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I Knew I Forget Something

Oh the Marrow...

by nnpower888
To Please my Master part 2

Neopia's not the same anymore...

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Who is the smartest one of all?

by speeedway
Lever of Gifts

A comic about the secret behind the Lever of Doom: lots and lots of Christmas presents.

by srebrenjezik
Snowed In 2

A sequel to last year's holiday edition comic...

by suixx
NeoPaper: Day of Giving Preparations

Ready, set, holiday!

by mbredboy31
The Holidays

Shopping shouldn't be this hard.

by trishabeakens
Decorating for Christmas

Now that's what i call decorations...

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by keruza

Neopian Nutshell: Hotdog Rain

Is.. that really a good thing?

by a_cockatiel_a
Cap-Puns | Bori


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Mind Your Socks

Life advice: always bring a spare pair

by paperjeans
Aging Actor

I'm a pro don't worry...

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Behind Closed Doors

Hmmm I wonder...

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by sunshine482

The Snowager is Hibernating

Now would this be better or worse than getting an icy blast from snowy?

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The Clarification

A very successful wriath defending system.

by anne77777
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"Giving Day at Black Keep:Part Three" by cosmicfire918
Two white paws slammed down on the table. "Mother!" Celice barked, ears perked forward and fur bristling. "That is quite enough!" Kass’s eyes snapped up at her in shock. "Lord Kass has shown our family nothing but kindness and hospitality, and this is how you repay him?" The sorceress leaned over the table toward her mother. "How dare you insult him! You think yourself superior just because of your family ties, but Lord Kass is ten times the noblepet you will ever be with that attitude!" Minevra’s jaw dropped. "Celice—darling," she stammered. "How could you say such awful things to your own mother?" "Because they’re true," Celice growled. "And it’s time someone calls you out on it before you become even more of a monster." "Well, I—" Minevra took a few halting steps back, obviously not used to someone actually standing up to her. "I just—oh, this is rotten!" she wailed. "You’re all being perfectly beastly!" In a flurry of expensive fabric, she turned and ran from the hall, sobbing loudly. "Dear!" Crom called after her, nearly knocking over his chair as he ran to follow her, as did Belven. Elyria shot her sister a nasty look. "How could you upset Mother so?" the Blumaroo hissed. "Perhaps spending Giving Day with you was a mistake." Before Celice could reply, Elyria said, "Come on, Rondas, let’s go console Mother." She tugged her husband out of his chair and stormed out of the hall with him in tow.

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Dawn and Dusk vs the Bounty Hunter:Part Two
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