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"Soup Faerie Appreciation Day" by 77thbigby
As they approached the quaint soup pot shaped building in the fading light, walking past the empty picnic tables that held hungry Neopets, it suddenly felt unfamiliar to X. He wasn’t used to the quiet and stillness of a place usually full of life. He hesitated before the round wooden door, propped open during business hours. This was harder than he thought it would be. He was swamped with memories. The spotted Gelert could remember the first day he had come to the Soup Kitchen: lost, alone and hungry. The Soup Faerie’s soup-he couldn’t remember the flavor-was really the best he had ever tasted. The Soup Faerie did not just fill the young Gelert’s belly. She had also helped to guide him in numerous areas. That was what had stayed with him over the years. Even after X had no longer needed to eat there, he had returned as a volunteer. He had soon become the most dedicated, hard-working and passionate volunteer the Soup Faerie had ever had. Like her, he inspired others to be their best selves. He helped to keep the peace with the many hungry Neopets that came to the Kitchen, served soup, made supply runs, cleaned dirty dishes, counters and tables, and encouraged other more fortunate Neopians to give of their time and money to this worthy cause. Now, it was all coming to an end.

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