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Mystery Island Party

Why codestones shake and paintbrushes hum!

by stunningful
Petpet Show-and-Tell

What an uncanny resemblance!

by sgerbwd
I didn't come to talk... I came to fight!!!

SNAP!

Also by mortalia_da_noite_11

by naama_mikeas

Captcha Woes

Sometimes being a blumaroo can be hard...or weird

by neopiantownsman
How to make: Chokato crepes

Now you can cook delicious crepes with some ingredients that you have surely have in your Safety Deposite Box :D

by neko_purrr
A Lesson on Ghosts

Whatever you give them goes right through 'em!

by fluffy91614
Wee-woo?

Still not sure how to pronounce Weewoo..

by draggi_pi2
This Is Snow Fun

Where'd you go?

Also by_interrupted_

by she_chose_love

To Please my Master part 1

The Swamp Ghoul is given a task...

by krabbox
Dice-a-WHO? #3

So have you adopted a Blumaroo pet yet?

Also by forever_be_us

by rayoceanweaver

Conspiracy Fire-ist

Normal faerie by day, ardent theorist by night.

by tellmock
Not For Everyone - Dramatic

I mean, how dramatic could a banjo be?

by asyanica
That's not exactly what I meant...

Taking Faerie Quest Fortune Cookies to a whole nother level...

by khanhm666
Petition against petitions

There is always something to complain about *complains*

by paperjeans
Takeout

When are we having dinner?

by ssjelitegirl
 
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"Winter's Wings" by cruthmac
It was a cold day in Neopia Central, or so Winter supposed. The shops were decorated with a thin dusting of snow that only grew larger as more flakes continued falling. The streets were crowded with warmly bundled up pets who chatted and laughed together as they did their holiday shopping. Having been a Snow Xweetok since the day she was created, Winter had never known what it was like to feel cold. Well, either that, or she was always cold and just didn't realize it. She liked her colouring fine, and it certainly came in handy considering that she lived on Terror Mountain. It did get a little frustrating, though, that her siblings could all rush off to have fun in warm places like Mystery Island and Moltara, while she had to stay home for fear of melting. Winter’s view of the falling snow was briefly obstructed by a pink and yellow blur as a Faerie Wocky zipped past overhead, arms full of brightly wrapped parcels. Winter couldn't help but stare enviously at his wings as he soared through the air. Yes, being Snow was fine, but she had always dreamed of being Faerie. It was a dream that would have to remain a dream for quite a while, though, as her owner simply couldn't afford such an expensive paintbrush. Still, she couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to dive into the Rainbow Pool and then fly out with her new wings shimmering in beautiful shades of teal and brown...




Other Stories


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The Haunted Cave - Retold by Oira
As you walk into room number 292 at the Cheap Hotel - you would see a Regal Oak Wood Bed and a baby Kougra tucked in it - reading a book.

by alvissofcaldia

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Winter's Wings
It was a cold day in Neopia Central, or so Winter supposed. The shops were decorated with a thin dusting of snow that only grew larger as more flakes continued falling.

by cruthmac

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Christmas in Moltara
This time of year, we are always presented with the traditional holiday images: snowmen, hot chocolate, roaring fireplaces and toasty chestnuts, carolers out in the snow, but sometimes, we forget that the holidays isn't all cold days, snowflakes, and getting bundled up until we resemble a small yeti everywhere.

Also by teukieteukie and cavrylin

by madiwoo


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Kauvara: The Untold Story
Kauvara is one of the most well respected potion masters in all of Neopia, which isn’t really surprising considering her skill in producing such amazing handmade potions. However, even with as many visitors as she gets a day, how many Neopians truly know Neopia’s most famous Kau?

Also by Iljanmw

by klutzygirl1


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The Magical Transporter:Part Seven
Everyone sat in a circle around judge Hog.

by hallie035

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Ballindalloch:Part Seven
Her dreams last night consisted of soccer, a thousand people thronging her backyard, cold lemonade and colder coffee, and Mr. Konishi. All the events of the previous day seemed to play over and over in Avery's head, as if they were a Neovision movie being rewound, fast-forwarded and rewound, and started over again.

by dewdropzz



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