Week - 445 Who Knew? by thediractor

Description: "Maja!" Tamerick called frantically. "Forrest is eating my Yurble Tales!"

Week - 455 Do I Know You? by thediractor

Description: "Ok, guys, time for Neoschool," Darth said happily – too happily. Something was up.

Week - 461 Fruit Shakes: Part One by thediractor

Description: "This is the good life," Tamara sighed happily. Her owner, Mackenzie, had deemed her old enough to handle the shop full-time now.

Week - 462 Fruit Shakes: Part Two by thediractor

Description: Maybe he could help her out. She knew he would, after he saw his sister had turned into a grape. Tamara gulped. He'd help her – if he didn't eat her first.

Week - 464 Statues: Part One by thediractor

Description: They could only ever find it at precisely noon when it was dazzlingly gorgeous. They would near that statue, and as they did, the statue's eyes would faintly glow - ever so faintly - and then...

Week - 465 Statues: Part Two by thediractor

Description: The second Falyn's light shoes touched the ground could not have been soon enough for the terrified Acara on her back.

Week - 466 The Chomby Fight by thediractor

Description: Someday Jiad would be the chief of the Chomby tribe. This was an honor that should have been bestowed on Subro.

Week - 467 The Uninvited Guests by thediractor

Description: Happy Halloween - and look out for Boochi! He's the worst villain of them all, now isn't he?

Week - 468 A Fish Out of Water by thediractor

Description: "I don't know. Go explore or something. Just be bored somewhere else, ok?"

Week - 469 The Outward Appearance by thediractor

Description: Lying to protect her reputation wasn't something that would make her proud, she knew. But she had to do it. No one could know that...

Week - 473 The Most Wonderful Time of the Year...?: Part One by thediractor

Description: "I love it!" Juan answered excitedly. 'May I please have it for the Day of Giving, Mama?"

Week - 474 The Most Wonderful Time of the Year...?: Part Two by thediractor

Description: What would her friend say now? So you saved him from the Pound, only to, not even a year and a half later, dump him there yourself? I trusted you with him, Phersephi!