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Short Stories
 | Twice as Nice"He's already read this one," Cleo said, setting the small hardcover copy of Courgette Farming down on the table before plucking out the teabag from her mug. The Vandagyre inspected the satchel's tag for a moment before tossing it into the wastebasket.
by interstella |  | The Potion PredicamentWith a smile, Snazztacular the Purple Lupe poured Sloth Spaghetti onto the plate of yet another Grundo at the Virtupets Space Station. A gigantic line had formed outside Grundo's Cafe, every one of the clients eager for a delicious meal. Snazz was in fact doing volunteer work; the profits from the food sales were going to charity.
by _brainchild_ |  | The Pirate King Files: Amulet of the Twelve SandsThe Chia Police officer scribbled something in his notebook and glanced again at the glass display case. According to the museum curator, the thing inside had been stolen, and yet the glass showed no signs of breaking or tampering. Someone simply unlocked the box and removed the item.
by ezel68 |  | GrellanHowever, our story is about one of the very few Neopets who were not raised by a loving family; instead, he was born in the Case 15-A of Laboratory #8 and his homeland was the Virtupets Research Centre. Also by cherokee165
by mabi1234 |  | The Adventure in Krawk Island I can feel the soft golden sand on my back and the bright sun shining in my eyes. I awaken at a Island lying in the sand near the docks, I am here with nothing but a small bag of dubloons. I seem to be at alone right now trying to find a treasure of some sort and my father's seem to have disappeared leaving a note "I'll be back soon", yet the ship is still here, not in great condition but able to sail to other places.
by latizule |  | A Day in the Life of a WeewooThe blue Kacheek finished the last sentence of the letter, dipping the quill into the ink one more time to sign her name in a flourish. Next to her, Avis, a white Weewoo, dozed in a roomy bird cage, her head tucked under her wing.
by butterfly7672 |  | Timmett's TransformationThe auction house echoed with life, its high stone walls and wood floors reverberating with the sounds of arguing people. Auctioneers shouted over one another as lots rose in price and bidding times ran out.
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"Twice as Nice" by interstella
S "He's already read this one," Cleo said, setting the small hardcover copy of Courgette Farming down on the table before plucking out the teabag from her mug. The Vandagyre inspected the satchel's tag for a moment before tossing it into the wastebasket.
"Drat. I was hoping he hadn’t approached a read this dry," Jamie sighed with a wry smile. He picked up Courgette Farming and flipped it over to look over the back cover's synopsis. He waved the book at Cleo. "Any chance you're looking to start a hobby in gardening?"
Cleo shrugged and laughed, accepting the book that had already been rejected twice. "I'll save you the trip to the Money Tree and see if I can become Neopia's next major courgette farmer. Porter didn’t seem too enthused when he was going through this one."
Without a doubt, Porter always kept a few spare books in his rucksack whenever he was out and about, just in case he were to finish one. And when he was at home, a book would never be too far out of reach.
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 Are You a True Neopian?
In my opinion it is not your achievements that make you a Neopian but your mistakes and failures and how you learn from them. We can’t all be well known or fantastic at games or collecting avatars or in the Battledome. But we can all commiserate together when things go wrong. If you still keep coming back to this site despite all the disasters and upsets you truly can consider yourself a Neopian.
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 Adventures Aren't Just in Books: Part Three
But the young Elephante didn’t walk back to his mother’s side as he didn’t understand what all of the fuss was about. Until he cycled past the Pant Devil. The villain pushed Michael off the bike and took off with it, leaving the poor ‘pet crying on the floor.
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 Turning Pages: Part Four
“Danger?!” Genevieve grabbed Alberts by the collar, dangling him in midair. The Meepit struggled furiously, squirming silently in her grasp. Only when a Lupe wearing black spats—one of the few from the tour group that remained—grasped her arm did the tour guide fall to the ground. Also by parody_ham
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