Short Stories

	Never Too Old For Fun The day had finally arrived! Sywun's little nose itched with excitement as he thought of it. His cousins were coming! by puppy_girl252
	A Snowbunny Mystery The Department of Detectives is a not very known branch of Defenders of Neopia. Those who are allowed to work there like it that way. by animalmagnet1197
	The Dangers of Delivering a Pizza: A Puzzling Story "She's a bit upbeat for someone who lives in the Haunted Woods," thought Sir MushroomStump. "Oh well. It will take a while to deliver, though. This may be a good practice run for the rookies.” by a_secondchance
	The Spardel on the Street Corner I don't know why I felt the need to do it. I've always been fiercely independent, not liking to rely upon anyone else, and not liking anyone else having to rely upon me. by crazy_holly_ii
	A Midnight Snack: Temptations I rolled over in my bed and glanced at my Usul Alarm Clock on the nightstand. It read 11:58. by mango_mango101
	Dreamer "Don't you think the sunbeams are beautiful? That they're just like what a song would look like, if you could see it?" by misshoginpitt
	Brothers, Ghosts, and Graveyards... Oh My! "I want you to meet your new little brother Patrick." by bethanyziegler
	An Adventure Into the Night Life was perfect. Her every wish could be fulfilled. Running Faerieland was very simple. Also written by pbutter492 by jamba_jukeba
	Oddballs In Neovia My favorite street lamp, you know the one closest to the graveyard, was burnt out as usual. I loved it, though; it made looking out at all the cracked and weathered headstones so much creepier. by greyandrainy
	Petrified ...all the faeries are covered in stone. by peachwriting
	The Perfect Color Quarrye couldn't wait to try it out. by smudgeoffudge

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Love Your Food

I love my pets, don't you? I mean, when you spend so much time playing and dressing them, there is an emotional bond that happens between us owners and our adorable pets. But what about the pets that still have that special place in our hearts... and are edible? How did they become edible? Are they often scared for their lives? Do they fear the holidays we love? To answer these questions...