Comics

	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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"Lost and Found Again" by geniusbulb
Scellea woke up in the middle of the forest. There was a Kacheek farmer standing over her with a pitchfork in his paw and a very angry look on his face. “What do you think you’re doing?” he said. “You can’t just sleep wherever you want. This is my property!” She tried to speak but found her beak was full of leaves. She spat it out. “Sorry—” she began. “Oh, just get out of here,” said the farmer. “Kids these days!” 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 walls of Altador; she’d crashed into some Altadorian farm. But— She flew into the city, landed near one of the reflecting pools, and stared at herself. She was a Faerie Eyrie, a little dusty, with a few leaves still stuck in her feathers. She remembered her name but nothing else about herself, even where she’d come from. She had nothing to her name. “It looks like I’m here for now,” she said to herself. Even the short flight from the farm to the city had exhausted her, and she suspected that one of her wings was sprained. She was hungry, too. She walked instead of flying to Exquisite Ambrosia, where the cheerful Skeith shopkeeper stood selling mountains of bread and grapes and fresh cheese. “What do you mean, you don’t have any money?” he said to her.

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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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Tasting Kauvara's Potions
What a better way to celebrate Kau day than to sample some of Kauvara's finest morphing potions? Cow, the Yellow Kau and also our exclusive Neopian Times Reporter went into Mrs Kauvara's workshop today both to sample her morphing potions and to give her a quick interview to help her break away from her busy schedule and enjoy a restful Kau Day.

by m0nster_rancher

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Altador Cup XI Match Report: Out On The Field
This is Kuszemi for the Neopian Times, and today we will be joining Team Moltara and Team Shenkuu out on the field for a game of Yooyuball. There’s going to be lots of running around, I hope we can keep up with them.

by an9375

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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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Tribulations of a Quest Sceptic: Part One
Everyone around seemed so fixated upon them, as if nothing could be more important than dashing off to some far-flung region of Neopia in order to retrieve a mirror for an impatient, sneering Dark Faerie, or braving the wilds of some forsaken realm in order to ensure that Edna had Poogle fur clippings to add to her latest, noxious brew.

by anjie

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