Short Stories

	The Unstoppable It was only a matter of time before one of Sloth's henchmen walked through the door and attempted to remove his mask. by ayame_23
	NTY - A Story of an Unwanted Lupe I didn't think I was that bad of a pet, that my own master wouldn't even want me... I guess I must have been. by _tweek
	A Defender's Fear Invisibelle dodged to the left to avoid a kick from Judge Hog. by a_greenparrot
	The Whisper in the Attic I can't see her, of course- she's invisible. But over time I learned to search for the feeling of her presence, a deep imprint in a cushion, a horseshoe-shaped mark in a layer of dust. by sunbeams
	The "End" of Polly the Spotted Gelert "You can't hog the bench. Others need to use it. Now get yourself home!" He was growling now... by ballerinafaerie
	An Empty Cage A small Green Ogrin smiles hopefully... by greatmouseisi
	The Truth of Snowballs - Where Do They Come From? You are stuck talking to the Shoyru running the Ice Crystal Shop, trying to find out how his never-ending supply is made. by nucnad_eloop
	Cybunny Chronicles: Letters Have an absolutely wonderful birthday. Who knows? Maybe today will be the day you're adopted! by mckinleybooksfan
	Redemption: The Circle Closes "She was apparently blasted by the Snowager. That was two days ago, and she hasn't been conscious since." by mamasimios
	Never Mess with Superglue That was the problem with being a pup; everything was too large for her, which made it difficult to steal an extra cookie. Also by rachelindea by nummy_yummy_stuff
	True Neopia Why did everything have to change? by nativsis
	The Faeries and the Legend of Gadgadsbogen A legend that few have heard, and even fewer have spread through whispers. by dynamicr0ckstar

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"The 'End' of Polly the Spotted Gelert" by ballerinafaerie
"Yes, sir?" I asked politely. "You can't hog the bench. Others need to use it. Now get yourself home!" He was growling now, his voice low and menacing. I felt quite scared. I hopped off the bench and scurried down the street before he could realise that I had no home to go to. To be honest, I would have expected that to be obvious in the first place, what with my newspaper duvet and wooden bench mattress...

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Gadgads-battledoming: Fighting with Fruit
There has been interest shown in a Fruit-Only Battledome Tournament to be held during the second day of the Gadgadsbogen Festival.

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The Foolproof Guide to Getting the Interview
A beginner's guide to getting those tough interviews with noteworthy Neopians.

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A Mysterious Heir: Part Six
Syri closed her eyes and waited to be thrown in a cell for the second time today.

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Handed in for an English Homework: Part Two
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