Page 116 of The Pushy Pixies Are Going Down
“I’m gonna dive for it!” I yelled, then rushed forward before the others could stop me.
The swarm of pixies all aimed right for me.
All. Of. Them.
There were so many, I couldn’t see anything at all. I yanked out my spray, but they ignored the repellent altogether. It wasn’t working at all.
Pixies hit me from all directions, blocking my path as they came at me as one. They were such a large force that they shoved me backward.
They pushed so hard, I skidded on my feet, and then my heel hit a branch or something, and the next thing I knew, I was falling backward.
Because the gear was so big and bulky, there was nothing I could do to catch myself.
I fell and crashed hard on my ass and back. The air was knocked from my lungs, and I couldn’t breathe. My feet ended up in the air from the force of my fall. I heard the others yelling, but I couldn’t catch my breath to respond. My lungs wouldn’t work.
Someone pulled on my foot, and I figured it was Win or one of the kids, but then I was yanked so fast, I hit my head on a rock.
“Ahhh!” I strangled out a yell. “S-s-st-stop!”
The plants and bushes above me flashed past at a dizzying rate.
What the hell were they doing?
“S-stop! Win!”
I finally managed to pull my head up, and my breath left me again.
It wasn’t Winter pulling me. It wasn’t one of the kids.
It was a big group of pixies.
“Wh-what the fuck?”
I didn’t even know pixies were capable of pulling the weight of a full-grown man.
I didn’t know they could work together well enough for that.
I glanced around.
Where the hell was I?
What part of the gardens was I in?
My eyes widened when I realized I couldn’t see the others.
Oh shit!
Where were they?
Win?
Chaos?
Aeson?
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuucccckkk.
“W-Win!” I choked out, then coughed. Apparently, my ribs were hurt from the fall, but I ignored the pain and took a deep breath. “Winter!” I coughed again. “Aeson! Chaos!”
