Short Stories
 | And Winter Thaws Us All She knows what he is, she just can't remember. Tall, black furred creature with a streak of white fur that runs down his back. She tries to remember. Are they one of the good pets? Or are they the ones she was warned off - like the ones who destroyed her home, with big, gnashing jaws that tore wings apart -- she doesn't want to think about it. He doesn't look like one of them, anyway.
"Don't worry, I'll keep you safe," he says, gently wiggling his fingers.
by phoenix_through_fire |  | That's a WrapA light snow fell. Dusk was falling and the bright lights from the shops let off a pleasant glow. Neopets bustled along well-worn paths. Neopia Central was busier than ever. The Month of Giving had begun.
by 77thbigby |  | I’ve Had A Very Merry ChristmasI don’t think I have ever received so many gifts. I must have been a really good Draik! I was gifted several amazing wearables. Shirts, socks, gloves, pajamas, and even a hat, just to name a few! There were even different accessories to go with them. I’m such a lucky pet. I’ve had a very Merry Christmas. Also by djleclair
by blackroseofwisdom |  | The Most Significant Gifts We Never GiveWith your eyes half shut it looks like stars, flames in a forest sky, scintillating like candles warm in a window. Some are close to one another, nearly overlapping, while some are father apart, forming neat rows that are never perfect, but almost; horizontal and vertical. They form many constellations, if you look hard enough.
by dewdropzz |  | Christmas Special: A Fresh BaguetteThis short story was inspired by a particular petpet, can you guess which one it is before you finish the tale?
by vanquishee |  | The Greatest Gift In the Season of Giving, a disheartened Wocky receives the best gift she could have ever asked for.
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"The Most Significant Gifts We Never Give" by dewdropzz
"He's just tired. It's been a long day for him. We went out shopping today, didn't we Spence?" you overhear a pastel Aisha lady saying to some other pets, in reference, you think, to the child who cries in her arms. The baby, a Chia, is one of the few Younger-Than-Yous at the party. Though considerably younger, you can tell he's feeling exactly the same as you are. His parents are talking and he has no choice but to hang there, trapped until the end of the evening. You give him an understanding smile.
And the strangest thing happens. The baby stops wailing, and smiles back.
"Oho, look at you!" his mother laughs in surprise as her child breaks into a spell of delighted giggles. "All cheered up just like that! That's funny, he doesn't usually stop crying so easily," you hear her say to the Neopian beside her. "Maybe he's getting to that mood swing age."
She doesn't notice you on the chair behind her, but you don't mind. You made a baby smile! You don't need any further thanks than that.
To be honest, it's lifted your spirits a bit. Little you, in a chair against the wall — you don't know anybody and nobody knows you. Yet little you, of little significance, with the little influence you have in this place, were still able to make a baby smile. Just the thought of it is enough to warm your heart like the red flame kindling in the fireplace, and heating the whole room.
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 Improving your account for newbies
Improving your neopet account you ask? What am I supposed to do, decorate it with pictures of Malkus Vile's face? Jump up and down screaming because I haven't yet been lent. Well you could do those things, but they will not get you very far.
by terabithian |
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 Nonlinear Companions: Dawn: Part Five
I was about to tell him, not to worry and that I was silly for even asking, when he cleared his throat and spoke. "Well, I guess I ought to tell you the whole truth, you deserve to know. But I'd really like it if we could wait until the end of the trip, I'd like to show you all the wonderful things there are to do up here. Then I promise, I'll explain everything."
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by _starryeyedsurprise_ |
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 Of Silence: A Home for the Holidays: Part Three
Kanrik definitely should have expected this. It’s how the stories always go, right?
The thief was so enraptured by Simeon’s writing that he didn’t even feel Katydid leaving his shoulder to greet her owner. He didn’t hear Simeon’s footsteps as he made his way up the stairwell.
by theschizophrenicpunk |
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