mail room. “Edition 1050 is coming up. It’ll be our biggest delivery day of the year by far, so treat today’s issue as a practice run. As your head of delivery logistics, I’ll be watching closely to see who’s up to this massive task. Is that understood?” “Yes, boss!” replied the chorus of assembled White Weewoos, with enthusiasm. Satisfied, Athena the Zafara returned to her office and closed the door, leaving the petpets to prepare for delivery. Max stood at his locker, tucked away to the side of the mail room. He put on his postal uniform and slung his delivery bag over his head and under his flightless wings. Would today be the day? He envisioned pinning the coveted Team Leader badge on himself, beaming with pride. His vision dissipated, however, when he saw the shiny gold brooch reflecting at him from Henry’s uniform instead of his own. “All good, Max? Ready to go?” Henry asked. “As ever!” Max replied with a salute, his feigned enthusiasm masking his disappointment. Each delivery of the Neopian Times had a Team Leader Weewoo. This was the Weewoo with the best delivery stats, the fastest and most accurate, who oversaw each of the other Weewoos. Theoretically, the Team Leader could change with every delivery...
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