Short Stories
 | KursakSince an early age, he showed all those around him that he was not destined to be a farmer, much to his parents' delight. All his life he had been taught about honour and had learned that there was a profession in which Neopets could help others, defend them and fight for honour: Knighthood.
by mabi1234 |  | Chance EncounterThe week before sign-ups of the Altador Cup, my little sister started bugging me once again. She wanted to go to Altador during the cup to meet the players. She really wanted to talk to everyone that she could. That included her favorite, Tandrak Shaye. I heard that name enough to remember it.
by minaturepincher |  | Fighting the Fuzzles"Attention! Fuzzles are currently attacking the recreation deck. Please move down to the hanger and take cover until further notice." Making sure the coast was clear, she quickly ran out of the Space Battledome arena and towards the stairs. There was a loud gurgling noise behind her. She spun around and saw a bright pink Fuzzle coming at her.
by brittanyandsteven |  | Half-LifeFirst, something in my head went dark, like the wires to the festival lights were lopped off at all ends. Propulsion seized, the fireworks tipped over halfway into the sky. Then there was that lingering moment, a silence of about five seconds or so, as the lights in my thoughts fizzled out into stars, and I was left with these dim, glassy husks of those thoughts, wondering what had changed.
by dimartedi |  | NeobumpsSparkle spoke. "I'm sorry I didn't believe you." Lizzy responded saying, "It's ok, I'm just glad it's over."
by sparkleeze |  | Friday: An Incomplete PetpetWith his bickering petpet in tow, The Neo-citizen quickened his pace as he strode passed the Secret Laboratory to access the Petpet Laboratory. The narrow, almost claustrophobic hallway that led to the Petpet Laboratory was always dimly lit, with tangles of wires poking from the ceiling. He was a Neo-citizen on a mission...
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"Kursak" by mabi1234
Kursak was born in a small farming village near the kingdom of Meridell. His family taught him everything he needed to know about having an honourable, hard-working life.
Son, it is important that you work hard all your life, no matter what your goals might be. If you do so, you will be much closer to fulfilling them'', his father would say.
The road may be long, but never lose hope, and always remember that you have a place to return'', Kursak frequently heard his mother say.
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