Kid Quest

Trixie

Trixie walked through the front door of her house, her neck and shoulders wet from the sprinklers outside. She shook the water off and ran to her room. There, she began putting things in her backpack to go find Orlan. Specifically a water bottle, two candy bars, a doodle pad in case she got bored, and a big box of her most favorite candy...Nerds. She loved how small and colorful they were, and that they were tart. She zipped up her bag and grabbed her jacket, it probably wouldn't take that long to find him, he's not very good at hiding.

With her things packed and her resolve high, Trixie set out for the playground three blocks away, arriving just as the sun began to peek through the clouds. It hadn't rained since this morning, but the clouds stayed all day. In fact, the clouds were so thick that the sun cast several visible rays across their surfaces. Finally, she arrived at the spot she last saw Orlan. As before, the playground equipment showed no signs of damage, and Orlan's things were nowhere to be found, but of course these details weren't a notion in Trixie's mind.

She took off her bag and set it aside. Trixie had no experience, as one may assume, with the magical or the supernatural, her and Orlan were only 4 after all. She did, however, have plenty of pretend experience. And so, as she believed one would most obviously do in such a situation, Trixie pulled her doodle pad out of her bag and did her best to quickly draw a sketch of the playset on which she stood. She then began asking the leaves, sticks, and rocks if they'd seen a small boy around the playset. To her disappointment, no one cared to comment.

It was then that she asked herself where he could've gone, and began to rigorously inspect the area around where he'd been on the playset, going so far as to take a magnifying glass to every foreign piece of playground material on the playset. Perhaps his parents had picked him up, and she didn't notice because they'd recently taken up being ninjas. Maybe he was invisible, and she couldn't find him because he'd run away in a panic. 'Or,' her thoughts stopped as she herself did, her eyes now fixated on a large glowing hole in the middle of the playset, one that had not been there before, 'maybe he went in there.'

She took note of her belongings and the time of day, and without a second thought, leaped into the hole. Wherever Orlan was, she knew it wouldn't last very long before she found him, not with how bad he was at hide-and-seek.