Poetry

	I Love Usukicon Every year is the great Usukicon by surging
	Usuki Everything and Anything, A to Z! Usukis can be found all over the world. They’re fun toys for Neopian boys and girls. Collab with greenj12356 by dancerchickemily
	How the Quiguki Came to Be Elysa always knew what she wanted to be She dreamed of becoming a pretty Usuki! by ayakae
	An Usukicon Essential Usukicon is here, everyone's favourite event! by precious_katuch14
	USUKICON X NEO YORK Once every year during the Month of Hiding, There’s a joyous gathering, such a wondrous sighting! by one_headlight
	Usukis for Every Season Collecting Usukis is for good reason by tatyanne
	Usukicon Poetry Compilation Usuki poems galore! by _brainchild_
	Usukis and Quigukis As Usukicon once again draws near by bittersweet52
	Neopia’s Favorite Toy: The Usuki When it comes to icons, there is one special toy, The Usuki has been known to bring Neopia joy. by gali184
	A Shoyruki Collector Oft overlooked, the strange Shoyruki doll by mooseydoom101
	Usukicon An Usuki girl in an Usuki World by agedbeauty
	Her First Usukicon "Too ugly, too blue, too happy, too magic," the little girl's yells were sounding so tragic. "Too frilly, too sparkly, and this one's too old!" For such a young Usul, she was surprisingly bold. by icesmith
	Give Them A Chance In the corner of Usukiland, you might find buried within the pile of stuff: A different one called a Reject. by 777___

Search the Neopian Times

Headlines

"From One Usuki Fan to Another" by xakemii
Stella hopped from paw to paw as she waited impatiently outside the Usukiland shop. She, like so many hardcore Usuki fans, had been camped out all night waiting for it to open. It was, after all, a very special day. It was finally Usukicon! And while Stella would spend the whole day trekking around Neopia and taking part in the various Usukicon events, she always started her favourite day of the year in the same way: at the Usukiland shop battling it out in order to try and purchase all the newest Usuki goodies. It was, truthfully, quite a stressful experience—clambouring over Acaras and Jetsams alike in a desperate attempt to secure the most prized and limited items. One year, she had even been clipped by a Grarrl’s toenail as the Grarrl, feet clad only in flimsy sandals, had tripped over Stella’s paw. She couldn’t complain too much, though. Just the year before, she had been pushing about in the frantic crowd and gotten the better part of a Usul’s tail in her mouth. She wasn’t sure who had been more mortified when she had promptly gagged and slobbered all over it—her or the Usul. Still, there was something about the whole ordeal that Stella loved. She loved being surrounded by all fellow fans in the queue, all forgoing a good night’s rest in order to try and be one of the very first to enter the store. She loved rushing through the store doors when the apprehensive storekeeper, a usually cheery Blumaroo, opened the doors.

Submit your stories, articles, and comics using the new submission form.