|There are ants in my Lucky Green Boots
||Issue: 212 | 14th day of Collecting, Y7
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"Selina and the Rainbow" by moelucyme77
Still sleepy, she stretched, yawned, and with a jolt, realized what today was. Today was the day she turned fifteen, but that was not any regular birthday for a faerie. The day a young faerie aged fifteen years was the day she was accepted into adult faerie society...
|The New Family Member|
this is the life. Rolling around in the front yard with your Neopet, letting her
fuss over you, feed you, paint you a fancy color, love you…what more could a Faerie
Doglefox ask for?
|The Grey Faerie: Before the Darkness|
As you walk through Faerieland, you see a figure lurking
in a dark alley and masked by shadows, sobbing. Her shoulders shudder with every
breath. You step closer, only to find her running...
|Toybox Escape Guide|
Dr. Sloth thought they were useless, and threw them into the toybox. These little
neopets burn, jump, dig, climb, make ramps, and push their way out for freedom.
Careful, they don’t have long, or they’re toast!
|Getting Back to Basics|
I wondered how these pets survived with just enough
to eat when my pets could barely go on for a day without their Red Long Hair
Brushes. I thought it over and came to a conclusion: Why couldn’t we survive
like wild pets do? It couldn’t be that hard...
|Trapped Within a Dream: Part Five|
So it turned out that the bright, celadon green-carpeted
waiting room, Hally realized with a lump in her throat, was truly the most aesthetic
part of the Pound. It didn't get any better for the eyes, or the soul...
|A Hand to Guide You: Part Three|
through the purplish-blackness, I was again grabbed by the hands and whisked
away, this time through a small rip in the fabric of time. I landed with a thud
on a green, grassy hill, tumbling head over heels down the rolling slope...