Second chance to love you

Conditions and side effects ( edited)

"I'm Travel Sized For Your Convenience. If I Were My Real Size, Your Cow Here Would Die Of Fright."

"I'm surrounded by idiots. "

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Akira slowly opened her eyes, and her consciousness drifted away from her and came back. She rose to her elbows groggily. Her head hammered with each movement, and her body screamed in protest.

Akira wondered why her body felt drained and dead, she felt high and sick at the same time. Defeated, she slumped on the bed. She rolled over onto her tummy, feeling too tired and lazy to wake up. Akira didn't want to wake up. The bed was so soft and smelled so good, the scent was luring her back to sleep.

She inhaled a greedy gulp of this scent and sighed in contentment. She moved closer to the scent and touched something warm. She moved closer to it, but it avoided her. She edged closer, trying to grab it but it kept evading her. Tired, Akira slowly cracked half her eyes open, it was Ethan.
Was it a dream? Ethan's blurred smile was like a breath of fresh air for her. Ethan's large hand gently caressed her face, Akira let out a sigh, this is how it should be. Akira closed her eyes to enjoy this moment.

Ethan chuckled, calling her with his smooth velvet voice. "Akira."

"Mmhmm"

"Baby?"

"Hmm?"

"Get off me, your weight is heavier than an elephant !!"

"What?!" Akira rose and Ethan wasn't there, the pixie girl from before was there instead.

"AHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Akira exploded in a shrill scream.

"Calm down. "

Calm down?! Who are you and what the hell are you ?!"She screeched.

"I am harmless." She persuaded.

"And I'm a penguin and about to take off for Atlanta. I'm not falling for that crap." Akira spoke skeptically, aiming her pillow as if it were a dangerous gun.

"Pfft please, and you think a pillow is your best weapon."

"As long as I am away from you my gosh, IT MOVED!" Akira yelped, shuffling farther away from the girl, with her pillow tightly gripped in her hand she slammed it hard on the petite girl. Hard enough she was knocked off the bed and landed with a thud.

"OW! First off, OW! What was that for?! Not cool! And second, WHAT DO YOU MEAN' IT'?!" The pixie girl barked, her face twisted, her offense evident on her face. Her face scrunched up in displeasure. She glared at Akira while soothing her aching bum.

"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU THEN?!! AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON MY BED?! HEY, STAY DOWN, HE. SIT! SIT! "Akira shrieked wagging her weapon like a sword.

"I know not of who you are or how I came to find you but may I just say ..Crackhead, do I look like a dog to you?! "The pixie said rolling her eyes.

Akira narrowed her eyes at the girl.

"If the shoe fits, Last time I checked humans don't glow, so you aren't exactly human either are you?" Akira retorted, with her pillow ready to fight.

"And you seriously think a pillow will save you? "She retorted glancing at Akira's so-called weapon with a raised eyebrow.

" I know what I'm doing," Akira said, watching her waerly.

"Don't hurt yourself, sweetheart." The girl rolled her eyes.

And just when Akira was thinking of slapping her with the pillow again and making a run for it, the pixie started bawling out dramatically on my floor.