A brand new day

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Nimbie yawns, stretching her arms into the air, she gets up noticing her brother has gotten up before, while her sister is still sound asleep. She gets ready to go outside again, she puts her floral dress with pink flowers on it, and a hat with a white ribbon on it. She brushes her hair, and puts her socks on, she grabs her shoes to put them on, she ties the laces in a cute bow. 


she walks downstairs, and walks to the kitchen were her mom  is making food for a picnic, her dad opens the basement door, and walks into the living room. She walks outside where her brother is setting up the picnic on the green grass in the flower medow, she walks towards the hill, and starts running up it, she makes it up, and yells "Moxie! Are you here?!" she stops shouting, and sits down waiting for a reply

Moxie's pov

I hear a shout coming from the hill top, I realize that the voice is Nimbie, I start running up the hill, but make sure I don't run into the force feild. I say in exitment "Hey!"

Nimbie looks back at me she says back "Hi! I was waiting to talk to you" I reply back "Sorry I was helping my mom put the body- I mean pick flowers in the feild!" I start to sweat hoping that she doesn't realize what I said "Ooo you picked flowers can I see?" I start panicing "YEAHHH Let me go get themmm heh.." I start sliding down the hill, hurrying to grab a basket, and shoving flowers in it, I run back up with the flowers in hand, "back!" i shout making sure Nimbie heard me, Nimbie stands up turning around "You should make a flower crown!" Nimbie suggests, I reply to her suggestion "Your right! It would look really pretty!" I smile calmly. Me, and Nimbie sit down, we play rock paper sissors, our match gets interupted when her mom yells "Nimbie! The picnic is ready! Come down from the hill, you can pick flowers, or whatever later!" I frown in my head, "Sorry Mox I gotta go with my family for our picnic!" I wave bye, watching her slide down the hill getting her frilly dress all messy.

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