In a strange shoe-shaped house, cackles erupt, sending the usual shivers to Stitchlies in the normal middle section of the valley. Skarvs doesn't care though, being in the middle of taking Kap for a walk while Swetzer has a nap. I can handle this, Skarvs thinks, before Kap literally consumes the leash and goes running towards the shoe house up the hill.
"OH SCHNIXEL!," Skarvs says, rushing after Kap. Skarvs shudders, now getting closer to the strange witch-Mixel's house. Kap takes one step on the lawn, immediately being taken in when a door creaks open and strings of yarn envelop Kap, taking it in. Skarvs sighs, knocking on the door. "You's a brave one, aren't you?," she cackles in a witch-like, elderly voice, "What's YOUR business!?" "Hey, I... kinda need my friend Kap back," Skarvs pleads, "I don't wish to be rude."
The Stitchlie witch, maybe even witchkie, sighs, "Well thanks fer comin' by. I'll miss this little fella." Kap is pushed out, eating a cookironi as the door is slammed shut. She then goes back to experimenting on cubits with her pet Nixel, who purrs with a "Nix!"
The End
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Mixels: A Mixful Journey Series 2
HumorShort stories centered around 4 Mixel tribes! The knitting Stitchlies, the cave-dwelling Clothians, the sleepy Goodnyghts and the futuristic MixBots! Warning: Should be read after Series 1 Stitchlies and Empress Nixel character/design concept by @_e...
