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The Mystery of the Missing Picnic

It all started on a warm, breezy day in Meridell.

by mango_mango101
Wishing

Don't get bored of your pets. They shouldn't have Neopoint value - only value in your heart.

by foreverh0mes
Shea's Nightmare

The purple Shoyru's face was halfway under her covers. "And-an' then what happens if... If the Shadow Usul... catches you?" she squeaked.

by boscoemax
Titanuis and the Invisible Pyramid

Titanuis had spent the rest of the day in his bedroom reading and looking at maps. There were stories about an invisible pyramid that was only visible the moment when the sun rose and set...

by vendince
Academics and Dust

The library had been arranged according to the Dewey Decimal System, but no longer adhered to those rules and regulations...

by fuzzymonkey31
Upon Spiralling Mountains

It is said, that a long time ago, when Shenkuu was a small village...

by sylviau
The Piece to a Larger Puzzle

The sun was beating down overhead, and my owner was just lying there by the river, her feet dug into the sand as the desert's sun beat down overhead. My owner always had these bright ideas of adventures.

by deajea
An Odd Campaign

What would be next? "Preserve the zucchini?"

by fluffywoy
A Measure of Trust

Hanso first met Brynn when he was still at the beginning of his... illustrious career.

by crovv
Your Slimy Admirer

Sometimes friendship comes in small and slimy (and unexpected) packages.

by proudpony
Stone Faeries, and Other Annoying Things

"Nothing," I replied. "I just wanted to say thank you for helping me save Neopia."

by 7splat52
 
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"A Measure of Trust" by crovv
Hanso noticed she was wearing a Junior Guard's uniform, only a green and white shirt, without the sun design. "Ah," Hanso thought. "A greenhorn." It was unmistakable, the air of a new Guardsman (or Guardswoman... or Guardsgirl, in this Kougra's case, because she was barely old enough to be trusted with anything sharper than a butter knife.) He grinned suddenly, his eyes falling on the small money purse on her belt. Well...




Other Stories


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The Festive Season – Gift-giving for the Discerning
I mean, I could easily have grabbed them a candy cane each and been done with it, but no – this year, I thought, I ought to put some effort in.

by _misspiggy

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Maximizing your Habitarium's Success
The Habitarium is as fun as it is addictive. However before you start hatching and raising your little P3s, it's good to know what you're getting yourself into.

by makeuptorment

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Flowlight: Sun - Echoes of Pride: Part Four
The Witch of the Swamp glared at the world outside in general. "Who are you? Never mind that, why are you here? This had better be something urgent."

by antiaircraft_3

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The Cursed Mirror: Part Two
"Are you Tessa Blackwood?" the Grarrl said in an aggressive tone. He seemed to be unhappy with her, refusing to smile...

by standingdown

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Kiochi-Backgrounds
The problem with backgrounds...

by chibino

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To Epic; No Name
"Oh, that's just awful..."

by woofenbark



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