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"The Little Jubjub with the Big Heart" by kindnessx
Snow fell softly and daintily over Neopia Central, frosting the cobblestone roads and rooftops in a coat of white. Shopkeepers swept the glittering drifts from their doorways while hymns of various carols drifted through the air, hummed by passing Neopians bundled in their cosy scarves and hats.
At the very centre of the plaza stood an empty stone circle, wide and expectant. As though it was missing something magical for the quickly approaching season. Pipkin, the Blue Jubjub, was out for his morning walk when he paused at the empty space, thinking this very thought.
Pipkin was small even by JubJub standards, but the size of his heart more than made up for this difference, especially during the holidays. He waddled around the barren patch like a Bruce would on ice and tilted his puffy body as he examined his surroundings. The empty space in the centre of town bothered him, even though he wasn't completely sure why. He stood at the edge of the circle, looking up, trying to imagine something grand that would be suitable for this spot. Then it hit him.
“This," he proclaimed aloud to no one in particular, "is where the biggest Christmas tree Neopia Central has ever seen is going to stand!"
A nearby Usul, who worked closely with the Breadmaster at the local bakery, blinked at him. She had just finished work for the day and was out stretching her legs after a busy morning of making Christmas baked goods for the increasingly demanding crowds.
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