Short Stories
 | 700 Weewoos"Maybe letting out 700 Weewoos wasn't such a good idea." I said, trying to make it sound like it was no big deal.
by sparkleeze |  | Adventures in Lutari IslandAlyssa the Camouflage Uni stared out the window of the Neohome she lived in with her siblings. She longed to be outside, exploring the jungle like she always loved to do. Grinning, Alyssa silently slid open her window. She dotted down a quick note that read, "Gone adventuring. I'll try to be back for dinner!", and flew out the window.
by dunefurandlilypelt |  | You Had One JobBut what’s with the herbs? You literally eat out every night; the most I’ve seen you cook is toast, and it’s never even very good toast, and yet now you’re buying exotic herbs and- are you chopping those herbs, Jhudora? You have multiple greasy Shenkuuvian takeout boxes from that place with the peeling pink paint and yet here you are cooking. That doesn’t seem like you, Jhudora.
by quanticdreams |  | I'm Going To Make Things RightI stood in the doorway of my safety deposit box. Clutter filled every inch, items ranging from old Neggs to 500,000 Neopoint scrolls saved from my earlier years. My Neopets stood silently in the doorway, taking in the mess. “AAAA-CHOO!”
by jrayeb3 |  | All For One and One For AllThe morning rays of warm sunlight beamed down on the sleeping world of Neopia. Most dared not open their eyes to greet the morning, well, almost. Brayden was a chipper young Usul. In his head sat two round Sapphire eyes set fixed on nothing but the bowl of Asteroid Puffs Cereal that sat in front of him and the silver spoon in his hand.
by bun_bun_98 |  | Like Falling Asleep“Is she coming back?” Marya asked. “Of course she is,” Caden said. “She loves us.” “Then where is she?”
by esthers123 |  | Eternal DivaIt was night on the Tyrannia Plateau and even from miles away you could hear the noise from fans at the concert hall, screaming for their favourite bands and song artists. And in one of the dressing rooms, a striped Hissi with blond hair was getting ready for her own performance. Her name was Faith Handler, but her stage name was Whispered Faith.
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"You Had One Job" by quanticdreams
Jhudora? Jhudora, I am here. I am speaking directly into your left ear, and you do not notice. I should tell you these things in a perceivable form, but I imagine you would be very upset to find I have been living in your house. I remain in the shadows. That’s the name the flesh have given me. The Shadow Usul, they whisper. They are wrong, but I do not object. But this isn’t about me. This is about you.
Listen, Jhudora, do you really want to live your life like this? Stumbling through a hazy stupor and over hoards and hoards of useless junk? Sometimes, as I lurk in the back of your closet, your tacky, fake fingernails almost brush my fur as you reach for one of those identical gowns on your way to return to a dead-end life.
Do you know how many bugs live in your house, Jhudora? I do. I gave every one a name, and I tell them where to lay their eggs. So do not get on my bad side, because my fury is vast and dark and expressed in a smashed dresser in your pile of junk in the woods! You’ll never find it, though. You never go back there, not all the way.
I can’t find a pattern to anything in that stupid pile. Overturned smoothies, moth-eaten plushies. It’s a mess back here. Some places I can’t even go in because of the stench. I don’t even have a nose. How did you do that? You had one job! You somehow managed to screw it up!
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Part Seven - Clockwork It’s the last day of play. Finally, it’s day 28 and soon, oh, so very soon, we will be free. I’m not the only one feeling like this, I can tell. The Snow pen, nearest us, have the same feeling of ennui, they’re practically drowning in it. Also by lil_em06
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 To Succeed is to Fail: Chapter Four
Fear me not. o you appreciate the relevance the tiny phrase has throughout this story? Please say you do. However, if you really require everything in strict black and white: does Judy fear the zombies; does Melisma fear her employer; do you fear me?
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