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||Issue: 309 | 14th day of Gathering, Y9
|The Blumaroo Who Lost His Bounce"Don't mock my hobby. I love bouncing." The Starry Blumaroo grinned enthusiastically. "Better than...|
|To a New LifeShe knew that she could have been out of the adoption agency months ago. After all, who wouldn't want a Cybunny? But unfortunately, that was the main reason the agency couldn't find Mel a home...|
|Spilled PotionA ratty meowclops with a missing ear crept up and sniffed at the puddle, interested. Sophie looked down. "I wouldn't do that..."|
|Adventures of Hungry Skeith: Hunt for the CandychanCakes and ice creams sufficed just fine at the factory, but they lack that pepperminty goodness that I so crave...|
|Surviving Summer BreakOne Neopet's story about the beautiful and busy summer holidays.|
|KidnappedFaerieland really was a wonderful place, you know. That is, until somebody grabbed me from behind and everything blacked out...|
|It RainedThe distance between Drew and Andra's houses was not far, but the distance between the two Neopets had been growing slowly but surely every day...|
|The Treasure at the End"The job she advertises does strike me as dangerous... though of course, nothing that involves Masila is carefree..."|
|Outsider Within: Cap'n Barlow"Pirates are the great sea dogs, masters of the briny deep, rebels, fighters for freedom—definitely not tea drinkers..."|
|The Garden of IdeasI wasn't sure what he was talking about, but he had his 'Just wait and all will be revealed' expression on, so I didn't push further questions...|
|I Have HopeI was confused. Our owner had left us a note? Usually she sat at the table every morning with us...|
|Nothing ElseAll she had to do was turn around and go back to her nice, warm, bed- "So what do I do?" she whispered, shivering, to herself. "Turn back, or keep going?"|
|In the Faerie's GardenThe voice was soft, pleasant, and lacking in anything malevolent, but nonetheless, it made her skin crawl. There was just something eerie about being in a field, following an unknown voice...|
|How I Spent My Summer VacationHere in Altador there are plenty of jobs. So I figured that by starting now, I'd be able to find the right job before I was stuck in one I hated...|
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A buzz of excitement is in the air. Hordes of Neopians are walking toward the one, the only, Annual Chocolate Ball. Most are turned away at the door, for they have no invitation (granted only to the best of Neopia) in their paws, hands, or hooves. This reporter has managed to grab an invite from an innocent passerby (it was all in the name of journalism!), and is now standing inside the Chocolate factory...
|Why a Krawk?|
What exactly is it about Krawks that makes the owners of Neopia sigh with longing over them?
|I, Sloth, King of Meridell...: Part Two|
Sloth and I had been waiting in line for five hours, and we had just gotten to the front entrance. We were next. I looked up at my 'father', my heart hammering in my chest. What would happen if we failed? What if Skarl didn't like us?
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