Mixels: A Mixful Journey Series 2

Nixels 57: in Space!

One frosty evening, the nightlight moon turned on, waking the nocturnal tribe with its glaring light. It was now time to resume their tribal activities...

That is, if they had any.

Beddy yawned, having had a pretty good night's sleep ever since she recently retired as leader of the Goodnyghts tribe. She looked to her left, seeing that Awak and his conjoined sis-bro Slep had already gotten up. Or... just Awak. Slep is always asleep. For two days every other week, Awak sleeps while Slep is awake. Beddy chuckled at some memories of this.

She trudged out of the inn, something the Goodnyght culture greatly valued. "That inn. It was nice," Beddy says, observing the many oddly structured inns that dotted the flat and uneven snowy landscape, ones with several Goodnyght Mixels lumbering out, "Awaaak," she said in a groggy but soft voice. "Howdy Beddy!," says the only perky voice in the immediate area, one with a light country accent and accompanied by loud snoring coming from Slep, "I'm jus' makin' sure the sidewalks here are spick and span!" "Awak, we have no sidewalks," Beddy says. "Nonsense," Awak rebukes, "The world's our sidewalk!"

Beddy chuckles, feeling a Goodnyght power nap coming on, but being alerted by a scream in the distance. Awak and Beddy rushed over, no other Goodnyghts even paying mind to the Nixelstorm chasing a floating cloud Mixel, "HELP!" The Goodnyghts all collectively shrugged, feeling like it'd be too much work.

A flurry of "Nix nix nix!," was heard as the Mixel got absorbed by the Nixelstorm. Awak looks to Beddy, holding a brown and red cubit, "Beddy! We've gots to-" "ZZZZ," Beddy snores, having a power nap. Not knowing how long it'll last, Awak does some quick thinking, bashing Slep's soft pillowy head against a rock. He wakes up, agitated beyond belief. "Wha- WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?" Slep notices the Nixelstorm. Her eyes half close with determination to resume a fantastic dream, "Alright, I gets it." Slep lets out a giant yawn, one that forms into a soft cloudy ring that puts the entire Nixelstorm to sleep. The Mixel tumbles before the others, Beddy having just woke up.

"H-hey guys! This storm... kinda chased me from the opposite side of the moon..." the Mixel says, gasping for air, "Well, we oughta max-" annnnd the Mixel falls asleep. The Nixels wake back up, swarming around them.

Awak shrugs as Beddy grabs his cubit, the two being put in a nice comfortable sleeping bag. The sleeping bag shakes around, mixing the Mixels into a huge pillow-looking mix. The mix's 5 eyes look around, but ultimately close as the Mixel body slams the Nixels, protecting the now-nixed Mixel. The Nixels retreat and the mix splits, Beddy breaking a cubit and restoring the strange Mixel's colors.

"Aight, we didn't get off on the right foot," says the Mixel in a low raspy voice as she adjusts her hair, "I'm Yume. Thanks for un-nixing me. What's your names?" "I Beddy." "And I'm Awak! This'n here's my sleepy sis-bro Slep!" Slep smiles in his sleep. "Nice to meet you guys!," Yume says, "I'm a dream eater. And... I tried to eat those fella's dreams... but it tasted HORRIBLE! And... they got angry at me and began chasing me."

"No need for apology," Beddy grunts as Awak picks up a transmitter, "But... we do need fighter! Goodnyghts... only got Awak." "Guys!," Awak says, "Accordin' to this device, there be other Mixels on that planet down yonder!" The other two Goodnyghts gleam happily, even Slep giving approval in her sleep. Awak walks over to his spare ship-space, the only one on the Nightlight moon.

"It's time."

The End