A Waffle Paradise |
Circulation: 193,437,521 |
Issue: 690 | 17th day of Swimming, Y17 |
|
|
New Series
![](//images.neopets.com/caption/sm_caption_281.gif) | Flutter: Part OneThe only thing I knew for certain is that I am a female Aisha. Well, what about my color? Let me explain. I have pink fur with red stripes and wings more reminiscent of a Carmariller than a faerie Aisha. That’s four colors all in one. How did that happen? I don’t know. I was born that way.
by 77thbigby | ![](//images.neopets.com/images/frontpage/camouflage_day_2005.gif) | The Adventures of Trina: The Awakening: Part OneIt was almost completely dark, apart from moonlight leaking through gaps in the treetops. Traveling in the dark proved nerve-wracking—like usual—and Trina knew arguing would only irritate her friends. The mistake that she made could potentially destroy the entire island, or worse, and it was her responsibility to fix it, no matter the risks.
by ummagine3284 |
| |
Search the Neopian Times
Headlines "One Summer's Day" by orisasda "Hey look, it's Mystery Island! We're almost at Mystery Island!" Daizm, plushie Kacheek shouted excitedly from the front of the ferry she, her brother and her adopted cousins were on. She blinked as sea spray from the ferry powering through the waves, splashed her in face. She has halfway over the railing at the front of the ferry when someone grabbed her wrist.
Other Stories
---------
Difficulties: Adventures in Moving A Baby Usul, curled in a dark orange blanket stared out the window of her family’s Neohome in beautiful Faerieland. She was lying on her bed, with silent tears streaming from the fact she arrived home safely. Maybe change in life isn’t so bad, after all. Wait- that sounds like the end of the story doesn’t it?
by peridotsu |
---------
One Summer's Day "Hey look, it's Mystery Island! We're almost at Mystery Island!" Daizm, plushie Kacheek shouted excitedly from the front of the ferry she, her brother and her adopted cousins were on. She blinked as sea spray from the ferry powering through the waves, splashed her in face. She has halfway over the railing at the front of the ferry when someone grabbed her wrist.
by orisasda |
---------
---------
---------
---------
|
|
|