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"A Knight at the Neopian History Museum" by pikapi20
A gentle, cooling breeze swept across the heart of Neopia Central as bustling crowds of shoppers tried to snatch a bargain on what was an unusually warm early Autumn afternoon. With bright sunshine filling the clear blue skies above, the turning of the season hadn't deterred any pet from enjoying the wonderful weather - or affected the ice cream sales from the Neopian Fresh Foods Shop. Indeed, Kau Kau Farm hadn't seen so many orders for frozen treats this late in the season before. As such, the wooden benches next to the Cheeseburger-shaped building all the way to the other side of the Money Tree were packed with happy customers enjoying their sweet snacks. Sat atop one of the many benches was Sir Jeran, Champion of Meridell. The dark blue Lupe seldom left his adopted kingdom and even rarely returned to the land of his birth. He had far too many responsibilities to even entertain the notion of having a holiday. When his younger sister, Lisha, insisted that he accompany her on an important quest to Neopia Central though he felt duty-bound to comply. The ice cream cones the duo were now enjoying were a just reward after a tense meeting with the Wizard that resided in the Marketplace. The Knight couldn't remember the last time he had had ice cream.
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