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The Magic in Being Lost: Part One

She would not flee. She’d come too far to flee. She flattened both sets of ears to her head and grabbed the longer set, one in each paw. Her spine crawled. She squeezed her eyes shut as she mouthed a quiet mantra.

by drifbilim
 
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"Boom Goes the Dynamite" by erroro
Now Jane has probably gone a little too far from the line of sanity, but she was a good Mum. With her coffee bean eyes and messy reddish brown hair, she always looked like she had just hopped out of bed, usually with a pencil stuck in it somewhere... it’s kinda hard to tell, actually. At least I know I can always count on her. But I also know I can count on her to drop a bomb on me at the last minute. And on a regular day, I like bombs. Only the ones that actually explode though. “Lysandrias!” Jane exclaimed as I entered. “I just had the most amazing idea!” “And what does it have to do with me?” I asked, arching an eyebrow. Mum was practically shining. “We’re going to enter the Pet Spotlight!” “No!” I immediately cried out. Me? In a contest? No way. No way in all of Neopia was I going to enter THAT contest. It was even worse than the beauty contest; especially so because you couldn’t just harass people into voting for you! My mother could have just drawn a potato with ears, and the rest could be history! The problem was that the spotlight had special judges. I also had no idea where they lived, so my tactic would be useless. “The Pet Spotlight?” my younger sister Ramsily echoed, poking her head in from the living room. “That sounds like so much fun!” “For you,” I growled. “I don’t do contests.”




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