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Short Stories
 | Fondant and Flippant WishesIt takes him exactly thirty-three and a half steps to get downstairs to his kitchenette, where his coffeepot warms up within seven minutes.
by kingskid999 |  | My Judge HogHe had left at 7:38am NST on the 15th day of the Month of Celebrating.
by hersheykis96 |  | Broken But Not Defeated!Here she was, sifting through boxes of sporting equipment and old school notes she couldn't part with to find her "good fortune" pendant...
by chimp_chicken_fish |  | Dear Doctor SlothI think you're being unreasonable here. I'm sure you can fix me, if you put your mind to it.
by fredwulfa |  | Misadventures of a Neopian Times Reporter III had scored myself my biggest interview yet. I was going to write an article on Doctor Frank Sloth.
by kristykimmy |  | The Plushie IntruderStriki had been charged with watching the garden. It was an odd task for a Darigan Kougra, perhaps, as Darigan Kougras were more often found guarding dark towers than bright flowers.
by lastavenger |  | Dreams Take WingDreamer, a tiny blue and gold Faerie Techo, scampered up the tree as fast as her little legs could carry her.
by _sme_ |  | Shenkuu's Sun"Did you not hear when I spoke?" the Flotsam retorted.
"I was much too excited about the fact I was going to travel in time!"
by alanbran5 |  | A New Job"Tomns! Buck up, girl, or we'll never make it back to Brightvale by nightfall!"
by minnow |  | The Brightest Star in the SkyMama was the prettiest Yellow Xweetok you have ever seen.
by lilla1988 |  | WillowThe carriage rocketed through the rain, water and mud splashing up against its frame. It was going far too fast...
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"The Plushie Intruder" by lastavenger
Striki loved plushies. She kept a collection of old ones that she spent long hours lovingly chewing. A few were missing arms or legs, or had loose buttons or stitches, but she adored them to pieces nonetheless. It didn't cross her mind to think of how this one might have gotten into the garden. All she knew was that she had to find it. Sniffing wildly...
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 The Grass is Always Greener: Part Three
The Werelupe approached, and by now he had spotted them as well. But he checked his happy bounce mid-step, and Jatalle guessed that his new owner might not be as carefree as her own.
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