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Week - 383

Juniper Sage #1
by crabcake123
Description: Researching some of Neopia's most fatal diseases.

Week - 387

Juniper Sage II
by crabcake123
Description: You'd really think they'd have one of those...

Week - 418

~Juniper Sage~
by crabcake123
Description: On the ultimate quest for a perfect school picture...

Week - 447

Blairnut Tea II
by crabcake123
Description: It's a completely unfair advantage.

Week - 615

The Royal Brightvalian Chamber Choir
by crabcake123
Description: Call time was 5:00, but you were expected to show up by 4:30, at the latest.

Week - 627

Adventures and Such at Camp Batterfly: Part One
by crabcake123
Description: Zita had refused to wake up at 6 AM on the first day of summer on principle. Now she was sorely regretting it. They were already twenty minutes behind schedule, and the blue Moehog hadn't even finished packing yet.

Week - 628

Adventures and Such at Camp Batterfly: Part Two
by crabcake123
Description: Thornberry and Lightmite sat them down and proceeded to talk about camp rules. Most of the campers had already heard this spiel before...

 
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Ogrin...
Some things in life are better left unseen.

by emmilou123

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Orlitz and the Geraptiku Scandal: Part Seven
With the smugglers a good way ahead of them, Iskeen—followed by Orlitz, Almos, Vin, and Sparta—raced up a trail...

by josephinefarine

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Off the Beaten Path - #2
The aluminium keeps the good thoughts in.

by sam23rog

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The Peach Tree
She set her pail down carefully on the rusted garden table. Perfumed mallows, lilacs, and white daffodils surrounded her, budding in neat rows...

by bookrabbit

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Snowflakes
Knock knock.

"Mrikuni?"

Silence. The words hung in the empty air like snowflakes on an updraft, echoing lightly down the halls.

by miharu_mizuneko




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