Short Stories

	Conkerberries on the Horizon Firecrafter was woken by a bright flash, seen from behind his closed eyelids... by rest_in_boredom
	We Won't Know Unless We Try His brother looked at him with empathy. "Well, what do you want to do about it?" by dipper70
	Forever Blue Everything was blue: the ocean, the sky, some days I even fancied the sun had turned blue. Frowning, I turned my back on my ship... by concertogreat_8
	Discarded "But Sam is really mean, and so protective! If I go with him, he'll call me an imbecile again, and then he won't let me do ANYTHING..." by bibliomaniac
	Twilight: A Faerie's Fall Like her playmates, she was, of course, without an element, and without any magic to command. That was why, in the gentle warmth of the late summer evening, Lumina was being kept safely indoors... by rainbow_daydreamer
	The Not-So-Fake Friendship Today is the day I take revenge on someone I never met, and never wanted to take revenge on... by rotty_paws
	Teaching Misery "Today is Grey Day." The Eyrie gave a disdainful snort and sighed. "So you're ruining the festive atmosphere..." by scarletspindle
	Learning to Accept Yes, indeed, Lil and Shirly used to be one of Neopia's wealthy, high up on the society ladder with the avatar collectors, the Battledomers, and the restockers... by liz4rd
	His Side of the Story: Beginning Frank went off to the docking bay to get his escape ship prepared... by silent_snow
	Nameless Hope Smoke rose from the chimney of the Soup Kitchen. The faerie stared at it... by jael_catherine
	Dreams of Flying Well, it wasn't so much being a Draik. It was true, he liked his midnight blue scales spangled with golden stars, and being able to light the candles on his birthday cake... by dianacat777
	The Paint Brush Misconception: Have a Great Grey! "Just go, Spectra. You cannot understand my sorrow! I must suffer alone!" Also by chivo by anjie
	Wonderful Sadness Enough for what? That was what the Acara was dying to find out. She was hoping that it would be a paint brush... by shadow_sabre_

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A Happy Neobuddy

Now I look back and ask myself, how many times have I, selfishly, asked for McGee's help? And how many times was he not there when I needed him? The answer to the first question is "many," and to the second is "none." I feel ashamed of exploiting my poor red eyed friend; how cruel I am. But don't worry; if you do the same, it is never too late to correct this awful habit. Try to do things by yourself more. I know that now that you have your buddy, it becomes natural for you to ask him...

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