"My LAST Shopping Trip to Neopia Central" by dave_ofwales The wagon stopped abruptly, and who should open the door but some fool in a blue costume. Called himself the Pant Devil! Of course, I was in no position to challenge his integrity, and he demanded the item I held in mental contemplation. Now the simpler sort of folk would do as he asked, but being educated I knew how to solve this...
Cold as Snow He regarded the short pink Xweetok in front of him. For a minute it seemed like he wasn't going to answer her at all, but then he spoke in an icy tone.
Wanna Be Funny? You have probably been submitting funny captions for a while, but have never been chosen. That, my friend, is the reason that fate brought you here today to read this article.
Gathows: Neopia's Forgotten Treasure We all have a characteristic star shaped marking on our foreheads, which makes us easily identifiable. This marking isn't just for looks; it serves a purpose.
Taking Care of Us: Part Three She drank cocoa and the Snowager sipped coffee. It all came from the same stained pot. But it didn't matter. It was a dream.