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Ellsworth’s Light(mite) through the Void

Gazing out from the grand stage in Neopia Central was Ellsworth, the Elephante, famed host of Neopia’s biggest parties, including the annual Neopies award show. Collab with shenkuun

by tylerhuyser
Return to Sender: A Valentine’s Day Mystery

Detective Greg the Grey Poogle criticized his own reflection in the mirror. In opposition, Waddleson, his White Weewoo assistant, chirped in approval at the customization.

by rachu816
Frozen Friendship

It was a clear winter morning on Terror Mountain and Yuki the Aisha was getting ready to meet her friends.

by elizabeth197288
The Puzzle Hunters Club and the Missing Valentine

Birdie Featherhart, a Pink Vandagyre with a very cute sense of style, sat at her work table, tinkering with a control panel.

by cibola
A Valentine Surprise

Isca sat in the living room of the undersea home belonging to her sister, Caylis. For once, she was alone; Collab with firefoxtails

by geneames1
Think Pink: A Seeker's Valentine

The eager scratching of a quill was the only sound emanating from Professor Lambert's desk as he finished the first draft of his most recent P3 biology manuscript.

by drziggs
To Fix What's Broken

The Desert Aisha sat by the fountain in the middle of the garden in the temple of King Coltzan I, watching everyone else pass by – initiates and novices hurrying toward their classes, bemedalled high clerics holding hushed conversations...

by precious_katuch14
A Bouquet of Sunflowers

The life of a squire was often too busy for Valentine's Day, but this year, there was nothing to do. Jeran's master was out on an errand;

by likelife96
 
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"To Fix What's Broken" by precious_katuch14
The Desert Aisha sat by the fountain in the middle of the garden in the temple of King Coltzan I, watching everyone else pass by – initiates and novices hurrying toward their classes, bemedalled high clerics holding hushed conversations, librarians toting armfuls of scrolls, and apothecary workers hauling baskets of herbs and mushrooms. The Aisha wrinkled their nose as one Kiko bounced past with bundles of wild garlic. Smoothing out their tunic, they scanned the crowd. Then, at the sight of a Red Techo sprinting toward them, they smiled and raised a hand to wave at him. “Sorry, Abiyah,” the Techo said, breathing hard as he reached the fountain. “Master Yamanu suddenly called me to help him find one of the books he needs for his research.” “Is he still looking into…” Abiyah glanced away, furrowed their brow, and knotted their fingers together. “You know.” He sat down next to them, scooting so they were side by side. “Yeah. He thinks that in the ancient scrolls, there’s probably a clue on how our ancestors stopped the plague that destroyed my village and my family.” The Techo gave Abiyah a melancholy smile, prompting them to reach out and close their hand over his. “I’m sure you and Master Yamanu can find that clue so that plague doesn’t take anyone else. Anyway, don’t worry about being late, Velm. Are you ready?” They stood up and helped Velm up to his feet as well. “Of course. Oh, don’t look so sad, come on. This is our day off, remember? Where’s our first stop again? The newly opened grilled meat place? Or was it…” * * * Abiyah groaned softly as they staggered to their front door, stifling a yawn.




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Quiz: Which Valentine Petpet Should Be Yours?
Petpets need love too! Collab with majeline

by surging

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Neopia’s Most Memorable Dynamic Duos
Teamwork makes the dreamwork! Collab with crankylovebird & drougy

by oi_tio_to_na_globo

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The Year Without an Advent Calendar
Together, the girls made the journey back to Neopia Central, first taking the submarine back to the surface, then the ferry back to Meridell, and finally opting to hop on a bus for the remainder of the journey.

by noileh

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The Heist at the Chocolate Factory.
The dust of the Royal Purple Asteroid drifted through the ruined silo like living smoke, glowing faintly as it clung to every crack in the broken stone. Collab with rascle90 & kikepv

by sebaspet717

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Stop and Schnel(ly) the roses
Life is all about the little things.

by thejulyninth

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To Baelia...
From, Tavi, Lux, Nyx & Juni

by lokianna7896



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