"Who? Who's coming?" the Yellow said.
"Them." Pixie replied.
The Yellow was starting to get frustrated, but new she was just scared to death. "Who's them, Sweetheart?"
"I don't know exactly. A dark, creepy figure told me that they were coming."
"Oh dear," the yellow said, "I know who's coming. We haven't seen them in more than one thousand years. We lost their exact where-abouts. The BlackOnes have returned."
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The Sprinkles
FantasyPixie is a sprinkle. Sprinkles help children of the world sleep with good dreams. The children don't know that they are there, but they are. One day along the way of granting her child's dreams, Pixie sees something that she has never seen before. S...
