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Packing for Picnics
Summertime in Neopia is a beautiful time of year to enjoy basking in the sun on the golden beaches of Mystery Island, floating on the clouds in Faerieland or cooling off on Terror Mountain. Of course, Neopets are going to need a nutritious and delicious lunch, so always pack a good meal. Here are a few ideas of easy to prepare meals to throw together for your picnic that will keep your pets energized and full!
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A Rock in the Woods Nadine, one young Strawberry Poogle, frowned as she looked down. All rocks in the Haunted Woods looked somewhat similar but she was sure- very, very sure- that she had seen this one before.
by i_love_cute_neos |
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Trouble's Brewing Deep within the macabre wetland of the Haunted Woods, hidden by the swamp gases and crooked trees shrouded in tangles of spongy moss, there was a foreboding abode that stood on the muddy river bank. Composed of rotten-looking shambles of wood, it looked like the slightest gust of wind could knock the entire residence on its side. But it was the enigmatic ixi that called this dingy shack home that really gave rise to the mysteries.
by flannelle |
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A Rebuttal - Queen Fyora is Not A Dark Faerie There have long been rumours about Queen Fyora’s element. Specifically, some have debated whether Fyora is actually a dark faerie in disguise. Naturally, when a rumour starts among the faeries, it does not take long to propagate and soon, many all over Neopia would hear of it.
by black_skull725 |
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The Sorceress and the Prisoner: Part Four King Skarl stared at the letter in his hands. He couldn't quite believe what he was reading. It was completely unexpected. They hadn't conversed in years, but now he wanted to write to him? This was odd. Something didn't quite add up.
by dudeiloled |
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Mother's Balloon: Part Eight Joyful sounds of laughter were carried in on the wind, but it was the wafting smell of a chocolate cake baking slowly in an oven that awakened Reyela's senses, and alerted her of the fact that the day had started without her.
by dewdropzz |
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