The Sprinkles

Chapter 11:

      Thud!  Thud!  Thud!

      Pixie woke. She didn't know what was making that noise. She went outside yo look only to find a beetle had fallen from a tree and was caught on a vine.

      "There you go little guy!" Pixie whispered as she untangled the large beetle and set him free. She watched him slowly crawl away.

      She then got up and turned around. She looked down at the ground and saw two large black feet. She moved up to see two scrawny black legs. Again, she raised her head to find the torso and arms of a black goblin. She looked up and saw the same black figure from a couple weeks ago.

      "What are you doing here? We had a deal!"

      "I'm evil, aren't I? I can do what ever I please! BlackOnes, attack!"

      Pixie dropped down as thousands of goblins flew through the air, waking up all the Sprinkles in the village. "Stop them! Stop them now!"

      "No, I enjoy seeing my black ones eat the last glow out of every Sprinkle here!"

      "I'll stop you!"

      "Not if I eat you first!"

     

      Pixie flew down to the nearest hallow tree and flew up in it. Th here she mixed some killing potions.

      "You can run, but you can't hide from me!"

      Pixie jumped from inside of the tree onto the black figure's shoulders. "Hide this!" She took the killing potion and shoved it down his throat.

      He stood there. Looking at his feet when suddenly he collapsed. Pixie flew off him and started after some other BlackOnes terrorizing a family of Purples.

     She hopped on top of another BlackOne and shoved the potion down his throat. He stood there and fell down dead, just like the black figure did. This gave her an idea. She flew back to her house to find her family in the shelter downstairs. She told her brother how she was planning to make a lot of killing potions and kill the BlackOnes. He agreed to help her.

     "How much of this do you need?" Pixie's brother asked.

      "It's Hushelberry and I need two leaves!"

      "Ok, so two Hushelberry leaves, a pinch of green killing powder, a dash of Thillyweed dust, and three rose petals?"

      "Yes! Now, start making!"

      Pixie and her brother started mixing, and pouring, and stirring the potions. "We ran out of Thillyweed dust!"

      "I'll go get some!" Pixie said and flew down to the potion store. She broke through the window and turned on the lights. She grabbed a bag of Thillyweed dust and flew back to her house.

      "Got it!" She tossed it to her brother and they both got back to work.

      "Five hundred!" Pixie's brother wheezed.

      "I have one more!"

      Pixie mixed, poured, and stirred. "Done!" She announced and they went downstairs. "Now, me and him 'll go shove these potions down the rest of the BlackOne's throats!"

      "Wait, what?"

      Pixie took her brother's arm and tugged him outside. "There! At that Yellow's house!" They flew over, jumped on the BlackOne's shoulders and shoved the potions down their throats.

      They continued to do this until all the BlackOnes were dead. "Thank God!" Pixie said and her and her brother returned home.

      The rest of the years were fine. No more BlackOnes and no more gasoline. Pixie was glad. She continues now everyday to give the children of London sweet dreams and loves her life.