Sticky
Thanks for all the reviews! Hope you like Sticky! Also, so sorry for not updating for so long – I had a very busy weekend, and Monday and Tuesday were similar. Also, to Avian – how did your exam go? Glad you're back!
Powers description:
Sticky- She has the ability to glue people or objects with sticky marshmallow orbs, or create mountains of fluffy marshmallow. She can also blow things up with marshmallow bombs, can withstand getting smashed, stabbed, and pulled apart, and can puff herself up and explode to cause more mess.
Sticky couldn't sleep.
She kept tossing and turning, trying to get comfortable in her bed. But it just wasn't working.
Why?
She was on the roster tomorrow. So why did her bed choose today of all days to be hardy and pokey?
She got up, and stretched, checking the time on her alarm clock.
Midnight. Great.
She sighed and sat back down. She just couldn't get the lumpiness of her mattress to soften.
She puffed herself up slowly, hoping that it would make her more comfortable. But it didn't. It just made her feel hot and stuffy.
She opened the balcony door, hoping the night's summer air would cool her down, but to her dismay it was as hot outside as it was inside. She sighed and lay back down.
Then, her mind lit up.
She had an idea.
When Minty came in the next morning, to wake up her usually bright and bushy-tailed sister, she opened the door to a portrait of soft pastel colours.
"What the-" she charged into the marshmallow, pushing her way upwards. It was like being five all over again, on the enormous bouncy castle at her cousin's party. Eventually, she reached the middle, which was sunk downwards. Peering forwards, she spotted her sister, frowning and thrashing about in her sleep.
One thing about Minty is that she hates to see her sisters in pain. Especially Sticky, as she was the baby of the family. So she immediately began to run down, only to trip and go tumbling.
Sticky woke up suddenly when Minty landed on top of her. "Oof! Minty?"
Minty sat up. "What is this? And why were you so ... Disturbed?"
Sticky frowned. "I couldn't sleep - my bed was really uncomfortable. So I made marshmallow to sleep in, but I still can't!" She lamented, getting up. As she stood and withdrew the marshmallow from the room, she faced away from Minty.
Suddenly, she heard low chuckles behind her. "I think I know why you had trouble sleeping, bookworm!"
Sticky felt a strange tugging in her back, and spun around. Minty had a small candy cane bookmark clutched in her hand.
"You might want to be careful the next time you throw yourself on your bed." Laughed the green girl. "You could get back pains."
"I can't believe that was buried in my back the whole time! Mod, how did I not sense that?" Exclaimed Sticky, taking the bookmark from her.
Minty laughed again. "The woes of being immune to stabs, sis. You sleep today, I'll take your place on the roster."
"Thanks Mintz." She said, then she flopped back on her bed, which didn't feel so lumpy anymore. Just before she fell asleep, she threw the bookmark across the room.
It was always a thorn in her side anyway.
Well, only two racers left now! Everyone's favourite ditz'll be coming up next, then we'll round it off with a chapter about our lovely president, and of course, we'll see the racers at their best in our very end chapter!
This is Sticky (a.k.a Miss Wipplesnit) signing off for the night! Goodnight!