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Issue: 692 | 31st day of Swimming, Y17 |
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Packing for Picnics
Summertime in Neopia is a beautiful time of year to enjoy basking in the sun on the golden beaches of Mystery Island, floating on the clouds in Faerieland or cooling off on Terror Mountain. Of course, Neopets are going to need a nutritious and delicious lunch, so always pack a good meal. Here are a few ideas of easy to prepare meals to throw together for your picnic that will keep your pets energized and full!
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Super Secret Club: The Great Cookie Caper The Kacheek prances off, towards the kitchen, where Al knows the magic happens. Seconds later, a loud cry of horror interrupts the quiet hum of chatter in the quiet bakery. The Super Secret Club leap to their feet, racing to where the Breadmaster is standing in the doorway.“My famous cookie recipe! It’s …It’s gone!”
by xpninja |
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Memories and Wishes I stare up at the night sky.
Up on this hill, the whole of it is visible, and the stars shine down at me. It is such a shame that their luster is lost in the turmoil of the city. So I come here, where it is quiet.
The night sky stares at me.
A shooting star passes. I have not seen one of those in years. The last time was… oh yes, it was back then…
by katie_kitkabug |
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Architecture of Neopia: Terror Mountain Scholars of architecture must also understand that of all the lands in Neopia, the lands of Terror Mountain are some of the areas which have undergone the most dramatic architectural changes in recent years, such that modern day Terror Mountain appears almost unrecognisable from the original.
by arkwright |
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Destiny: Part One Gargantuan, guiltless, glistening.Silvery, spiky, shining. Nightmarish, nasty... knives. For as long as he could remember, Elmist had been troubled by them, no question about it.
by sampleneopian |
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Mother's Balloon: Part Eight Joyful sounds of laughter were carried in on the wind, but it was the wafting smell of a chocolate cake baking slowly in an oven that awakened Reyela's senses, and alerted her of the fact that the day had started without her.
by dewdropzz |
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