Short Stories

	Friends Are NOT Forever "I was at the trading post on my way over here, and I bought you a Von Roo plushie! It still has its head!" by slothgirl
	Extraordinary Shelter That was why when Princess Amira asked her to travel to Altador to bring King Altador a cactus blossom in exchange for his generous gift of Altadorian Nectar at last week's banquet, she jumped at the chance... by literalluau
	Of Robots and Chocolate Milkshakes Now, it just so happened that the aforementioned Secret Lab Safety for Foolish Assistants was one of the books Bob was carrying. He decided that perhaps now would be a good time to read it, before he caused any disasters... Also by pyrosquirrelx by blacebrander
	Quinton's Quest for the Golden Carrot After quite a bit of thoughtful chin-rubbing, Quinton came to a conclusion. Instead of relying on Dervinn's rare items, he would go on his own and search for rare items of his own... by lassie_nikki
	Usuki Man Maybe you don't know why being a green Usul is so bad for a boy. Well, the thing is, Sally is a green Usul. Having sisters who leave their Usukis around the house doesn't make the situation any better... by soccerhart12
	Two Scoops of Change, Please "Sporfle! I wondered if you'd stop by today. Quite the turn-out, isn't it!" The Lutari grinned broadly as he handed Sporfle his favorite, Double Chocolate Ice Cream... by goala_bear
	Jhudora Who? "Why can't I even pull off the least tiny bit of evil? Why are my plots always found out? Maybe I should stop talking to myself when I plot! Especially when I'm in public!" by qazx301
	Painting Up a Problem "No, I'm... I'm fine, I guess." Terry sighed miserably. Every word seemed to be dragged out of him. I knew grey pets were always sad, but... by courtney1412
	A Diary of a Grundo Mum told me too, this morning, that I actually had a distant cousin Blu on the Space Station. To think of that! Freaks me out a bit, though; he is a BLUE Grundo after all... by odonut

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"Waiting for Anna" by extreme_fj0rd
I am the lie-weaver, the illusionist, the trickster, but most of all I am the storyteller--despite the fact that there is no longer any story. It has been swept away by the sands of time, crumbling slowly into erosion until there is nothing left of it but mere legend, myths that weave their tangled threads around young minds at bedtime. There is no reason any more for me to tell the truth...

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The Mega Mall: Dos, Don'ts, Pros, and Cons
With huge mega-stores popping up all over the place, what happens to the independent user? More importantly: should you jump on the bandwagon?

by lorien127

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The Dandy Guide to Being Unfashionable
Who needs fashion when they can show off their uniqueness? With all those stylish clothes out there, there have to be some... different... clothes for your pets to wear, right?

by susankidwell

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The Portrait: Part Five
The portrait remained in the storeroom, just as Mrs. Prenderghast had ordered, and never left. In the first few months after that fateful day, she would send servants...

by really_awesome_d00d

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Further Tales of Woe: Part Five
Gilly shook her head, sitting on the stone rim of the fountain where she'd first met Reginald. It seemed like such a long time ago, it truly did! He was the tall mysterious stranger that gave her a place to stay...

by jjquil

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Jelly Beans
You'd do anything?

by samlikesyou

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The Meepits Are Staring
Do you ever get the feeling you're being watched?

by zimpy222

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