|Reporting live from Neopia
||Issue: 600 | 21st day of Relaxing, Y15
|A Study in WhiteA mysterious event has befallen Neovia, and Neovia’s #1 detective Sherbolt Haven is on the case!|
|600 WaysMollykins twitched her tail back and forth, waiting for the timer to buzz. It was the first time she and Yanli had made cookies by themselves, and she couldn't wait to see how they had turned out.|
|Meepit Oaks Sanatorium: Patient 600When I first received a neomail saying that I was needed at Meepit Oaks Sanitorium for a consultation with a particular mental patient, I had a near panic attack...|
|Baking à la Disaster!"E-excuse me? H-how many cakes did you say you needed?"|
|Better TimesI coughed. "Is this about the thing with the turnips? Because I told you that was an accident."|
|The Gelert and the AishaOnce upon a time in a land far, far away, it was a dark and stormy night. The local tavern was crowded.|
|Symphonically CleanKnock knock knock. "Oh, I'm coming," she grumbled, pushing herself up from the floor and brushing stray feathers from her apron.|
|Water, Fire, ReturnContent doesn't always mean happy, does it now?
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|Sir Reginel and the Day the News Went MissingIt was a quiet day, and I knew exactly what I would do with my free time... drink some cheap coffee from my grandfather's mug and read through the latest issue of the Neopian Times in hopes of finding a potential case. |
|The LotterySadly, not everyone can win the lottery. |
|600 Days of Winter: A Petpetpet Detective StoryThe walk from my office to the bureau is littered with snow petpetpets and frozen ice crystal sculptures; it seems the kids are really loving this extended winter break...|
|A Trip to (T)error MountainThe day began just like any other. Clover the blue Cybunny hopped out of bed and put on her slippers and dressing gown. |
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"A Trip to (T)error Mountain" by kmc244
"Oh dear!" cried Clover as she ran over to collect the pieces. "That was my favourite snowglobe." Bluebell thumped her tail and looked pointedly at Clover. "Of course," Clover said. "I'm sure Donny would be able to fix this. Let's take a trip to Terror Mountain!"
I am a little concerned. Some of my Neopets (the usual gang of troublemakers) are up to something distasteful and I can hardly bear to face the truth of it. They are performing sinister acts involving innocent Edible Petpets!
|Two Dozen Black Dresses: Part Two|
To run was an impossibility. The idea of running, of fleeing from the scene as fast his short legs would take him was certainly a reality to Marius, but the act itself was as impossible as if he had wished to sprout wings and fly away.
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