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  <author>
   <name>Lavender Quetzal</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/825950/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-11-23T13:25:37-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-11-23T13:25:37-08:00</updated>
  <title>Christmas Ornament</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/825950/Lavender-Quetzal'&gt;Lavender Quetzal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Life/'&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Drama/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 471, Reviews: 0, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;-It knew her tears. It knew she knew it was too early. It knew the eve was miles away. And so it fell, and so it died, with little more than a gasp.- A girl breaks an ornament while trimming the tree and uses it as a metaphor for the crazy, mixed-up life she's been having since her father lost his job and moved the whole family across the country.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Lavender Quetzal</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/825950/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-04-30T06:32:19-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-04-30T06:32:19-08:00</updated>
  <title>Confessions of a Sidekick</title>
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  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-04-29:story.3017935</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/825950/Lavender-Quetzal'&gt;Lavender Quetzal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Humor/'&gt;Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 5, Words: 8,154, Reviews: 8, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Brianna Prestwell is nothing special. Completely normal, completely the same as any other kid her age. You know, except for her abnormally witty sarcasm and the fact that she's the sidekick of her town's superhot superhero.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Lavender Quetzal</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/825950/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-02-25T08:49:30-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-02-25T08:49:30-08:00</updated>
  <title>A Trio of Scranimals</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3000215/1/A-Trio-of-Scranimals"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-02-25:story.3000215</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/825950/Lavender-Quetzal'&gt;Lavender Quetzal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Humor/'&gt;Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K&lt;br&gt;General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 3, Words: 342, Reviews: 0, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Based on Jack Prelutsky's book, here are three &quot;Scranimal&quot; poems that I wrote. For those who don't know, a Scranimal is an animal scrambled with another object/animal.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Lavender Quetzal</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/825950/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-02-16T17:58:12-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-02-16T17:58:12-08:00</updated>
  <title>Sally Smith</title>
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  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-02-16:story.2997717</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/825950/Lavender-Quetzal'&gt;Lavender Quetzal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/Humor/'&gt;Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Humor/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 288, Reviews: 0, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;A nice, neat little girl ignores her doctor's preposterous-sounding warning and suffers the consequences...a transformatoin into a primate. A silly little poem I wrote in 5th grade.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Lavender Quetzal</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/825950/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-02-16T15:52:34-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-02-16T15:52:34-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Rose and the Harp</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/825950/Lavender-Quetzal'&gt;Lavender Quetzal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Fantasy/'&gt;Fantasy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Fantasy/Romance&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 3, Words: 11,391, Reviews: 0, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Roselle is a poor but beautiful young girl with a debt to pay. Dalinn is an ageless minstrel with a curse to break. When you get beans and a beast involved, well, no good can come from that...can it? Story better than summary! Please review!</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Lavender Quetzal</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/825950/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2012-02-16T15:07:14-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-02-16T15:07:14-08:00</updated>
  <title>Those Annoying Forces of Magic</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2997648/1/Those-Annoying-Forces-of-Magic"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2012-02-16:story.2997648</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/825950/Lavender-Quetzal'&gt;Lavender Quetzal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Fantasy/'&gt;Fantasy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Fantasy/Humor&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 3, Words: 8,375, Reviews: 0, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;I didn't even want to stay with Aunt Kay in the first place. She's freaky. And I really could have passed on the ruthless evil sorcerer trying to kill me. But I suppose the phenomenal cosmic powers are a big upside to the situation.</summary>
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