Short Stories

	A Typical Day In The Life Of An Enslaved Grundo "T'KAR!!! I DO NOT PAY YOU TO LAZE AROUND!! REPORT TO THE BRIDGE – WITH MY SLIPPERS – IMMEDIATELY!!" by greyskyline
	Grundos, Rocks, and Other Things He was loaded into the orange Grundo's slingshot, and suddenly found himself airborne. If he had had eyes, he would have closed them, very tightly. by crazy_holly_ii
	Long Nights So with nowhere else to turn... I worked for Dr. Sloth. And sometimes... things just went wrong. by child_dragon
	The Ruby Chest "I'm leaving today, Tunqar, with the crew. We're gonna explore Neopia. I've been looking forward to it for months, but now..." by fluorescency
	Space When you walk into your younger sibling's room and find it replaced by something called "Mission Control", the only rational explanation is that you're still dreaming. by randomsilliness
	Worth a Thousand Words She had no name. Nobody outside a cage spoke to her except Dr. Death and Rose. by kittengriffin
	Biography of a Villain: Dr. Frank Sloth The line between villain and hero has never been so thin. by thropp
	A Cracked Bottle of Sand No one would want to pick a plain old thing like me. No one cared for what I once held, or what I used to be. by fluffylopbunny
	The Magical Faellie "I'm trying to create a potion for the 'make your own potion' contest. It has to be original, and I'm not allowed to look at any spell or magical potion books..." by luna4400

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"Worth a Thousand Words" by kittengriffin
Dr. Death nodded absently. "She's worth a thousand words."

"Not Neopoints?" The Grundo reached a finger through his cage, tapping the sign on his door. "Everyone else is up for those."

"We get enough of those," Dr. Death said, turning to the cages on the other side of the aisle...

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