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Week - 684

About Faerie Quests
by amarettoball
Description: Sometimes receiving quests is a bit of an annoyance...

Week - 686

Unfortunate Events
by amarettoball
Description: Can you really 'steal' something that was free in the first place?

Week - 688

50 NP
by amarettoball
Description: What's with Neopians painting pet rocks into codestones?

 
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Great stories!


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Flutter: Part Two
With that, the orange Aisha led us out, just as more rain began to fall. She took us back to the Rainbow Pool where four young Lupes huddled under umbrellas. An orange Lupe gave a bark of greeting on seeing his packmates. This welcome warmed me and I wondered if I would ever get such a welcome from anyone just once in my life.

by 77thbigby

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Fast Food
No Neopoints? No Problem.

Also by xblinkx182x824x

by lostinthestereosound


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A Trip to the Tomb
It was a cold summer night, all the people on Mystery Island had gone to bed. There were but two people awake on the island, an old Nimmo keeping an eye on the Rock Pool, and the Island Mystic. Or so they thought.

by aprildewdrops

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The Adventures of Trina: The Awakening: Part Two
“It was not my fault!” he snarled. “If you had actually paid attention to what was goin’ on, it’s pretty obvious that I’m powerless in the crew. Why would they listen to a thing I, the ship’s gunner, have to say? And why would I waste my time pestering those arrogant buffoons who think height and treasure and rank are everything? I couldn’t do a thing!”

by ummagine3284

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The Melon Gem
It's a little bundle of green fur.

That's what I take to be the scenario, at first. Slowly, her head peeks up, and pink eyes gaze at me questioningly. Nubby black horns gleam a bit as she stands up in a wobbly way, and as my leg moves outward in sheer maternal instinct, she falls against my knee.

by raven_esque




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