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 | An Altador Cup DilemmaIt was a sunny Saturday morning and Calodrun, a Halloween Bori, was having a cup of Breakfast Tea with Raspberry Scones and clotted cream. He reached over for the newest issue of the Neopian Times, which boasted "ALTADOR CUP PRESS TOUR" across the top. It was all over the news and NeoTV, the Altador Cup, because it was the biggest event of the summer. collaborated with sunshine482
by k3l26 |  | The Case of the Enchanted AmuletA mystery of a missing Amulet... a case in which the famous Detective Tenicie must solve!
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"The Case of the Enchanted Amulet" by innosently
I awake to a sound that didn't belong. It was in-between an old lady cackle and the cackling of the fireplace... which was NOT currently lit. I am about to go back to sleep until I see something or someone shift under the shadows of my curtains. Now I am WIDE awake. I throw my covers to the side.
"Who's there?" I ask unintelligibly.
It’s okay... I reassure myself. I’m still fighting to stay awake. I am sure that I’m not mistaken as I see a crescent moon like grin and a pair of golden eyes akin to two Neopoints. I blink, and the thing by the window is gone in a flash. Instinctively, I go to a picture frame that I find has been moved. I’m quite the perfectionist and find it uncharacteristic of the portrait to be askew. I quickly remove the frame from the wall and let out a strangled gasp.
My secret vault has been opened and my very rare Enchanted Amulet has gone missing! A terrible knot, like the knotted cloth necklace I had recently gifted a friend, tightens up my insides. My throat has gone as dry as the Lost Desert. I run to my window and look down at the clear front yard. There HAD been somebody at the window. I hadn’t been dreaming... and whoever it was stole my Enchanted Amulet. For some reason, my mind is working faster than usual and I run to the nightstand next to my bed, shaking the Baabaa lamp and bottle of water right off the surface.I do not take notice of the broken contents now at my feet as I find what I was looking for. I hold up a business card. In a simple black, bold type font, it reads: Tenicie Sheridan Holman Private Detective.
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