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	Silly Comics Volume I NC Mall Shenanigans! by northshire
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	Shellshock'd! p1 A new realm with a new ruler... by gorubeza
	Immediate Regret That new colour seemed really cool a moment ago... by fatefulwings
	A Golden Appletunity - Part 1 The apple leads to yet another brilliant discovery. by eugenie247
	When the Owner Leaves the House ... and you're waiting for the food by janderson_lee
	Cavities: Tree Wars: Part One May the best tree win! by thegoddesofxweetok1
	MEDIOCRE You're gone for two years and the entire world flips on its head! What's next--Faerieland crashing or something? by totally_petpets_4
	What Are The Odds: Advent 'Tis the season to be disappointed. by malochroma
	Shenanigans: Advent Some puns are un-fir-givable. by delugent_tears
	Felf on the Shelf Just some Felf's messing around on a shelf! by wonderings

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"The Morning Paper" by applefaerie99
J eronie the blue Yurble was reading the large ad in the morning paper. Jeronie called over to her roommate, "Horeseay, listen to this, the grooming shop is having a hair stylist in their beauty salon next week for free consultations. If you decide to have it cut and styled like they recommend, it is all on sale. I have always wanted to have my hair styled by a specialist. Maybe I will get a whole new look." I went on, "what do you think?" Horeseay looked at me over the sports pages, "If that's what you want, go ahead. I hope it's nothing too far out." When I stopped by for an appointment, I found out they were filled up and had to settle for a place on the waiting list. I remembered back to another incident years ago when I received a free "hairdo" and it made me laugh thinking about it. At the time we had been in our new home in Neopia Central only a few years. My younger sister, Cami and her roommate had recently moved to Roo Island where she taught math. We really enjoyed being able to get together often. "Come over for the weekend," Cami had written in a note to me, "I found a great place where we can get our hair done on Saturday morning and it doesn't cost anything!" At that time having our hair done at a beauty salon was a special treat, reserved only for special events. So we were ready early Saturday morning when we walked to town for our free beauty services.

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The Morning Paper
"Horeseay, listen to this, the grooming shop is having a hair stylist in their beauty salon next week for free consultations. If you decide to have it cut and styled like they recommend, it is all on sale. I have always wanted to have my hair styled by a specialist. Maybe I will get a whole new look." I went on, "what do you think?"

by applefaerie99

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Moving On
My name is Darius Blake, I am a shadow Draik and I think social services are stupid.

by __ayahrox__

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The Definitive Guide To Hissi
A comprehensive guide to Neopia's favorite serpentine creatures.

by alli_draggy

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A Royal Interview
Today we have a rare chance to meet with not one, not two, but three leaders of Neopia! King Hagan, Lord Darigan, and King Skarl!

by kaioti

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The Ardors and Agonies of Witchcraft: Part Ten
The wall ahead of her rippled. Colly watched with horror as the mud melted and sloughed off the wall the make way for Sarabet, who didn’t even wait for the doorway to be solidified again to welcome herself inside. Mud plopped onto her head and ran down her body, but she treated it with indifference.

by hybatsu

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Of Silence: a Home for the Holidays: Part One
It’s fast approaching two in the morning when the candles above Kanrik’s work desk begin to dance in what would seem to be the ghost of an unnatural breeze; and that, as always, can only mean one thing: The thief’s got a visitor.

by theschizophrenicpunk

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