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Etta and the Old Timesake, Part 13

Wow, that sure is convenient! I can't wait to never explain it.

by shadowstrand
Was it supposed to do that?

a sticky...and slimy situation

by kieselcamper
Collaborative Confusion #2: Hotline Sloth

When that slothline bling

by 1337_masta
Just Cake #13

With time, comes change.

by flameshard
The Purrfect Cookie Household

Inside the Mind of a Lupe... one in particular!

by purrfect_cookie
Legends and... Letters? (Part 04 - Fountain Faerie)

A message for the Fountain Faerie

by _annefrank_
Jhudora's Bad Day

What a horrible day in Faerieland...

by paperbackstab
I'm not a real Grarrl

Does Clarence Chichester Coggeshale even know what a Gelert is?

by simbologies
Chaos Causers: Shopping Troubles

Those poor employees who have to dispose of each item every 20-40 minutes or so.

by huntercn
Balthazar's Secret

The truth about Extreme Herder

by dianalovee
The Misadventures of Lenny - Snow Problem

sNOw problem

by mandypandy667
Round Table Poker Champion!

Why else he would have so many coins?

by neopieceluffy
 
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"Steel- The Greatest Chef in the World!...Almost" by rkbear
“This is the best dish I have ever tasted ever!” Mumbo Pango raved, waving the rest of Steel’s sandwich in the air. “I have never been so satisfied, I will release the Flotsam Chef and only eat once a week from now on. You have pleased me! Now-Wake up, Steel! It is time for breakfast! Mom made omelettes!” “Huh?” --- “Oh, it was just a dream…”Steel blinked in the bright sunlight. He found himself in his own purple bed in his own purple room, with his Barlow sleeping on his chest. He could hear his younger siblings talking and chatting excitedly downstairs. One of them was calling his name. “Steel! Come on! You know mom won’t let us eat till we are all at the table!” His sister Jungle called his name again. Jungle may have been the smallest of all of them, but she had the biggest appetite. “I’m coming,” the darigan poogle called back pushing Bon Appétit off his chest. He dressed quickly and rushed down the stairs with his Petpet running after him. “Come on!” She insisted. She was waiting for him at the doorway to the kitchen. “What took you so long?”




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An Off Morning
Larry woke up early Tuesday morning. Something was off, but he couldn't quite place it.

by arqien

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Steel- The Greatest Chef in the World!...Almost
A little poogle's dreams come true...well almost

by rkbear

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Dueling Decks: Dueling Your Way To A Trophy
Are you a fan of trading card games and using your wits to outplay a forest-dwelling Mynci? Dueling Decks is the game for you!

by mystify

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15 Overlooked Petpets
I'm not here to bash Kadoaties, Snowbunnies, Warfs or Meepits (especially Meepits). They all have legitimate reasons to be popular! But there are hundreds of Petpet species all over Neopia that need homes, and spreading the word of their existence can help these lesser-known critters.

by applepowder

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The River that Flows Eternal
Morning came with little fanfare. Evett and Rikti woke and stood slowly, squinting in the light. The rainclouds were gone, leaving only a muggy scent on the air. Today was a warm day, sure to get warmer.

by movie138music

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Harker's Story
The problem – one of them, at least – with owning the single copy of a rare, priceless, personal and dangerous item – was that Harker couldn’t tell anyone.

by tanikagillam



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