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	Jhudora the Babysitter ... It could be worse? Also by lyndsey4657 by pinksrainbow
	NeoPaper: Grenegg?! Of course it's a great idea! by mbredboy31
	Eclectic Antics: Confessions of an Ex-Baby In which Kaune suddenly becomes several times her previous body size. by amarettoball
	Misunderstandings Not everyone appreciates a warm welcome... by hummush
	Nothing Happened At ALL! No one saw it, just walk it off. by iluminescent
	Neoquest Adventures Neoquest is silly sometimes. by alliieennss
	Troubles Made of Chocolate But... chocolate! by liezelotte8
	Coconut Shameless How dare you by brenda_bbm
	Aishadventures: Faerie Quest Some pets are more literal minded than others. by aml715
	Why Amira is Still a Princess Uh, seriously? by likelife96
	Paint Time! Bloop by neopearly
	Chicken Chicken? by ketchup547
	There’s Nothing Quite Like A Good Book See for yourself! Also by _starryeyedsurprise_ by toffeedatepudding
	Getting a Picture with Kanrik Hey Master Thief can I get a picture with ya? Also by murillion by shadowlugia_92
	Durian Difficulties: Part 3 Your attitude is stinkin' up the place Also by bha288. by joslucca3000
	The Richest Slorg A Slorg so fancy and rich that he needs a second monocle. by simbologies
	Ol' Reliable - Part 2 Always carry Ol' Reliable by lockord
	Squid Slippers: Meteor Mysteries Wheeeeee! by cosmicfire918

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"Confessions of King Skarl's Hair Stylist" by redken9x9
I’ve been told that many people would – What? I can’t say that word? Fine. I’ve been told that many people would MURDER to have my job. I say – YOU CAN HAVE IT! My name is Marcel Picklesby. Like anyone else, I was foolish enough to think that working for royalty would land me in the spotlight and get me featured on the Neopian Times for my dazzling artwork and suave sense of style. Instead, I’m featured on the Neopian Times for completely different reasons. I’m here to clear up the confusion behind my departure from Meridell Castle and I want all of Neopia to know the truth. I came on board shortly after all the drama with Kass concluded. The hair stylist before me disappeared after a fatal encounter with Kiss the Mortog. Poor thing! I do believe the Mortog’s are responsible for more fatalities than Darigan and Snow Roller combined. It’s gotten so bad in fact that a new swamp is forming right on the borders of Meridell! What is that majestic green pond you ask? Why, it’s none other than a myriad of a Mortog guts and Avvie Collector tears! But I digress. Dear friends, the real reason I’m speaking to you today is for the sole purpose that you do not fall victim to the senseless mind control that Skarl is not only inflicting upon the inhabitants of Meridell, but on the whole of Neopia itself.

Other Stories

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The Wish Faerie
A red Xweetok pushed her way through the crowds of people and the nasty ghosts at the Money Tree with a simple fur cape around her shoulders. She looked among the piles of junk to find anything of use to herself - Katalynina or her brother, a blue Acara named Shinoshin.

by orisasda

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The Rise of Altador
What may very well happen in the future of Neopia. Prepare yourselves.

by kittenbags3

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Aspargus and Honey: Neopian Recipes for Springtime
Here, I have devised some recipes, based on some of my favourite Neopian springtime suitable foods and tested them in my own kitchen. Get cooking!

by shortcrust

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The Many Travels of a Pretty Kadoatie
The name is Pretty Kitty, and let me tell you from the start that I’m a good kadoatie --- one of the best of my species, if I dare to add. Not being proud or anything here, just you know, when you’re so confident that it’s the truth, you sometimes get quite eager to share it with everyone you meet!

Also by button04_nice

by pandacat838

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Sylva's Spirit: Origins: Part One
Sylva nodded. This would be his 4th colonization trip. Usually the natives were quite surprised to see unknown faces, but Sylva had a calming, yet stoic presence, easing fears of the unknown for them.

by jrayeb3

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Chronicles of a Caped Crusader: Days Yet to Pass: Part Eleven
Chloe opened her eyes to a familiar sight. She was sitting in the control room, the large screens of the console glowing around her. There was nothing urgent on them; they were exactly as she remembered them from a week before when she had been pulled out of her life into the nightmare future.

by kristykimmy

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