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Ballindalloch: Epilogue

Kenneth, Avery's Knowledgeable Shorter Mover White Scorchio Friend who'd Once Choked, lived in Albat Court. It shouldn't have surprised her, really, as Whittaker was a very small town.

by dewdropzz
Hitomi the Witch:Part Seven

I DON'T THINK I'LL EVER BE ABLE TO FORGET THIS

by downrightdude
A Hero's Journey:Part Five

Smoke started to set in and block out Nate's vision. He realized, as he laid face down on the wooden boat, that he was unharmed.

by jetaketa
Dawn and Dusk vs the Bounty Hunter:Part Two

I had gotten an early start to the day. I had gotten up and ready before our alarm clock had even gone off. For purposes relating to our prank, I picked my clothes carefully and threw the exact same set onto Wila’s bed so she could be my mirror image.

by cyber1ofkakoradesert
Giving Day at Black Keep:Part Three

Two white paws slammed down on the table. "Mother!" Celice barked, ears perked forward and fur bristling. "That is quite enough!"

by cosmicfire918
 
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"Kaia’s Christmas Break" by navygreengolf
Snow in Shenkuu was a rare sight unless you were the rare Neopet who dared to venture all the way up to Mount Kuji. There was something magical in the way it effortlessly covered everything from the ceramic roof tops of the palace towers, to the many steps of the Lunar Temple. In the cold, Kaia’s breath appeared in front of her in a small, cloudy puff. She had hastily bought some mittens and leg warmers at a kiosk, near the airship port, when she had arrived. Her wings softly brushed away some of the snow that had fallen on them as she collected her luggage. A lot had happened this semester during her studies at Queen Fyora’s Academy in Faerieland. She had been put in charge of a booth during the annual Faerie festival for the first time in her life, and was able to meet pets gathered from all over Neopia. For the first time of her life, she felt noticed; she felt recognized by the public eye, but she was not sure if this is what she wanted after all. Wouldn’t this just bring her more trouble? She tried her best to answer questions from Neopian Times reporters who visited the festival, and wasn’t sure how to respond to their sudden interest in her. Her addition to the Neopedia baffled her still - was she really important enough to be a part of Neopian history? She didn’t feel very special at all. If anything, growing up as the only faerie in all of Shenkuu, she had always felt different.




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Kaia’s Christmas Break
Snow in Shenkuu was a rare sight unless you were the rare neopet who dared to venture all the way up to Mount Kuji. There was something magical in the way it effortlessly covered everything from the ceramic roof tops of the palace towers, to the many steps of the Lunar Temple.

by restisunwritten

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A Brynnso Christmas Special 3
There had previously been limited success in Christmas-themed plays featuring Hanso and Brynn, and—while originally cancelled after only two episodes due to disagreements between the show’s hosts and producers—a new contract was reached for this year, allowing the darlings of The Faeries’ Ruin to again return to the stage in Fyora’s Tower.

by rielcz

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December Surroundings
The month of celebration is a time to be merry, eat, give, and be together with loved ones. My favorite time of the year is almost upon us and I can't wait to celebrate this festive occasion with everyone.

Also by Greyfever

by yuri445


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Getting What You Want for the Holidays
‘Tis the most wonderful time of the year, isn’t it?!

by navygreengolf

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To Please my Master part 2
Neopia's not the same anymore...

by krabbox

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Neopian Nutshell: Hotdog Rain
Is.. that really a good thing?

by a_cockatiel_a



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