Mixels: A Mixful Journey Series 2

Kitty! Ducky!

"Sneek, what's the po-o-oint of this..." Swetzer groans, having been "forced" by Skarvs to look after Nyarn. Sneek chuckles sitting on his favorite rock-made rocking chair, "Skarvs not even finish speak! You accept on instant." Swetzer scoffs, focusing on pretending to read a newspaper, despite not having eyes and knowing he's right.

Meanwhile, Kap and Nyarn are trying to figure out a shape sorting toy, the two having difficulty with fitting the square peg through the round hole. "Kap... this'd fit nyeatly into the square hole nya!" Kap growls and barks, knowing he wants to go against the laws of nature.

Nyarn sighs, pulling out a medium blue/lime cubit. Kap wags it's south, stampeding and ramming into the cubit with full force. Speaking of stampedes, a stampede of wild RedBulls stamps the Mixels flat. Then they rise up, now having made a winged mix. With it's almighty power, it fits the square peg in the round hole.

...and also shatters the shape sorting toy.

As Kap is triumphant, Nyarn yawns, settling on Swetzer's lap. "Sneek what the muck do I do," Swetzer hisses in a harsh whisper, looking over the newspaper. "Maybe wait. Til Nyarn wakey!," Sneek suggests. "I'll be dead when that happens," Swetzer says, imagining Nyarn sleeping on his withered remains.

Swetzer gets up, Nyarn sliding onto the floor. "Nyaaaaawn..." Nyarn heads to sleep in front of Sneek. Sneek grins, but accidentally moves their foot, crushing Nyarn's tail. "HISSSS," Nyarn jumps up, whacking Sneek on the face with her unfurled and elongated tail. As Sneek faints, a shirt covers up Swetzer and Kap, coming up to reveal a mix.

The mix waves a red flag, "Gato, gato!!" Nyarn pounces... and ends up in the mix's lap. After they de-mix, Swetzer groans agonizingly from now being in the same situation.

The End