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The Pant Devil Attractor

It is well named.

Also by icygal2310

by shennyyy

Just Jelni: Blessing Blunder

Generous faeries will only tolerate so much.

by angul888
The Weight of the Rescue

Find out who is the real MVP of Warf Rescue Team.

by carrotbreath
Protect Your Peas, Please!

But your cape today, available at the Hidden Tower!

by littledude61394
Not an Artist

That's NOT how it's done.

by mythicalcanadian
Head in the Clouds: Cup Antics

When glitches impede your team's victory.

by yoshisislandbandit
Trouble in Paradise: Ideas

Yeah, I think we've all been here...

by chasing_stars44
Sunny Side Up: Team Spirit

The AC commentators have surprisingly poor observational skills.

Also by parody_ham

by amarettoball

Chokato Slushie

I SAID CHOKATO!

by cria_sherwood
World Domination

Everyone has a weakness

Also by Myulai

by xxxfenice_neraxxx

YYB - The Disadvantage of Being the Opposing Team

This is just getting ridiculous.

by goldensif
Foul Play

I don't think this was random...

Also by jarviscocker.

by sophieauditore

Slushie Slinger Conundrums

It's starting to make sense

by bittersweet52
Shootout Showdown

If I could just get that Chia to quit laughing at me...

by scechoi
Lame Pun: Altador Cup

Finally, some peace and quiet.

by blackaavar
 
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"A Pair of Punished Pranksters" by _brainchild_
The moon was full, and the sky was plagued by ominous shadows. Two Darigan Neopets, a Scorchio and an Aisha, snuck onto the property, spray paint in hand. "I can't believe that Ella beat us in the Beauty Contest," grumbled the Scorchio. "We'll show her!" He rushed over to the tower which stood next to the house. He pressed the button on the can and wrote "Ella stinks!" on the tower in neon letters. Snickering, he turned to his friend. "Now she'll— What are you doing?!" "Wrecking the garden benches," grinned the Aisha, smashing the stone. "Spray paint isn't satisfying enough." "You imbecile!" snarled the Scorchio. "They'll hear you and wake up! Then we'll get caught!" The Aisha paused. "Well, let's hope that they're sound sleepers." However, the victims had indeed been awakened. A Stealthy Draik rushed out of the house, her steps full of fury. "What is wrong with you?!" she yelled. "You'll pay for this!" Then, all of a sudden... time froze. The two delinquents found themselves unable to move. "What gives?!" cried the Scorchio. "Let us go!" "Not so easily," replied the Draik. She glanced at the smashed benches and the graffiti on the tower. "I am Maldice, Ella's sister. I live here with her, and I will not tolerate vandalism."




Other Stories


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Jhudora's Curse
As magical as Healing Springs is, there was one time the magic of it went terribly wrong. It all started when the water faerie who runs the Healing Springs was sick and had her friend Lily fill in for her for the day while she rested and focused on getting better...

by she_chose_love

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Lost and Found Again
So she got out. She did not know where she was. Her wings, thankfully, still worked, and after she’d flown up a little distance, she could see that she was just outside the w

by geniusbulb

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The Benefits of Joining the Neoboards Today!
Jumping into ongoing conversations can be scary for a new user, but just what are the rewards of taking off your lurker cap and jumping into fellow user discussions?

Also by dragondancer007

by imcatcrazy11


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Trophies For The Cursed!
Turn your horrible luck into a trophy!! In this world where bad luck is good luck I was lucky (unlucky) enough to be a Champion. A Champion at losing. HMMM. One good thing I can say is that losing badly enough comes with a big trophy.

by sanford3581

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Clouds Over Cogham: Part Five
Maybe if the village wasn’t so consumed in smoke, and he wasn’t choking on the taste of cruel fire magic, and the screaming wasn’t so loud that he can barely hear his own thoughts, he could charge in valiantly like a storybook hero.

by theschizophrenicpunk

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Desert Requiem: Part Two
The Grand Hall of Sakhmet Palace, used to being the venue for important audiences, was to bear witness to an event of historic significance that day. Courtiers in their finery took up position on either side of the room, for once not engaging in idle chatter; their expressions were of rapt attention.

by kalnya



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