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Week - 190
The White Meowclops: Part One
by auntfalcor | | Description: "Where did you get that?" Auryn asked. Since
he had been painted royal last month his owner Rubio and two brothers had found
themselves consistently short of Neopoints, meaning fewer visits to the Doughnutfruit
shop, less training at Techo Mountain, and omelettes every day for breakfast. |
| Week - 191
The White Meowclops: Part Two
by auntfalcor | | Description: Something about Patches just rubbed Auryn the wrong way, and Auryn
knew Patches thought the same thing about him... |
| Week - 192
The White Meowclops: Part Three
by auntfalcor | | Description: Wait… what had Patches just said? Auryn felt
his blood run cold, now fully aware of the fact that Patches was, after all,
a pirate, and pirates weren't exactly known for having honorable intentions... |
| Week - 193
The White Meowclops: Part Four
by auntfalcor | | Description: "I'm glad
you brought the Meowclops, the boss was getting impatient. It was careless for
you to let it escape in the first place..." |
| Week - 194
The White Meowclops: Part Five
by auntfalcor | | Description: Auryn had not returned to his house. There were
too many things that reminded him of his family, and plus it would be lonely
with just him there... |
| Week - 191
In Living Color
by auntfalcor | | Description: "He'll be perfect. We could use a servant to
help around the house." |
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A Homeword Catastrophe
by auntfalcor | | Description: A new look on an age-old excuse... |
| Week - 191
Crazed, Whatever That Means...
by humblely | | Description: Nobody wants to play with me :-( Also by auntfalcor |
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 The Gracklebug and the Grarrl
The heat was getting to Beth as the sun rose
higher and higher in the sky. It was soon noon, and the Grarrl's stomach begun
to growl. She shook her head and muttered 'gracklebugs' as she looked for them...
by shadowcristal |
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 Harquin's Day
Once outside, she splashed into the cool, sparkling
water only a few feet from their beachside Neohome, the sea breeze tousling
her green mane. She gazed out into the expanse of the ocean, wishing something
would happen. Something exciting...
by midnight_tango |
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