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Issue: 754 | 21st day of Collecting, Y18 |
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Short Stories
| The Perfumed Plight of a Posh Princess Chessangie the Royalgirl Draik was sifting through the mail at her house when she noticed a beautiful envelope which bore a rosy pink hue. She saw that it was addressed to her, so she opened it. She was enthralled by the sparkly glitter and intricate details on the card which she found inside.
by _brainchild_ | | The Story of Ash and IceThis is my story about the origin of Baelia, the grey faerie, and Taelia, the snow faerie.
by kittyz_all_the_way | | The DinnerIt was a dreary day. Alfred hobbled across the Neopia Central path and waved to the Money Tree. He unlocked the Post Office and began dusting his collections. He picked up his favourite framed photo and gently dusted it off. He went through his daily routine of signing off on shipments and organizing his stock. Whenever a happy, plucky customer came in Alfred put on a smile and helped them find what they needed. Also by ___popo___
by grimmbones7 | | UneventfulThe big blue eyes remained unblinking, a pinpoint of light in a dimly lit room. Her smile rested like a mask on her face, disguising any emotions that flitted through her head. She sat calmly, waiting for him to finish. He smiled at her. "What do you think?"
by __ayahrox__ | | Learning from Rejection: A Story of RedemptionDue adjusted the basket hanging from the crook of her elbow before putting her paw on the doorknob on the front door of her home. After being let off early from work, she was excited to spend the day working on her arts and crafts. As soon as she opened the door, however, she smelled the distinctive, salty scent of jelly tinged tears.
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Headlines "Learning from Rejection: A Story of Redemption" by rocksysmom Due adjusted the basket hanging from the crook of her elbow before putting her paw on the doorknob on the front door of her home. After being let off early from work, she was excited to spend the day working on her arts and crafts. As soon as she opened the door, however, she smelled the distinctive, salty scent of jelly tinged tears. She tried to put it out of her mind as she began to pull her hood off to place it on the coat rack. However, before she could even pull the hood off of her head, she heard the muffled, blubbering sobs of her younger sister. She took a deep breath before making her way into the kitchen.
Due was more than happy to console her sisters, especially since she had so much energy from a slow day at the bakery. However, she was always worried that she wouldn’t be able to console them. And, as luck had it, her jelly shoyru sister was the hardest to console.
The translucent purple shoyru was sitting with her head pressed against the table, her tears forming a sticky puddle around her head and matting her black wig with what was essentially sugar water.
Before the shoyru could notice Due, the usul began to assess the situation to the best of her ability. There were letters scattered all over the table and a pen piercing the shoyru’s paw. The pen didn’t concern Due, however, because that was the only way her little sister was able to write in a manner that was even remotely legible. It didn’t hurt the shoyru at all, as the jelly very easily gave way and quickly repaired itself after the pen was taken out.
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Sharing the Load: Part One Helen laughed as Nova scampered after his toy rope. He tossed it high and shook it, growling playfully. The black Kimbi hurried back to his owner, eyes shining. She grabbed one end and they had a tug-o-war. Having fun, the shadow Gelert was surprised when her Petpet suddenly stopped, antennae twitching.
by 77thbigby |
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An Uprising of Sweepers: Part Five A week later, Orcius was going through the map and sheaf of parchments that they had drawn up their plans on the past three months since they recruited. Scanning through all the words and diagrams, he asked himself if they had somehow overlooked something somewhere. He was deep in thought when Adian made his appearance in the loft, where they have taken to having their “headquarters meeting”.
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