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...
It Rained The 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...
How I Spent My Summer Vacation Here 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...
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?