|Still thwarting Sloth's mind control...
||Issue: 804 | 3rd day of Storing, Y19
|Master of Ceremonies: Part TenYou are the most beautiful Neopet to have ever lived... |
|We Ought Never To Have Done It: Part SixWent to clean his dishes and he asked me whether or not I believed in my other self. |
Also by icanhaskaila
|A trip to the Seven Wonders of the (Neopian) World: Part FourThen all of a sudden the wind just stopped, the sand that had previously been lifted into the air dropped back to the ground and everything was still.|
|The Dark Faeries' Plot: Part FiveWhat do you mean, you were working to destroy an asteroid?|
|The Magical Transporter: Part TwoKatniss was running through the forest, looking for help. She had just seen her owner Calleigh disappear together with her sister Amy.|
|My Childhood Neohome: Part ThreeThe walls were a soft grey and the carpet was plushy and warm beneath their feet. Three windows lined one wall, allowing the room to be lit with natural light during the day.|
|A Pound Story: Part FourFinally, the time was here. Using the pictures from the photo shoot, a campaign had been made to show everyone the great pets who were waiting to be adopted, and Ihae was pleased to note it seemed to be working. |
|Skipping School: Part ThreeAll my legs were bound, my wings had been tied roughly together, I was gagged and blindfolded, I had no idea where I was...|
|Defenders of Neopia - Where They've Been: Part Two After days of listening to the guards’ footsteps he figured out their schedule.|
|A Night in the Haunted Woods: Part TwoYou look around the coffee shop. Everything is so clean and shiny and gleaming! Surely this place must have just been built, like maybe five minutes ago.|
Also by chuckie001 and jena92
|Ballindalloch: Part TwoIt didn't occur to Avery until much later — three or four days later, in fact — that it didn't matter in the slightest whether the house's original family was nice.|
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"The Cryptid Club Files: The Jubsquatch" by broadway_bby
"A … a Jubsquatch?"
Katy the white Shoyru stared incredulously at her best friend.
Maud, unfazed by Katy’s apparent disbelief, beamed back at her. "Oh yes, I’m quite sure of it. There’s no other logical explanation. I even have proof!"
It was Maud and Katy’s first official Cryptid Club meeting. Because the principal had not approved their club form, however, they were forced to squeeze club time into their study hall block. Ever since they were little, Maud had always been a conspiracy enthusiast. From investigating a society of Grundos living in the sewers under their quiet neighborhood, to suspecting the flower shop attendant was involved in a Tigersquash-themed cult, Katy had heard it all. This was the first time, however, that Maud had claimed to have some sort of tangible proof other than a gut feeling.
The plushie Cybunny rifled through her backpack and produced a large, white envelope. Inside, there was a thick stack of developed pictures, held together by an old crisp bag clip. Maud set them down on Katy’s desk with a flourish. "Feast your eyes!"
Tentatively, Katy picked up the incriminating evidence and removed the crisp clip. The pictures in question were snapshots of a muddy field, though the shattered gnomes and ceramic Slorg statues suggested that they were, in fact, pictures of a former vegetable garden. The plot had been decimated of all edible greenery, save a few wilting potato plants. Among the holes and fallen plants, a large imprint could be seen. If you squinted at it, it could maybe look like a foot print. Katy looked back at Maud.