Short Stories
 | And Winter Thaws Us All She knows what he is, she just can't remember. Tall, black furred creature with a streak of white fur that runs down his back. She tries to remember. Are they one of the good pets? Or are they the ones she was warned off - like the ones who destroyed her home, with big, gnashing jaws that tore wings apart -- she doesn't want to think about it. He doesn't look like one of them, anyway.
"Don't worry, I'll keep you safe," he says, gently wiggling his fingers.
by phoenix_through_fire |  | That's a WrapA light snow fell. Dusk was falling and the bright lights from the shops let off a pleasant glow. Neopets bustled along well-worn paths. Neopia Central was busier than ever. The Month of Giving had begun.
by 77thbigby |  | I’ve Had A Very Merry ChristmasI don’t think I have ever received so many gifts. I must have been a really good Draik! I was gifted several amazing wearables. Shirts, socks, gloves, pajamas, and even a hat, just to name a few! There were even different accessories to go with them. I’m such a lucky pet. I’ve had a very Merry Christmas. Also by djleclair
by blackroseofwisdom |  | The Most Significant Gifts We Never GiveWith your eyes half shut it looks like stars, flames in a forest sky, scintillating like candles warm in a window. Some are close to one another, nearly overlapping, while some are father apart, forming neat rows that are never perfect, but almost; horizontal and vertical. They form many constellations, if you look hard enough.
by dewdropzz |  | Christmas Special: A Fresh BaguetteThis short story was inspired by a particular petpet, can you guess which one it is before you finish the tale?
by vanquishee |  | The Greatest Gift In the Season of Giving, a disheartened Wocky receives the best gift she could have ever asked for.
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"He's just tired. It's been a long day for him. We went out shopping today, didn't we Spence?" you overhear a pastel Aisha lady saying to some other pets, in reference, you think, to the child who cries in her arms. The baby, a Chia, is one of the few Younger-Than-Yous at the party. Though considerably younger, you can tell he's feeling exactly the same as you are. His parents are talking and he has no choice but to hang there, trapped until the end of the evening. You give him an understanding smile.
And the strangest thing happens. The baby stops wailing, and smiles back.
"Oho, look at you!" his mother laughs in surprise as her child breaks into a spell of delighted giggles. "All cheered up just like that! That's funny, he doesn't usually stop crying so easily," you hear her say to the Neopian beside her. "Maybe he's getting to that mood swing age."
She doesn't notice you on the chair behind her, but you don't mind. You made a baby smile! You don't need any further thanks than that.
To be honest, it's lifted your spirits a bit. Little you, in a chair against the wall — you don't know anybody and nobody knows you. Yet little you, of little significance, with the little influence you have in this place, were still able to make a baby smile. Just the thought of it is enough to warm your heart like the red flame kindling in the fireplace, and heating the whole room.
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 The Holly and the Ivy
A powerful smell, acrid and rich, filled Nan’s sinuses. She sneezed—and her eyes flew open.
The world around her was bright and unfocused, but pungent aromas filled the air and something crackled and popped nearby. And she was warm, positively hot, wrapped in an enormous fur blanket.
The blanket removed a pawful of leaves from under Nan’s nose. “Ah, there you are,” it said in a deep, husky voice.
by cosmicfire918 |
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 One Way Out
Akali the white Lupe straightened up and dusted the light coating of white snow dust that gathered on his dingy coat. It gathered on just about everything here, and Merida was used to it. What she wasn’t used to was the idea that this enigmatic stranger had a compass in his possession that, when followed, could take her directly to her long-lost brother.
by the_wingless_unknown |
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 Snowed In
I guess there's always tomorrow...
Also by spurstrap
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