"A Trip to the Hospital (and Everywhere Else)" by swimgirlnova Eileen opened the vault and began pulling out random objects. "Erm, Magic Vial... no, blue yarn ball... no, blue cap... no..." Things began flying out. "Ah-ha! How about a nice, tasty... Rotten Omelette!" Eileen said...
Confessions of a Twiggermoose Every day about a hundred owners and willing Neopets come into the shop. I remain unnoticed, usually, but that can all change.
From Dung to Morphing Potion, a Trading Game They would accept or reject my offer based on whether they wanted it or not – I was not going to communicate with the sellers at all.