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 | We Ought Never To Have Done It: Part SevenIn the clearing, there stands a shovel.
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by emblo93 |  | A trip to the Seven Wonders of the (Neopian) World: Part FiveArriving at the Deserted Fairground, Seamus felt a sense of dread. He had been warned about how run-down it was, but he wasn't expecting it to be quite this run-down.
by sallynicol |  | The Dark Faeries' Plot: Part SixIn a dimly-lit dead end in the dungeons below the Faerie Palace, the six Dark Faeries advanced on the trio of Neopets, arranging themselves in an arc and raising their hands as if to begin their spell.
by jayeless |  | The Magical Transporter: Part ThreeCalleigh and Amy couldn’t go any further through the forest. The path became so small that there was no way through.
by hallie035 |  | My Childhood Neohome: Part FourThe Cake is a Lie!
by jillcrash |  | Skipping School:Part FourCages. Hundreds of cages. And each held a separate Neopet, either knocked out, coughing, in pain, or in some way immobilized. It was heartbreaking to witness.
by invalid |  | Clara Chatham Shenkuu Plot: Part TwoClara Chatham learns more about Lunar Temple Keepers
by restisunwritten |  | Defenders of Neopia - Where They've Been: Part ThreeIn the command room, red lights were blinking all over the console. One of the guards spun around in their chair and glanced at the monitors. He chose one and zoomed in.
by grimmbones7 |  | AAA and Abigails Astounding Race: Part TwoSo if your opponent has passed first, the light will already be green! But at least you’ll know you’re going the right direction.
by ilhs11 |  | Ballindalloch: Part ThreeHer bedroom still had pieces of flowered yellow wallpaper clinging to it, and as far as Avery was concerned, this was as good a reason as any to assume that her room was the last to have been worked on before the family had left.
by dewdropzz |  | Hitomi the Witch: Part TwoWAIT, I DID WHAT EXACTLY?
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"The League of Adventurers" by cosmicfire918
On yet another cold, rainy afternoon in the month of Storing, Hyren sat in his family’s library in their Altador villa, smugly ignoring the inclement weather as a fire roared in the hearth and his family and allies relaxed around him.
The blue Grundo’s younger brother Pharazon and Pharazon’s friend Celice were perched on one of the sofas, reading through a stack of books they’d bought during the sorceress’s current visit to Altador, and occasionally making comments to one another about whatever they were studying. Their sister Blynn was—well, Hyren wasn’t quite sure, but the disco Zafara was probably off doing Blynn things like puddle-jumping or baking quadruple-chocolate cookies.
Hyren, meanwhile, was locked in a rather intense round of Armada with his owner and the Werelupe King. Hyren enjoyed Armada—it reminded him of his days in Dr. Sloth’s Virtupets military. Virtupets programmers had developed a similar game, and Hyren had purchased it for his electronic devices to relax during rare down times in his operations. It utilised the Virtupets information networks to pit players against each other, and Hyren took pride in his elevated place in the rankings. He’d taken naturally to the game because the strategy involved was similar to what he employed as a commander of troops.
At any rate, that was years ago. Now he was playing the pirate-themed version on a real wooden board with little ship pieces. And his opponents were not Virtupets officers, but a brown-haired human woman and an enormous dark-furred Werelupe.
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