Short Stories
 | Super Secret Club: The Valentine's VentureNow that Christmas is over, the tinsel is down. Ornaments have been packed away for another year. Snow has transformed into rain. Everything is back to normal. Well, it was, until about a week ago. The shop owners of Neopia Central seem to have conspired together. Now, the streets are exploding with hearts, bunches of flowers, and reams of red and pink fabric and lace.
by xpninja |  | A Watery ReunionIt was a stormy night in the Month of Awakening. Even at this time of the year, the last vestiges of winter were displaying their full force across Neopia. Thick blankets of snow covered the lands near the poles, and even along the equator there were strong blizzards and icy winds blowing at freezing temperatures.
by light_faerie382 |  | With Roses in Her EyesThe roses in the break room were dying again. Dying and drying, their petals furling back on themselves, and their buds puckered as they squeezed out the last drops of water. She always forgot to change the water of the flowers she bought in after the weekend. Roses, her namesake.
by phoenix_through_fire |  | Valentine's: A Day of CompanionshipA lone Aisha sighed as she rocked herself on the swing. Valentine’s Day… She thought morosely. Valentine’s Day was a day of companionship, but she had no one to spend it with.
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"Super Secret Club: The Valentine's Venture" by xpninja
In the garden of number forty eight, Rainbow Lane, Neopia Central, stands a tree house. But this is not just any treehouse. This treehouse is the headquarters of the Super Secret Club. It’s Super (of course) and Secret (naturally) and the Club risk their lives on difficult, dangerous missions, like retrieving the ball that fell into Mrs-Jenkins-Next-Door’s garden, and taming the wild Warf that somehow managed to crawl through the hedge. There’s no mission too big, no task too terrifying. They will work tirelessly to ensure that justice prevails in the garden. Until nap time, that is.
Now that Christmas is over, the tinsel is down. Ornaments have been packed away for another year. Snow has transformed into rain. Everything is back to normal.
Well, it was, until about a week ago. The shop owners of Neopia Central seem to have conspired together. Now, the streets are exploding with hearts, bunches of flowers, and reams of red and pink fabric and lace. The Chocolate Factory has been shipping out their most luxurious delicacies in box upon box. Pairs of residents walk hand in hand, seemingly overcome by a seasonal affliction.
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