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 | A Small SacrificeA gentle breeze of autumn air grazed the open fields of Meridell. A lone Uni lay nearby a browning tree, her nose buried in a book. Her fur as pink as the dawn's sky, drizzled with an array of coloured paisley patterns, topped off with a verdant horn to match her mane and tail. Also by scatsmom
by regretts |  | The Unsung SousThe last thing I remember before my entire world crumbled was being in the throne room of King Kelpbeard. I had just completed another successful royal dinner. A delectable five course meal, composed of Ocean Salad Delight, Fresh Oysters, Kelp Gazpacho, Filet of Beef, Octopi Souffle. Made complete with a complimentary cocktail, no less!
by littlebugcity |  | Going BananasIn agreement, the red Blumaroo and Geeky Geb turned their backs on the perfectly nice day and entered their Neohome. They stepped into chaos, in stark contrast of the nice day outside. For a horrifying moment, Nigel thought they had been robbed.
by 77thbigby |  | Welcome to the Club"Arghhh!!" a tiny roar sounded through the open space of little Gooblah's neohome. *Swish, swish* was the sound of the toy pirate sword as he swung it through the air, playfully lunging it at his mother as she stood at the hover stove.
by kittyz_all_the_way |  | Usuki Singing Stars #36: Sparkles' Dancing ShoesMiss Stryke blew her whistle. “It’s one two three, one two three!” the yellow Kau barked at her students. “This is the Brightvalian waltz, not square dancing!” The students groaned. Everyone was paired with a dance partner and most of them were struggling to dance. Sparkles was confused as she attempted to lead her partner.
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"Arghhh!!" a tiny roar sounded through the open space of little Gooblah's neohome. *Swish, swish* was the sound of the toy pirate sword as he swung it through the air, playfully lunging it at his mother as she stood at the hover stove.
The tip of the sword poked her in the back of the thigh, and she turned to swat little Gooblah away. "Stop it!" she laughed, "I'm making dinner."
"Dinner?" Gooblah let the tip of the toy sword tilt down toward the floor, as he grinned, wide, showing all his teeth. "Meat?" he dropped the toy sword to jump up, trying to peek at what his mother was cooking on the hover stove.
Suddenly his jump seemed to grow, and Gooblah could see over the stove, and then he was at the same level as his mother.
His father's deep voice rumbled behind him, as he curled his tail around his son, keeping him lifted in the air, "Of course! What else do us Grarrls eat?"
Gooblah giggled, and then the three of them all looked at each other as they said one word in unison, "Everything."
Gooblah's father set him down, and Gooblah ran to grab his toy sword before running off to the kitchen table to take a seat, anxiously waiting for his mother to place dinner before him. He was starving! But granted... he was *always* starving.
"Is there a reason we have to use such a tyrannian stove?" he heard his mother as his father.
"The day we can keep our tails from breaking things is the day we'll get that delicate bubble stove you so desperately want. Promise."
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 10 Ways to get your Neopets excited for Halloween
Guess what time of year it is! You guessed it, Halloween is right around the corner. There is always so many things to get prepared for. It can be a little difficult if you leave things all to the last minute. So why not use these top 10 ideas to start early October on a very ideal way to get your Neopet jumping up and down at the excitement of Halloween.
by superchik137yut |
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 Karamita and the Lab Jazz: Part Five
A week had passed since Karamita had first arrived in Tyrannia. She had spent the entire week playing with Lab Jazz and learning about each and every one of them. However, something felt off to her. With each passing day, she felt more and more confused.
by rocksysmom |
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 Chasing Treasure: Part Four
As Sam said, the wreck was old. The rot-blackened wood of the hull was riddled with damaged and missing sections, and those that remained were almost more barnacle and seaweed than wood.
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