Page 63 of The Pushy Pixies Are Going Down
As if reading my mind, Winter said, “Let’s go get our gear now so we don’t have to be here forever.”
“It’s like you’re inside my head.”
He snorted.
“Do you have gear for me too, or am I standing by with the kids?” Lyric asked.
Win said, “I think it’ll be better if you stay with the kids. You can get them out of the way if something goes wrong.”
“If I get dusted and end up in the hospital, I’m kicking your ass, Win,” Lyric said, but they were smiling and caught my eye. “I’ll keep the kiddies safe.”
“Thanks.” After sending them a grateful smile, I pulled out my phone and sent a text in the group chat with the twins, Lyric, Winter, and myself.
Me: We’re going to the truck to get our gear on. Meet us at the front doors after the museum closes so you can let us in.
Aeson: Sounds good. We’re ushering the last group out now.
Me: Great. See you in a few.
I sent a smiley face, a pixie emoji, and a dragon emoji. Why? No one knew.
Probably because I was the biggest dork to ever dork.
I cringed at my last text, but there wasn’t much I could do about it, so I sighed and put my phone back in my pocket.
“Let’s go, lovey.” Winter pulled me along, still holding my hand with Lyric clinging to his other arm. We probably looked like a throuple to others, but I didn’t really care what anyone thought.
Win held my hand almost the entire time, only letting go once in a while to point things out or look at his phone.
I’d never in my whole life had someone who wanted to touch me that much.Ever.
I’d never even held hands with any of my past boyfriends. At least not without my gloves on, and even then, I could only do it for so long before their emotions came through.
“Soooo… Sola,” Winter said. “What are you going to do while we’re getting the egg?”
“Hm. I hadn’t even thought of that.” I gave her a pet with my free hand. “Maybe Lyric or Aeson can hold you while I’m working? What do you think, baby girl?”
She let out a happy trill that made Winter, Lyric, and me laugh.
“Sounds like she likes that idea.” Winter gave her a pet too.
“Sure does.”
“I’m happy to hold that cutie pie anytime.” Lyric smiled. “But I’m pretty sure she’s gonna want Ace again.”
I laughed and shrugged because what could I say to that? They were likely right. But only because it’d been so long since we’d seen the kids, and Sola loved kids to begin with.
We made it outside and to my truck in no time. Luckily, I kept my pixie suits inside one of the bins in the back. I tried to stay organized, keeping all my coveralls in one bin, my pixie gear in another, and my other specialized things in other bins, with everything labeled clearly. My crates were stacked according to size—and sometimes species—and everything else was packed and labeled, leaving room for the crates, cages, and traps we used on a daily basis.
The first time Winter got a good look at my truck, he was impressed, which made me feel warm… or something.
Some people hated how anal I could be about certain things, so I was happy Winter didn’t seem to mind.
In fact, he hadn’t minded any of my quirks. Sometimes it seemed like he even liked them.
Which was weird, but maybe his weird matched my own… at least for now.
I was sure I’d get annoying to deal with eventually.
