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"The Afterparty Cleanup" by ningkov1
The day after Neopia's birthday celebrations was a time when most were still happily drifting along on a sugary sweet cloud of treats; however, for those in the Cleanup Brigade it was one of the busiest days of the year. Leftover candy wrappers, confetti, gift boxes, party streamers: most of these items were trash, though every year usable goods and even treasures were found by the cleaners. Last year, a newbie somehow stumbled upon a Cybunny Morphing Potion, valued at over 10 million Neopoints! She quickly quit her job and was now travelling around Neopia.
Ginger, unfortunately, was not as lucky as that newbie. It was already her tenth year on the job, but she had never found anything worth more than a couple thousand Neopoints. Thankfully, she did find enough items in the trash to furnish her entire apartment! Every day she came home to an eclectic mix of Birthday, Halloween, Christmas, Valentine's Day, Easter, and Faerie Festival furniture and goods.
As a senior member of the staff, she was assigned to the Haunted Woods today. Fortunately, it was one of her favourite areas (despite the creepiness) due to the nice Neopians that worked at the fairgrounds. She looked around at the dark trees and tried not to listen too carefully to the eerie sounds around her. She could have sworn she heard someone screaming in the distance...
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