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"Cafeteria Food" by forestfleet
Chris burst through the door. "I've got a job!" he shouted.
Starry, the blue lupe, sipped tea while she sat behind the small green coffee table. "I suppose anyone can get a job these days."
Redwhisper, the red Scorchio, looked over from his stone chair. "Cool. What's the job?"
"Your Neoschool teacher, teaching Science."
"And now you lost me!"
"What?" Chris asked, shaking his head. "Back during the Fall of Faerieland I was making healing potions! Ones that weren't particularly potent, but I digress."
"Look," Starry said. "It has nothing to do with a lack of ability to make potions, to teach, et cetera- It's that you're saying it's at school. Our school."
Chris sat down on an orange, hovering Virtupets bed. Slowly, he nodded. "You're right. That'd be terrible."
"Thank you!" Starry sighed.
"But I am a terrible person. School starts in two weeks. See you then."
Starry bit her lower lip. The Scorchio shot a concerned glance at her, and she returned a nervous smile.
|How Luke Got his Groove Initially|
Well, you’ll never believe this, but the Buzz that you’re talking to now used to be just plain old yellow. And not just any yellow! Oh, no. I’m talkin’ about that nasty, putrid yellow that you see oozing off of a rancid can of Achyfi. This is a story, well, actually, my story, of how I became this beautiful snowy bug that you know today.<
|The Inventor's Craft|
"What? Nothing changed." Mira responded with a roll of her eyes.
"But don’t you see, it worked!" the young faerie beside her spoke with the same enthusiasm as the Neopet inventor. Her brown dress was quite plain for a faerie. Then again, Kreludor isn't a place to be one's fanciest attire on. Especially with the places that she and Mira had been visiting.
|Reselling: How to Make a Profit Off of Patience|
Whenever you ask a Neopian how they make their neopoints, they usually tell you that they restock, play games, fight in the Battledome, invest in the Stock Market, or a bit of everything. However, most people don’t know that there is another method of making neopoints that’s based on a good eye for value, a bit of elbow grease, and lots of patience. This practice is called reselling.
|New Goals for the New Year!|
A brand new year has begun, and it's time to start thinking ahead to things you would like to accomplish during your time here on Neopets. Perhaps you're someone who just checks in for dailies, or during school holiday breaks. Perhaps you're a student with plenty of time on their hands, or a dedicated Neo-holic who can't bear to spend a single day away from the site. Whichever category you fit into, there's no better time than now to create some account goals for the new year.
|Bottled Faeries Inc.: Part Four|
“Well,” I said, adjusting the brim of my sunhat to block out the harsh sunrays, “this was probably the worse thing that could have happened.” Soon after Marty and I had fled Jhuidah’s cooking pot, I had received a neomail. The small, enchanted yellow envelope had repeatedly jammed itself against my thigh until, grudgingly, I had plucked it from the air and opened it.
|Beneath the Haunted Woods: Part Six|
The entire chamber was consumed in pitch-black darkness. The air thick, cold as the ice caves. The only sounds were the distant echoes of water dripping onto the floor and the faint howling of the wind travelling through the many holes and tunnels scattered around the cavern.