"A Mysterious Fishing Trip" by mzkimmi "What's all this?" I asked, somewhat pensively. Around the room were some packets of what appeared to be tiny fish. There were sunscreen, a blanket, a picnic basket, hats, and – oh no. There were fishing poles! My worst fears confirmed, my owner stated the obvious...
The Grass is Much Greener "Sweet Fyora!" he cried, slapping the water in exasperation. He laid his ears back and glowered at the specks of pink, purple, and orange that dotted the waves. His waves...
Neopaltropaly: The Last Allusion The rule of the village was that only green neopets were allowed to live there. It was said that other colors attracted the horrible monster...
The Forgotten Art of Potato Counting There is an art and a unique charm to this unassuming game, and here I will attempt to let you in on some of its secrets.
The Gelert Contest Have you ever wondered how long a Gelert’s tail is? Or even their ears? Once a year, always in the summer, every Gelert that wishes to take part can go and get his or hers ears and tail measured.
Vanity: Part Two He offered his arm and she placed hers lightly on top. She knew from living with Sarah that this was the customary way beauty contestants of opposite genders in the area traveled in public. She also knew from having a brain that it was going to be hard to keep her arm up...
Catching Up: Part Five The Fire Faerie nodded. "It's often the Light Faerie," she said, coming to stand next to Patricia, "who leads the group. Who makes it all happen..."