Short Stories

	Brain Tree’s origin. The questions of this enigmatic tree have been answered by many neopians but…how did it turn into a brain tree? Here’s the story: by jacquelineramrez
	Fright Show (For the Halloween issue) It's a cold October evening. The leaves are falling in front of you. You're walking the same path you've traveled before except something is different. by wickedsadgirl
	The Spirit of the Haunted Woods “I promise you that there is no need to worry about our new guest here, Lugus. He should pose no concern to the court nor the king nor any and all the people of Altador, I can assure you!” by breadlad
	Nothing is Scarier than a Halloween Brat It was Halloween night, and Walda the Baby Kacheek was sitting at home with a glum expression on her face. While her friends were out trick-or-treating, she was being punished for misbehavior which may or may not have included a chocolate-induced sugar rush. “Grounded on Halloween!” she exclaimed to herself. “This stinks!” by _brainchild_
	Have an Ice Halloween! It was Halloween on Terror Mountain. Well, it was Halloween everywhere, of course, but the point is, our story begins on Terror Mountain. Snow-covered jack-o-lanterns were displayed outside each house, and all the trick-or-treaters were trying to figure out how to make their costumes look good over warm coats and hats. by cruthmac

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"Nothing is Scarier than a Halloween Brat" by _brainchild_
It was Halloween night, and Walda the Baby Kacheek was sitting at home with a glum expression on her face. While her friends were out trick-or-treating, she was being punished for misbehavior which may or may not have included a chocolate-induced sugar rush. “Grounded on Halloween!” she exclaimed to herself. “This stinks!” While her older siblings went to a Halloween party, Walda had been left in the care of her cousin Anjetta, who didn’t care for spooky gatherings or Halloween in general. Bored, Walda went into the living room, where she picked up her crayons and her coloring book. She was scribbling orange over a pumpkin when she heard a snore. Anjetta had fallen asleep on the couch. With a mischievous smile, Walda had an idea. If Anjetta was not watching Walda, then the latter could go anywhere she wanted, and no one would find out, as long as she got back before her sisters got home. Walda gleefully put on her faerie costume and pranced out the door. She found her friends walking along the sidewalk, pillowcases containing candy in hand. “Hey!” she exclaimed. “I’m here!” “Weren’t you grounded?” one of her friends asked. Walda paused. “You said you were grounded,” another pointed out. “Did you sneak out?” “Maybe...” “Go home. Your family is probably worried about you. Don’t worry---we’ll save you some chocolate.”

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Who Rules the Haunted Woods?
The Haunted Woods encompass an absolutely massive swath of land in southern Neopia. From the Werelupe Woods to the halls of Castle Nox, most of the Haunted Woods is ruled by local Lords, Ladies, and other kinds of nobility who govern their own patches of land. While the Haunted Woods has no formally declared ruler, is there someone who stands out above the rest as a de facto leader? I’ll be evaluating the arguments for and against the leadership of a number of powerful Neopians who call the Haunted Woods their home.

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Tor & Roberta's Halloween Misadventure
It was a crisp and chilly day in Neopia. The sounds of crackling leaves, hissing Meowclops, and the smell of hot Borovan was around every corner. It was the morning of Halloween.

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Petpetpet Wars:Part Three
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