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Issue: 709 | 4th day of Celebrating, Y17 |
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Short Stories
 | Pay It ForwardUsually our days involved little more than a tour around Neopia, visiting the tombola and taking a chance at the Poogle races. But every so often we struck out on an adventure, something unusual or exciting… Our biggest adventure started out like an ordinary day – at the giant omelette, scrounging for a spot of breakfast.
by purpledaisychain |  | Don't Be Such a Baby!As I watched my sister brush a stray strand of jade coloured fur away from her eyes, I wondered why she would have been abandoned. Prior to being Royal, she had been a simple Red Kacheek, but the nature of Royalty came to her with ease. She was kind and courteous, and nothing short of graceful.
by dayoflove |  | Inside the BottleAethia bounced around in her bottle, having been shrunk down to a little over the size of an apple. It was difficult to see out of the green tinted glass, but she watched her bottle being placed on a shelf next to bottles similar to hers. A small white sticker was then placed on the glass, over most of her field of vision. Aethia struggled to make out the letters – 100 neopoints.
by frenchleijon |  | SeparationTrouble. Habib wished that they were facing Trouble, the blue Babyca, now. Unfortunately, trouble in this case was three dark faeries. Not one. Not two. Three!
by 77thbigby |  | Living With WugglesThis goes out to my dear FireLilyWuggles, who I adore even in all of her insanity.
by chadley_the_ukulele |  | Spacerocked! ExposedAll voices ceased when a looming figure entered the room, door slamming shut behind them. With a flourish of his dark cape, Dr. Sloth strode to the front of the room with a grace afforded by the grandiosity of his evil. Or so he chose to perpetuate.
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"Inside the Bottle" by frenchleijon
"Here you go kid – I guess you earned it.” Rough hands reached into the large blue bag and grabbed the earth faerie’s bottle and a codestone. Both were immediately placed into another set of hands.
“Oh boy, theses will sell fantastically! Wait until I get home to show mom!” the young Kougra exclaimed, and took off towards his home. Aethia bounced around in her bottle, having been shrunk down to a little over the size of an apple. It was difficult to see out of the green tinted glass, but she watched her bottle being placed on a shelf next to bottles similar to hers. A small white sticker was then placed on the glass, over most of her field of vision. Aethia struggled to make out the letters – 100 neopoints.
Aethia never meant to get caught up in this mess. She didn’t even really remember how it happened. She remembered running off to play in the forest, wanting to pick flowers to bring home to her friends. Natalie, a water faerie, never got out much to really enjoy the forest. Aethia would trade her flowers for coral, which she made all sorts of cool decorations out of. It happened before she realized it, but suddenly Balthazar had her corked up tightly in a bottle.
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 20 Things To Do this Month of Celebrating
The Month of Celebrating approaches and with it comes a warm (or cold!) atmosphere between fellow Neopians, followed by several activities of merrymaking and gift-giving. There are just so many things to do all month long, so I've decided to create a list to help you and your friends make the absolute most out of this merry month. You can choose to do one activity per day, do everything in one go, or do everything again and again every day!
by milestrong |
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 The Silver Lining: Part Two
She stalked back and forth, wishing she could punch something. She had entered the Beauty Contest countless times. She had advertised as much as she could, she had talked with voters. And Thunder, who had never entered the Beauty Contest before in his life, who had never shown even the most basic interest in beauty or fashion, had beaten her.
by goodsigns |
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 The Amulet's Curse: Part Five
Aethia led them down many flights of stairs, winding their way past countless rooms, the temperature around them gradually dropping. Eventually, they went down their last staircase to find themselves in a large room. It was cold inside, the room was created completely out of grey stone. The walls extended to a high ceiling with only two small windows. “The dungeons.” Aethia explained.
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