Week - 541 Claare Should Be Grateful... by dewdropzz

Description: The only thing I don't like...

Week - 566 Claare's List Of Underappreciated Neopian Heroes by dewdropzz

Description: Today I would like to draw attention to these people, with hopes that they'll soon be recognized for what they've done, and continue to do.

Week - 569 Love Builds A Robot by dewdropzz

Description: All is quiet in Neopia at 6:30 am. It's Sunday morning, the sun is just beginning to rise and at this hour, most Neopians are still asleep. Not you, though.

Week - 576 Half Baked by dewdropzz

Description: "Nonsense! It's never too cold to swim. As long as you're in an indoor pool."

Week - 578 Ready To Give by dewdropzz

Description: Couldn't the bad weather have waited until after the Day of Giving?

Week - 586 A Faerie Like Me by dewdropzz

Description: I couldn't stop thinking about the day I met the famous faerie. Do you remember, diary? It was last summer, shortly after we moved to Meridell....

Week - 588 Claare's Wonderful Things To Do With Neggs by dewdropzz

Description: What's not to love about the mysterious and incredibly interesting objects with a remarkable resemblance to eggs?

Week - 594 Maeryc and the Wishing Star: Part One by dewdropzz

Description: Wooden cutlasses clashed. Heavy boots stomped through the late spring snow of Terror Mountain. Captain Fearless, the most notorious seven-year-old pirate in the world, was engaged in a raging battle against his arch nemesis, the dreaded Captain Red Head.

Week - 595 Maeryc and the Wishing Star: Part Two by dewdropzz

Description: "It makes sense, I suppose," she thought. "I lived in the sky all my life, and you could see everything from there. But I never saw a petpet that could actually talk to a neopet."

Week - 598 What I Love About Bob: Part One by dewdropzz

Description: He's Bob the plushie warf, and he's my very own petpet. Seeing as it's Petpet Appreciation Day, I figured it was about time I showed Bob how much I appreciate him.

Week - 599 What I Love About Bob: Part Two by dewdropzz

Description: Bob got bored quickly. I actually thought he was asleep, sprawled out there on the grass, until I saw his tail wag, and his ears perk up. "What do you hear, Bob?"

Week - 602 My Friend the Cupcake Faerie by dewdropzz

Description: "What in Neopia is a cupcake faerie?" "A faerie who makes cupcakes, obviously."

Week - 685 Mother's Balloon by dewdropzz

Description: She jumped for it... That was the day Reyela's life changed.

Week - 686 Mother's Balloon: Part Two by dewdropzz

Description: The sky was so blue it was blinding. Or perhaps it only seemed that way to a girl whose eyes were not used to seeing colour so vibrant and pure.

Week - 687 Mother's Balloon: Part Three by dewdropzz

Description: Reyela hoped she didn't make the wrong decision by calling out to the Kougra. She had acted so impetuously. What would she say when the Kougra asked where she had come from?

Week - 688 Mother's Balloon: Part Four by dewdropzz

Description: The walk to the barn from the Worthington's house was quite a long one, down a winding dirt path, over hills and past the corn field. For as long as the journey was, it could never be long enough for the scarlet Draik who knew that her worst nightmare was waiting for her at the end of the road.

Week - 689 Mother's Balloon: Part Five by dewdropzz

Description: "But how will I live without you? If you cannot stay, then I must go with you."

Week - 690 Mother's Balloon: Part Six by dewdropzz

Description: The startled Vacana calmed down in an instant when he heard the sound of his owner's voice. He perked up his ears and trotted over to the Kougra, his stubby tail swishing back and forth like a Dogelfox about to get a treat

Week - 691 Mother's Balloon: Part Seven by dewdropzz

Description: The Worthingtons went to work, but their houseguest remained in her seat. She did not try to help this time around, and she wondered if she ever would again. Her hands hurt too much to hold a knife to slice cheese or butter bread, and even if she was able to carry her own plate to the table, she would probably just drop it and smash it on the floor, and then everyone would step on the pieces, and would end up dropping their dishes as well.

Week - 692 Mother's Balloon: Part Eight by dewdropzz

Description: Joyful sounds of laughter were carried in on the wind, but it was the wafting smell of a chocolate cake baking slowly in an oven that awakened Reyela's senses, and alerted her of the fact that the day had started without her.

Week - 693 Mother's Balloon: Part Nine by dewdropzz

Description: Reyela looked from Kougra, to Kougra, to Yurble hoping for an explanation of the oddness that was unfolding before her eyes. She was provided with nothing of the sort, until the party began to move again and she got to speak to Medis.

Week - 694 Mother's Balloon: Part Ten by dewdropzz

Description: The blue Yurble turned with a jerk, catching the brown Kougra red-handed. "Paws off!" she barked, snatching the tube out of his hand. "Look what you've done now. I barely had enough as it was!" "Nonsense, you've got plenty there." He shook the yellow tube upside-down, and shrugged his shoulders when he felt nothing inside. "Listen Midge, I'm worried about Reyela tonight." he said, announcing the purpose of his interruption.

Week - 695 Mother's Balloon: Part Eleven by dewdropzz

Description: "Meat pie, meat pie! We're having meat pie! Ma's having meat pie, Pa's having meat pie! Caleb, Medis and I are all having meat pie!" "Bettina, have I ever told you I know a surefire way for you to bring world peace?" "Aw, don't say it." Caleb chastened Hannah, who was holding her ears and groaning. "It's her birthday, she should be able to sing if she wants to."

Week - 696 Mother's Balloon: Part Twelve by dewdropzz

Description: Reyela ran into the wind, her bare feet sinking into the moist ground with every lunging step she took. She had left the Worthingtons' house in such a hurry that she had forgotten to put on her shoes. She supposed they would always have them now. They could keep them at their front door, and look at them from time to time in remembrance of the girl whom's heart they won, and then tore apart with their lies and hidden truths exposed.