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	Anniversary - Part 14 You mean I have to wait until September to get the avatar?!? by caylista
	Eclectic Antics: Trading Places Don't worry, Hanso is currently fine. Slightly charred, but fine. by amarettoball
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	Normal is Boring A trip to the Tombola! by alexatina
	Book House By been a ghost, one should not worry of... by oscaryg5
	My Coconut Jubjub Natsukae How to deal with a Neopet brat! by lyra_blazingstar
	Sibling Antics This is why all of my neopets are hungry... by kackcheeka
	Slush: Meepit Addition Well that was unexpected. by _torchic__
	Fortune Faerie That's an odd request... by x0x_gina_x0x
	That's One Way to Do It! I was wondering where those items came from... by agentcpfan
	The Problem with Owning a Magma Neopet You've got to be very careful- it might as well burn your Neohome down. by dawgcpa
	Dad Knows Best #1 Dad meets wii's new friend by wiiwario112
	Dream Neopet Giveaway Part 2 Maybe a more general present would be better. Written by queenmelissa93 by sophieauditore
	Singing Out of Tune Don't be ashamed of your really bad singing. Maybe it can make someone's day! Art by _frostmourn by realidade
	A Canine Conundrum Something's wrong with Dave... by pirate_11
	A Pteri in a Phear Tree Twelve days of giving! by toasterwaffle

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"It's All in the Presentation" by 77thbigby
A roar of rage came from the Rainy Hollow Armoury. Lofty wrinkled his nose at the sound and entered the long building. To his very great surprise, a baby Skeith stood in the middle of the space, meaty hands clenched, green eyes glaring. Lofty approached the other baby, unsure of the stranger. Then, it came to him in an instant. Lofty knew who this was! “Brawnson!” Lofty exclaimed, thick blue fur bristling in shock. The baby Skeith turned to face Lofty. “Yes.” “How did this happen?” “Boochi happened. If I ever get my hands on that Bruce…” Brawnson’s words hung heavily in the air. Lofty barely managed not to shudder. “Thank Fyora Split Paint Brushes are cheap,” Brawnson muttered. “You’re not going to stay baby, then?” Lofty asked. Brawnson stared at the baby Yurble as if he never seen him before. Then, he snorted. “No, I’m not. Lofty, you know I’m the armourer of Rainy Hollow. How can I do that if I’m a baby?” Brawnson’s green eyes still shone with heat. “Have you tried?” Lofty flicked his cinnamon roll ears as he looked at his friend. “Why would I do that?” “Why not?”

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It's All in the Presentation
A roar of rage came from the Rainy Hollow Armoury. Lofty wrinkled his nose at the sound and entered the long building. To his very great surprise, a baby Skeith stood in the middle of the space, meaty hands clenched, green eyes glaring. Lofty approached the other baby, unsure of the stranger. Then, it came to him in an instant.

by 77thbigby

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The April Fool That Fooled Us All
My older (by only 1 day) and shorter ‘brother’, Harrund, a red Shoyru, and I were getting ready for our training when a female blue Aisha showed up, very unannounced, and seemed quite confused about being with us, too. “Who are you?” Harrund asked immediately.

by midnight_spell360

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A Tribute To The Ogrin
In this article, I want to bring the Ogrin out into the spotlight and hopefully raise some awareness about the species. Every Neopet deserves to be loved, and although the Ogrin does have devoted fans and doting owners, having a few more in Neopia wouldn`t hurt.

by aleu1986

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Character Creation and Development
Neopets serves as a great creative outlet for neopians far and wide. Here you can dress up, draw, code and write for your pets. The possibilities are endless. One major aspect of this creative outflow is character creation. We all love our pets to bits, but sometimes we get stumped on fleshing out a super rad character for them.

by vanillafilth

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Simeon's Song: Part Two
The terror-filled tension that hangs in the air seems to make the sun disappear and force the trees to lean in, smothering. The Gelert Assassin rotates his sword's hilt in his hand agitatedly – threateningly – but Ember still tries her best to remain calm. She doesn't look away from his shadowed honeycomb eyes.

by theschizophrenicpunk

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Within the Archives: The Dancing Curse: Part Two
Maybe, at first, Hark had little reason to be suspicious of what was happening. The Day of Giving ball had started, and he’d made his way to the ballroom, positive that Elleri, the Royal Blumaroo, would be there to intercept him and take over as she always did. But he was wrong, and she was gone.

by queen_potema

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