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A Different Route

Once upon a time, nothing happened. Not a very exciting start to a story is it? That was the problem Ned had. He wanted to write a story that would be the best thing since sliced Neggs, but he had absolutely nothing interesting to say.

by lugal222
Why Are You Writing?

The blank paper stared up from the notebook. Each moment passed felt like an eternity gone by. Every tick of the clock seemed to echo throughout the room. The shadow Wocky chewed the end of his pencil, quickly putting teeth marks in it. He had tried everything; pacing, reading, eating, meditating, yet the paper remained blank, seemingly watching him, waiting for his move.

by anti_guy
The Weewoo in Training

“Wow, that storm really came out of nowhere!” I shout, struggling to push shut the large door of the Neopian Times office against the buffeting wind. “Here, let me help you with that,” comes a voice from behind me. We struggle for just a moment before finally pushing the door closed. I'm tempted to collapse beside it, but this is my very first visit to the Times and I want to make a good impression.

by derrangeddragon
Of Wizards and Weewoos

If you want something badly enough, you'll do anything to get it.

That was the motto Sylvia lived by. It had served the shadow Aisha well over the years; first in the academy, and then in becoming a fully-fledged secret agent.

by xxskyisfallingxx

Super Secret Club Special: Septuacentennial Struggle

In the garden of number forty eight, Rainbow Lane, Neopia Central, stands a tree house. But this is not just any treehouse. This treehouse is the headquarters-

“No, that’s not right.”

The girl in the spinny office chair exhales irritably, scribbling out the lines she’s just written.

by xpninja

700 Wishes

The past few weeks had been long and hard. Her tired eyes and defeated posture earned some sympathy from the charming Shoyru, who had placed a large drink in front of the young lady, rather than the small she had ordered. The girl hadn’t even noticed.

by the_gecko_dude_ii
An Expedition Around Neopia

Neopia Central

“700 Nanka Bottles hanging on the wall, 700 Nanka Bottles hanging on the wall…” Panda sighed in disdain, licking at her paw softly. “And if one Nanka Bottle should accidently fall…”

Also by tanner_73

by pillarbox

A Clean Slate

The gate clangs shut behind him, the metallic reverberations humming in his ears. Turning his head only slightly, he watches from the corner of his eye as two guards shuffle away. A creaking noise, and the doors to the prison of Darigan Citadel swing open to usher them in.

Also by sweatshirts2

by bruno039

Melting in Moltara

The 30th day of Hiding was the hottest day of my life.

My brothers and I had woken up appallingly early, unable to sleep any longer in the unflinching heat of the still-rising sun.

by black_sunset01

The Tale of the Ixi Huntress

The white Ixi galloped through the forest, relishing the caress of the wind that tousled her fur. A Gruslen followed close behind and he barked with the exhilaration of the hunt. She slowed her pace as she caught an acrid scent on the breeze, and the petpet stopped too, sniffing furiously.

by panda_girl555
Agent 700

Agent 00 Hog sat at his Cheat table, absent-mindedly flinging card after card across the hall. He was particularly good at flinging playing cards, but today, even that could not hold his attention. It had been a long and rather boring day, the yellow Moehog thought with a sigh.

by vanessa1357924680
The Purpose of the Press

The door to Professor Lambert’s chambers creaked open. The Gnorbu looked up from his daily reading and twitched his ear. “Ah, you must be Jacob, come right this way!” he said, motioning to the seat in front of his desk. “Now, I have your file pulled out already. I gave it a read over my lunch break, I hope you don’t mind. Your résumé is very impressive indeed.”

by opossumman
700 Kougras

Bluestar the little baby Kougra had been left with a babysitter. Again. She wasn’t really upset with her owner or her favorite siblings, not at all. She understood that Jessica was working. And the others…

by spirit_wolf589
The Painted Weewoo and the Maraquan Dillema

“Boss. Boss, something’s happened.”

“What is it, you nitwits?” the shuffling of feathers. A Weewoo in a suit and tie, eliminating evidence of pastry crumbs and red jam. “I’m busy.”

Also by lute248

by cherishtwilight

Friday: Burnout

It was a particularly windy Friday morning in Neopia Central. With a cup of Black Cherry Tea in her left hand, The Editor strode forward towards The Neopian Times Headquarters, the establishment that releases Neopia’s newspaper every Friday afternoon.

by vanquishee
Usuki Singing Stars #26: The REAL Style Showdown

“Oh Patricia, your skirt is so cute!” Sparkles gushed. The pink Bruce gripped her notebook as she admired the skirt her friend was wearing. “Wherever did you get it?”

A pink Uni sighed dreamily. “I bet she bought it from the NC Mall,” she suggested. “I mean, where else could one find such a beautiful lavender skirt?”

by downrightdude

 
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"Friday: Burnout" by vanquishee
It was a particularly windy Friday morning in Neopia Central. With a cup of Black Cherry Tea in her left hand, The Editor strode forward towards The Neopian Times Headquarters, the establishment that releases Neopia’s newspaper every Friday afternoon. Being the Editor-in-Chief at the Neopian Times was possibly one of the most coveted positions in all of Neopia, right after Queen Fyora of course! Controlling the mass media was a weapon in itself as a single good review could catapult even the most mediocre restaurant to fame, like a certain restaurant in Maraqua. It was also the reason why she had to re-adjust her cap to hide her face, as a whole legion of NT fans had shown up to commemorate the upcoming issue.




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White Weewoo - The Perfect Neopian Times’ Mascot?
We all know that the White Weewoo is the official mascot of the Neopian Times, but have you ever wondered what petpet might have gotten the job if the White Weewoo hadn’t?

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by mercy_angel


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A Guide to Misunderstood Neopians
We've all done it: Unfairly judged a fellow Neopian. Sometimes it's unintentional, but it's hard not to when often only one side of the story is shown. That is the case for many unfortunate, misunderstood Neopians whose names are slandered on a daily basis.

by aquariuschick30

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The Sisterhood of Terra and Phee: Part Two
"All right, everyone! Single file! Stay with your groups, please. Terra, Phoebe, that means you two as well," the Pink Uni says. We obey, separating into our age groups, but it is from a desire to behave, not out of any kind of fear of punishment. Her voice, while firm, is far too cheerful to be truly terrifying.

by lizzy_beth_750551

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Adventures Aren't Just in Books: Part One
“Come on, up you get.”

“No.”

“You are going to have to leave your bed at some point.”

“Exactly. Some point. As in not right now.”

by kitstar1


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Saving Weewoo
This is why we need wings.To fly away!

by wokitana

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Creative Thinking
Maybe this wasn't the best plan...

by pinochle



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