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Neopian Urban Legend by fudge_rabbit22 | Description: Years ago, there was a candy shop in the Haunted Woods... |
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The Young Dr_Death: Part One by fudge_rabbit22 | Description: Thwack! Another snowball hit him on the side of his head. Dr_Death staggered over the snow, trying to get away... |
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The Young Dr_Death: Part Two by fudge_rabbit22 | Description: "Psst," one of her students, a Shadow Bori, hissed sharply at Dr_Death. Dr_Death bit his lip, but pretended he didn't hear him... |
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The Young Dr_Death: Part Three by fudge_rabbit22 | Description: "Oh, poor baby. Where'd you get her from?" Drew asked, taking the Kadoatie out of his hands and holding her up. The Kadoatie playfully batted a paw at Drew's nose... |
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The Young Dr_Death: Part Four by fudge_rabbit22 | Description: "YES! It's our neighbor!" Dr_Death said breathlessly, cutting Drew off. Drew smiled- although Dr_Death hated to part with his petpet friends, he was more touched to see them reunited with their loving owners... |
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The Young Dr_Death: Part Five by fudge_rabbit22 | Description: "Must be imagining things," Dr_Death told himself. He went back to staring out the window. Then, again, out of the corner of his eye, he saw... |
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The Young Dr_Death: Part Six by fudge_rabbit22 | Description: But somehow, some way, the case had fallen through the tracks. Dr_Death didn't know whether Shaun had paid them off or presented a falsely sugared-up image... |
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The Young Dr_Death: Part Seven by fudge_rabbit22 | Description: "She might start a Gallery just like Shaun and stick Mipsy in there," Dr_Death said to himself. He paced back and forth like a madman, full of energy and unable to sit still... |
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Masquerades: Part Two Deirdre leaned back in her bench and folded her arms as she glared at him indignantly. "It's times like this that I really wish I wasn't your secretary, sir..."
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