Page 50 of The Pushy Pixies Are Going Down
“Technically, no one can tell me I can’t bring her somewhere, including to work, so my boss is stuck. But he’s not happy about Clucky being here with me. Not sure why. She doesn’t bother anyone at all. She literally just hangs out with me, usually not even making any noise.”
“She’s such a good girl,” Miles said, sort of in his baby voice, talking to Clucky.
It made me grin, and I saw Chaos roll his eyes, although he looked more… fond and less annoyed or pissed than when we first came over here.
“How long’s your break?”
“Thirty minutes.”
Without missing a beat, Miles asked, “What do you want for dinner? I’ll order something to be delivered for all of us, if you don’t mind us joining you? We haven’t eaten yet either.”
Chaos eyed him for a long time with an indescribable expression on his face. “You don’t have to do that.”
Miles grinned at him. “I know. I want to.”
The kid let out a long sigh, somehow looking frustrated and sad at the same time. “Ask Ace what he wants. I don’t care.”
I frowned at him. “Are you okay?”
He shot me a glare. “Yeah, sure. It’s a ball hanging out in this glass coffin all night long.”
I leaned toward Miles and mock-whispered, “The sarcasm is strong with this one.”
Miles snorted, and the teen rolled his eyes, but I saw his lips twitch.
“I’ll call Lyric.” I stepped back so the two of them could continue talking—luckily there wasn’t a long line or anything, so everyone else was purchasing their tickets from the other booth.
Lyric answered on the third ring.“Why hello, long lost bestie.”
I snorted. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means that I haven’t seen you in weeks.”They sounded like they were whining. Loudly.
“I’ve been busy.”
“With your new beau.”It wasn’t a question, and they didn’t sound mad at all. They sounded amused. Teasing.
“You’re coming over this coming weekend, aren’t you?”
“I sure aaaaammmm.”
“I’m looking forward to seeing you too, you know.” They were right that we hadn’t been hanging out as much lately, and I did miss them, even if I didn’t regret all the time I’d been spending with Miles.
“Well, clearly, babes. I’m the life of the party.”That made me snort.“So what’s up? If you’re out with your boo, why’d you decide to call little old me?”
Rolling my eyes, I checked on Miles and Chaos and smiled at the two of them chatting. Miles looked happy, and even though he was trying to hide it, even Chaos was smiling, albeit very tinily.
I cleared my throat. “Actually, Miles and I are at The Museum of Supernatural History where Aeson and Chaos work. They need our help with a pixie problem.”
They gasped.“Are the kids okay?”
That made me smile. All three of us—Miles, Lyric, and me—really cared about these two kids. “They’re fine, but they have garden pixies inside the museum, causing chaos and hurting people.”
“Oh, that’s weird that they’re inside.”
“Agreed. Any way you could come over here tonight and see if you pick up any curses or magic items or anything?”
“Uhh… yeah. I can do that. But… I might have to borrow your null-ness while I’m there. Museums are usually filled with a ton of stagnant magic so it can be overwhelming.”
