Mixels: A Mixful Journey Series 2

Good Newz

9 other Mixels sit around Nitti as it reads the newspaper within the abode of the three Stitchlies. Mixel Land news is usually delayed on account of barely any delivery Mixels being as up-to-snuff as Zorch before the big Mixopolis move occurred. Nonetheless, Nitti was intrigued and called over a meeting with Crocsu's help.

"WOAH! Front page news has... Mixel Land news? Apparently by the seaside portion of Mixel Land... a battle occurred. Blah blah blah... Limbsters discovered... blah blah blah... Mixel with big south is launched as a weapon by a megamax..." Nitti sighs, noticing the absence of the usual Mixel Moon section. Nitti also notices the credits page in the newspaper has been taken out. Nitti hopes it wasn't done by that smiling Newzer that brought the paper.

Skarvs is about to help Nitti feel better until it's face lights up with joy, "KING NIXEL IS DEAD GUYS!!" Beddy and Jeanne exchange glances, "Yeah. But they gots new leader." Nitti deflates but doesn't take it that badly overall.

Then Swetzer picks up on a very distant, "Nix nix nix!" She grabs some cubits, "GUYS WE GOTTA GET O-O-OUTSIDE!!!" The 10 Mixels barely escape as a swarm of Nixels stream in, a nasty amount even for normal standards. Major and King Chefnix stand within the Nixel airship, announcing over a megaphone, "ALRIGHT YOU NIXELS," the culinary Nixel shouts, "BON APPÉTIT."

The swarm of Nixels commences, consisting of even stronger ones with flyswatters, cannons, plungers, spears and various weapons. At the same time, the MixBots make their entrance, dead-set on finding a cubit shard. "WE, WHO ALIGN WITH NIXELZZZZ, SHALL GET OUR-" Rayzo and the other 2 MixBots are interrupted, quickly being chased by a couple of muscle Nixels. Toolz-E rushes in, slamming them back with his big arms and eye laser, "HELLO FRIENDS. I AM BACK." Ph0ne cheers, grabbing out a cubit to max with them. Maxes of Stitchlies, Clothians and Goodnyghts also form, as a confusing mish-mash of a battle happening. MixBots defend against both the other maxes and Nixels, with the maxes being uncoordinated, in danger of splitting.

Meanwhile, Sneek and Lankzo just watch, not saying much. Sneek and Lankzo look at each other, a cubit being offered by the dripped-out Clothian, "Mix? You want?" Lankzo grins, biting the cubit, a shooting star literally shooting the Mixels into a lanky futuristic mix... with a hat! The mix uses it's extendable legs to sneak onto the cloud ship, taking off their hat which is equipped with sharp blades that buzzsaw a hole the mix can squeeze through. The mix gets trapped in a mere bunny trap however, as the Nixel leaders were very much prepared.

The airship opens on one side, metal clanking as Lord Chefnix holds the mix by the legs, "LOOK NOW MIXELS! I have your precious little freinds, gueheheh... SURRENDER and we miiight consider sparing you." The Clothians max looks desperately, the three faces chittering, quacking and barking. It prompts the Stitchlies max to throw it at Lord Chefnix, a solid heeled kick being landed directly to his face. It grabs the Sneek/Lankzo mix with its mouth and Major's megaphone with their hand. Major backs away meekly as the max resembling 3 Mixels in a trenchcoat speaks.

"YOU IDIO-O-OTS!!," silence befalls the struggle, "We're all Mixels, RIGHT!? WELL, as a friend said.. we o-o-ought to mix together and make things BETTER!" The maxes nod, the Goodnyghts and MixBots forming a megamix. The Clothians max jumps down, also making a megamix with the Stitchlies max. Two giant hands knit together the two megamixes. They roar as the Nixels cower. The megamixes easily clear out the storm. Yellow electric sleepy laser blasts fire as super strong yarn forms, with plenty of varying colors, ensnaring Nixels and giving them some great Mixels merchandise.

After all is said and done, the Nixels retreat, barely any left after the battle. Major grits his teeth, almost even considering allowing Mixels on their side again. His head pounds painfully though, since he'd never want that.

Major sighs, ready for him and Chefnix to hit the hay. Major notices the leak has given way to a black shiny goo. He recognizes this as melted nixelite. Major sighs, "Alright Schnix," he rolls his eyes, "What feeble plan do you have this time?" Eyes glow from the puddle, plastic clicking together as Schnix is finally awakened.

"Heya bestie!!"

The End