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"Super Secret Club: The Cup Card Calamity" by xpninja
In the garden of number forty eight, Rainbow Lane, Neopia Central, stands a tree house. But this is not just any treehouse. This treehouse is the headquarters of the Super Secret Club. It’s Super (of course) and Secret (naturally) and the Club risk their lives on difficult, dangerous missions, like retrieving the ball that fell into Mrs-Jenkins-Next-Door’s garden, and taming the wild Warf that somehow managed to crawl through the hedge. There’s no mission too big, no task too terrifying. They will work tirelessly to ensure that justice prevails in the garden. Until nap time, that is.
Late spring is a special time in Neopia Central. A time that creeps up ever so slowly, like a thief in the night. It begins with whisperings on playgrounds, streets, in parks and offices.
Out come the cards, hastily swapped beneath desks, and surreptitiously purchased beneath shop counters. Neovision re-runs slip into the schedule, mixed in with past interviews, highlights reels. Shops hold sales on last year’s merchandise.
And then, when it can’t wait any longer, Neopia explodes.
Posters are tacked on every wall. Bunting bearing the colours of eighteen teams is draped overhead. Stalls selling action figures, child-sized equipment, and colourful kits pop up on every street corner.P>
|Wayfarer Finds a Friend|
Wayfarer snorted softly as she was shaken out of sleep. "Come on, Wayfarer, I've got a surprise for you," whispered Faeraday urgently. The little blue Flowper petpet rubbed her eyes and squinted at the clock. She opened her eyes wider and stared. It was 2:42 am!
|Queen Fyora: The Faeriest of them All|
As Fyora Day looms closer, and pets around Neopia are struggling to think of ways to honour their Faerie Queen, Zladie sits with her Floating Tooth Faerie Doll, squabbling over how to best celebrate their violet monarch.
|The Sounds of Tyrannian|
Every spoken language uses a set of sounds. But the set of sounds are actually different for each language! Tyrannian is no exception. This article should give you a thorough grounding in the sounds you use to speak Tyrannian, in four simple lessons. So if you're ready, let's begin!
Fyora Day, contrary to popular belief, is not Fyora's birthday but rather an anniversary to her official coronation. Although literally a day honoring Queen Fyora, it is also symbolically a day of kindness where one takes a moment to learn from Fyora's character.
|The Moderately Evil Faerie: Part One|
Jhudora waited until the Kacheek was gone before looking down at the container in her hand. She smiled and let out an excited, childlike squeal of joy. It was white face powder straight from Shenkuu. She held it close to her heart as she hoped up from her throne and made her way to her bedroom.
|The Vine of Destiny: Book 1, The Apprentice Pirates: Part Three|
Meridell came into sight several days later, and the two crews gathered on the deck of the Black Pawkeet as they prepared to pull into port. “All right everyone, we’ll stay in port a day or two this time to rest and restock.” Garin told his friends, “Get whatever you can, whether we actually need it or not, and keep your eyes peeled for a girl who looks like she might want a fresh start.”