Page 67 of The Pushy Pixies Are Going Down
Terror.
Horror.
Those emotions were awful and amped up my own natural anxieties, but I ignored that as best I could. Instead, I focused ona soothing calm, one that said we were friends, one that said we could be trusted.
Once I had that centered, I pushed it out slowly.
As my magic hit each pixie, their emotions were replaced with my calm, and they stopped attacking us.
Thank goodness.
It took a few minutes for me to reach the pixies carrying the egg since there were so many on the ground level. But eventually, those pixies began to calm as well.
Once they were in my thrall, so to speak, I decided to push my luck a little.
I pulled magic from Sola—she may’ve been across the room, but we would always be connected, no matter the distance—and put the commandcome back downinto my magic.
I’d never tried to control anyone like that before, so I wasn’t sure it would work.
It felt a little… icky, like I was controlling other beings, but I had to remind myself that this was for their own good. If Winter and I didn’t get them out of here, some other exterminator might come along and poison them all, just to get the job done.
I wasn’t about that life, and I wasn’t about to let these pixies suffer simply because they were inconveniencing people. Well, they were injuring them too, but they couldn’t help their protective nature.
Come down.
Please come down.
We won’t hurt you.
We want to help you.
Come down.
Slowly, the egg carriers descended toward us. I kept up a steady stream of calm and trust as they did so.
When they were within reach, I lifted my hands to grab the egg, and that seemed to snap them from their spell.
One of the little critters screamed in their bell-like way, and the others followed before they began lifting the egg again.
But I was prepared this time.
I grabbed the large net from my back and swiped it in the air, aiming for the whole lot of them.
My aim was true, pixies, dragon egg, and all.Yes!
“Hell yeah!” Winter yelled.
As soon as I scooped them up, I tugged on the button that cinched the top of the net closed so they couldn’t escape. Then I let out my own, “Whoop!”
Winter laughed, then grabbed my hips so I wouldn’t fall as I balanced the pixies and egg. They were very, very, very angry now, so they were flying all around, trying to escape, trying to rip open the net, yelling with their bell-like voices at me, and making the net sway in my grasp.
Winter collected as much of the pixies’ nest as he could manage, throwing it in a net, but he let go of me so his null-ness didn’t make me lose the thrall of the rest of the pixies.
The ones in the egg net were flapping around like maniacs, so I held it with two hands as we slowly made our way out of the exhibit.
The other pixies were still under my spell, and they easily followed behind us, no longer attacking, only wanting to be with their fellow pixies and the egg.
As we walked around the huge dragon skeleton, I called over to the others, “Head down in front of us so the pixies don’t dust you.”
