Short Stories

	Emergence “Sorry about the mess,” the pink Uni leading the way said. Common consensus was that her name was Rose, but almost no one bothered to ask her whether that was correct. “I keep telling them that we need better construction and supplies, but they haven’t done anything but install more cages since they built the transfers department – and that was years ago now.” by alioldman
	Confessions of King Skarl's Hair Stylist I take no responsibility for hurt feelings. Skarl, you dweeb. :) The truth is out. by redken9x9
	The Rise of Altador What may very well happen in the future of Neopia. Prepare yourselves. by kittenbags3
	An Unexpected Meeting Madeliynn was a simple, tender-hearted Blumaroo who lived alone in a small town outside Neopia Central. She had not seen much of the wider world Neopia, though she dreamt of it, for she was quite terrified of the wonders and terrors she might face alike. by pepper_imp
	The Wish Faerie A red Xweetok pushed her way through the crowds of people and the nasty ghosts at the Money Tree with a simple fur cape around her shoulders. She looked among the piles of junk to find anything of use to herself - Katalynina or her brother, a blue Acara named Shinoshin. by orisasda

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"Confessions of King Skarl's Hair Stylist" by redken9x9
I’ve been told that many people would – What? I can’t say that word? Fine. I’ve been told that many people would MURDER to have my job. I say – YOU CAN HAVE IT! My name is Marcel Picklesby. Like anyone else, I was foolish enough to think that working for royalty would land me in the spotlight and get me featured on the Neopian Times for my dazzling artwork and suave sense of style. Instead, I’m featured on the Neopian Times for completely different reasons. I’m here to clear up the confusion behind my departure from Meridell Castle and I want all of Neopia to know the truth. I came on board shortly after all the drama with Kass concluded. The hair stylist before me disappeared after a fatal encounter with Kiss the Mortog. Poor thing! I do believe the Mortog’s are responsible for more fatalities than Darigan and Snow Roller combined. It’s gotten so bad in fact that a new swamp is forming right on the borders of Meridell! What is that majestic green pond you ask? Why, it’s none other than a myriad of a Mortog guts and Avvie Collector tears! But I digress. Dear friends, the real reason I’m speaking to you today is for the sole purpose that you do not fall victim to the senseless mind control that Skarl is not only inflicting upon the inhabitants of Meridell, but on the whole of Neopia itself.

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Ten Items That ALMOST Exist
Viva la Pombrero!

by zehlua

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Character Re-Introductions: Topsi
This time I'm interviewing the Cybunny who’s been the host of the Festival of the Neggs for the past two years now: Topsi.

by pikachu315111

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Eye of the Crokabek: Part Three
The guards were clearly members of the Sway. Even if they hadn't been attired with coattails and fob watches, the Crokabek perched on the shoulder of one would've given them away.

by reiqua

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The Ghosts of Roo Island: Part Two
Five to midnight, and I was standing outside the hospital with a hulking big ladder under my arm. Not how I usually spent my Saturday nights, let me tell you.

by phoenix_through_fire

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Troubles Made of Chocolate
But... chocolate!

by liezelotte8

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Nothing Happened At ALL!
No one saw it, just walk it off.

by iluminescent

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