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	The Adventures of Trina: The Glass Key: Part Twelve Aardo shook his head with sorrow. “Afraid not. Something went very wrong. You see, when you’re with us, battles just simply aren’t ‘won.’ There are always losses…” “But is Trina okay?” Pat asked anxiously. by ummagine3284
	Eye of the Crokabek: Part Six Mayor Dilbert stood proud and tall between Doug and Bob, the two brutes. He looked about as dignified as it is possible to look while being held captive by a pair of hulking Skeiths. by reiqua
	Janet and Jane: The Case of the Rough Waters: Part Four “Ugh, it stinks down here,” Kell complained as we went through the bilge of the ship on the way to the hold. by chasing_stars44
	Sakhmet Stories - The Witch And The Thief: Part Three "We're lost Sethos." Nephthysma sighed, as she stopped mid-tracks and surveyed the surroundings. They were surrounded by a blanketing sense of nothingness. Nothingness and sand, and then more nothingness. by iamnotaaron
	Reign of Ice: Part Two Brendon groaned. He had just been dragged into the middle of the one desert in Neopia that happens to be experiencing a blizzard as part of his sister’s daily rituals, and now he had to save the world? This was not his day. by neolikepets

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"A Beautiful Blumaroo and her Mystical Treasure" by _brainchild_
"Good morning, young Neopet," Naia the Fountain Faerie greeted Tivlia the Blumaroo. "Have you found the item I asked for?" "Certainly!" replied Tiv. "One Gypmu!" She placed the petpet in the palm of the faerie's hand. "I hope it doesn't bite." "It won't," stated Naia. "Gypmus are very timid." She set the petpet aside. "May I please have my reward?" asked Tiv. "Sure," answered Naia. "Which color would you like?" "Maraquan," Tiv smiled eagerly. "Of course." Tiv stepped into the fountain and grinned as the wondrous waters swirled around her. Rainbows danced across her skin as it changed color. However, something wasn't quite right. When the process was over, Tiv was horrified to find that she had been painted Maractite, not Maraquan. "What gives?" Tiv blurted out. "I asked for Maraquan!" "Maraquan?" replied the astonished faerie. "I'm so sorry! I thought you said Maractite, not Maraquan!" "Could you please repaint me?" requested Tiv nervously. "I would, but the magic has run out!" frowned the faerie. She thought for a few seconds, then added, "Raincheck. Please come back tomorrow when the magic has been replenished, and I'll repaint you. I'm so sorry about this!" "Okay," replied Tiv. She left, somewhat disappointed. However, the problem wasn't devastating to her because she knew it could be fixed the following day. The next day, Tiv returned to the fountain excitedly. "Good morning, Tiv," the faerie greeted her.

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Apollo was pounded for being a superfluous substance. His owner loved him very much, but LOVE was no bold enumeration on his birth certification. LOVE was not placed below AGE above FISHING SKILL; it only dependently existed, LOVE, a quantity slathered on the discriminating peripheral.

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A Beautiful Blumaroo and her Mystical Treasure
Tiv stepped into the fountain and grinned as the wondrous waters swirled around her. Rainbows danced across her skin as it changed color. However, something wasn't quite right. When the process was over, Tiv was horrified to find that she had been painted Maractite, not Maraquan.

by _brainchild_

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