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	Chasing Treasure: Part One "Well, what did you expect?" Bannok asked, adjusting the helm a degree or two to starboard to catch the shifting wind. "Royal pets. Always got to outdo each other, building bigger palaces and throwing fancier parties." The timbers of the Silver Arkmite creaked as she swung around, the salt-soaked ropes slapping against the mast as the sails filled. by aethelar
	An Uprising of Sweepers: Part One Let’s see... I don’t know much about those faerie tales you’ve heard from your mother and father, so I’ll be telling you the only story that your grandfather knows. I’ll tell you all the tale of “The Sweepers”. What are “The Sweepers” you ask? Ah, patience; my little grandchild. That tale is about to begin … by yin_yin_7
	The Snow Faerie's Quest: Part One Suddenly, he saw a blur of white coming his way. He ducked his head, and Jack’s launched snowball went right over him. “Ha! You can’t hit me, either!” Sammy smirked. He turned over to where Jack was standing, expecting another snowball to come his way, but instead there was a look of dismay on his face. by sacados

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Weewoos: The Legend Behind The Myth

At dusk, when the last of Krawk Island's pirate inhabitants make their final rounds at the docks of Neopia's largest port, their song begins. The constant cry of the onomatopoeically named Weewoo fills the cool night air with a gentle but eerie sound. The melody can be heard all the way into the great waters as if bidding farewell to the late night travellers leaving their shores. Wee – woo, wee – woo Not much is known about the majestic Weewoo, but tales of this nocturnal petpet have still managed to spread all throughout the far corners of Neopia. They are not a rare sight to behold, especially in their native home in Krawk Island, but the mystery behind them is still there. From being symbols of peace, to their involvement with the post office, the more we learn about these fantastic creatures the more questions we end up asking.

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Shortfall
“We’re doomed!” Sulvi wailed. The baby Aisha rocked back and forth in the darkest corner of the lounge, unable to meet her brother’s apprehensive gaze. “Doomed is a pretty strong word,” Zypea the pea Chia observed her distress calmly from his position on the sofa. “We’re just in a bit of a pickle. A spot of bother, if you will. A temporary setback.”

by xxskyisfallingxx

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A Strange Necessity
Nothing remarkable, or noteworthy. She could—and did—live with that. It was fulfilling, and the kindness she received in turn made it worth all her while. Which made the golden ticket in her paws all the more strange.

by drifbilim

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Interview with Ursula, Famed Gormball Player
I’m especially thrilled today because I had the great privilege earlier this week of speaking with one of Neopia’s most talented Gormball players, Ursula the Usul. Ursula, a dedicated Gormball player since the first Annual Gormball Championships in Year 2, is well-known among fans and fellow players alike for her commitment and consistency.

by a_ramsell

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Interviewing the White Weewoo
749 issues of the Neopian Times have come and gone, and this petpet has seen them all.

by scechoi

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S750 Kreludan Defender Robot's Secret Pastime
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Also by Lyndsey4657 and _starryeyedsurprise_

by pinksrainbow

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Extreme Potato Encounter
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by william2005555

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