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"The Golden Dubloon's Grog Hub" by sparktater
On the shores of Krawk Island one afternoon, a ship arrived, carrying a green Meerca named Steve. Steve worked for a small production company in Neopia Central and had recently been commissioned to produce a brand new NeoVision commercial for Golden Dubloon.
Shielding his eyes from the sun, Steve dodged a small group of pirates quarrelling over a game involving a bag of Dubloons, eagerly smelt food cooking for the next Food Club session and observed as a cart full of petpets headed towards Warf Wharf. This was a very different world to the clean, well-kept offices he came from, full of the smells of damp wood and grog. He couldn’t see a fancy coffee shop anywhere.
Reaching the Golden Dubloon, Steve pushed open the door and entered cautiously and asked a Kacheek dressed in a red and white striped dress for the manager. She nodded and disappeared behind a door...
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