"My LAST Shopping Trip to Neopia Central" by dave_ofwales The wagon stopped abruptly, and who should open the door but some fool in a blue costume. Called himself the Pant Devil! Of course, I was in no position to challenge his integrity, and he demanded the item I held in mental contemplation. Now the simpler sort of folk would do as he asked, but being educated I knew how to solve this...
The Wise Whoot: Blaze's Lesson Blaze looked down. The Wise Whoot had been trying to teach his new apprentice how to summon motes on command, but Blaze was struggling.
Gathows: Neopia's Forgotten Treasure We all have a characteristic star shaped marking on our foreheads, which makes us easily identifiable. This marking isn't just for looks; it serves a purpose.
Taking Care of Us: Part Three She drank cocoa and the Snowager sipped coffee. It all came from the same stained pot. But it didn't matter. It was a dream.
A Quest for Faerieland: The Trilogy - Part Three "The Sand Blade is the color of sand, so it's going to blend in very nicely with the dunes. We may never find it," Cellestia told them worriedly.