Kyle is just SO cute! That's all I can say! :D
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Kyle yawned before slowly opening his eyes, wondering exactly where he was. Oh, that's right...he was in Pixie Hollow, inside a little room inside a giant tree, surrounded by fairies. He lifted his head from the leaf that served as his pillow before gazing around his infirmary-like room. It was nothing like a regular hospital, but, as Kyle gazed at his tended arm, it did a great job to him and had healed him nicely.
And it was all thanks to Myrtle...
Speaking of which, Kyle found her sitting in a chair made of twigs and tree sap, a giant leaf served as a blanket placed over her slumbering body. Kyle smiled as he gazed at her, touched that she hadn't left his side all night. He smiled even wider when her eyes slowly fluttered open, revealing what Kyle, for the first time, noticed was eyes the color of orchids.
"Hi," Myrtle greeted softly, smiling at the redhead wizard.
Kyle beamed. "Hello, Myrtle." Something deep inside suddenly began to race at a high rate...it was something Kyle had never felt before. But he quickly pushed it aside as Myrtle approached him with a leaf-like jug full of water and a piece of a bud from a flower. He watched as she dipped it into the jug before rinsing it and then applying it softly to his face. He felt his face becoming warm, and it wasn't because of the water from the jug...
"Feeling better?" She asked as she dabbed his forehead.
"The best," Kyle replied. "I've never slept this good before. My, this bed you fairies sleep on is very comfy!"
Myrtle beamed. "It's the tinker fairies who build the things around here, actually."
"Tinker fairies?" Kyle asked curiously.
"See, we're all divided into different types of fairies," she explained. "Each fairy is placed into a specific group and does the job of that group."
"Are you a tinker fairy?" Kyle asked.
Myrtle shook her head. "I'm a garden fairy. I plant flowers."
"Those big things outside?" Kyle asked in astonishment. "They're ginormous!"
Myrtle laughed. "Nothing a little pixie dust can't handle."
"Oh, pixie dust..." Kyle said in realization. "Yes, I usually use my magic as well..."
Myrtle gazed at him. "You know, it's still pretty surprising to actually meet a wizard."
"Well, I'm surprised as well to meet an actually fairy," Kyle confessed. "Honestly, I never believed in your kind...until now, apparently."
"Looks like we both got what we wanted to know," Myrtle chuckled.
"If I was still in Milkweed Academy, my professor would be laughing an 'I-told-you-so' at my face," Kyle cringed.
"What is Milkweed Academy, again?" She asked curiously.
"Just a school for wizards I use to attend," Kyle sighed as he rolled his eyes. "Now I'm in some normal, human school..."
"With those two boys referred to as Fanboy and Chum Chum?"
"Unfortunately," Kyle groaned.
Myrtle placed the drenched bud away and took out a neatly folded pair of clothes of some kind. They were as a purplish pink.
"Are those clothes?" Kyle asked, his eyes never tearing away from the unusual color. "For me?"
"Well, these are what the boys in our garden fairy group wear," Myrtle informed him. "I'm sorry, but your clothes seemed a little unclean so I thought maybe-"
"It's alright," Kyle assured her as he took the clothes. "Thank you. I'm sure I'll look fine in these." He gazed at the color. It reminded him of Fanboy's purple suit...
"Still thinking about home?" Myrtle asked.
"Sort of," Kyle chuckled. "I can't imagine what those two boobs are doing right now. Probably something totally unrelated to me..."
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Town...
"We got to do something totally related to Kyle!" Fanboy cried as he, Chum Chum, and their robotic friend from the future, Dollarnator, stood across the street from school. "Kyle hasn't shown up all morning!"
"I'm getting worried," Chum Chum whimpered sadly.
"Maybe he was accidentally sent to the future?" Fanboy asked Dollarnator.
"Negative," the robot responded. "I've asked Thomas Jefferson, Attila the Hun, and Spongebob but they haven't seen the wizard boy."
"We got to look for him!" Fanboy cried before jumping atop of Dollarnator and rapidly began pressing upon the videogame controls on him that served as a keyboard. "I'm going to update a map of all the places a person like Kyle would be at!"
"What about Milkweed Academy?" Chum Chum asked. "Kyle always tells us that one day he'll go back there and never see us again."
"You're right!" Fanboy exclaimed. "The only thing we have to think about now...is how to get to Milkweed."
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Fanboy banged upon the door of an incredibly massive mansion. "Hey! Hey! Hey!" He called out, waiting impatiently for whoever would answer the door.
The door opened and there stood a boy with incredibly white hair and a black suit, gazing at them in annoyance.
"Sigmund!" Fanboy and Chum Chum exclaimed in excitement. Dollarnator just waved at him.
"Oh, if it isn't friends of Kyle..." Sigmund said uneasily. "Yes, what is it you want?"
Chum Chum grabbed him by the collar and looked him right in the eye. "Kyle's missing, man!" He said hysterically.
"We thought maybe he was at Milkweed Academy," Fanboy added. "We'd like to see if he's there, but we have no idea where that place is or how to get there..."
"Ah, simple-minded friends of Kyle," Sigmund chuckled. "Allow Sigmund the Sorcerer to use his dazzling magic to take you there."
And with a wave of his hand, and sparkling smoke emerging, Fanboy and Chum soon found themselves standing upon cobblestones and before them was a huge school.
"Welcome to Milkweed," Sigmund announced. "The place where great wizards, such as me, attend."
"Wow..." Fanboy and Chum Chum muttered in amazement as they gazed at the large building.
Walking just pass them was a tall man in a blue robe with a pointed hat. Fanboy reached over and yanked him toward them, his eyes meeting his. "Have you seen Kyle?"
The tall, elderly wizard blinked. "Kyle?" His eyes narrowed. "That difficult boy hasn't been here since we happily expelled him! No, he is not here and never will be no matter how much he begs!" With a huff, he continued on his way.
"I'm not surprised," Sigmund said with yawn.
"So if he's not here at Milkweed Academy..." Fanboy pondered.
"Kyle!" Chum Chum shouted at the top of his lungs, having the others to cover their ears. "Kyle! Where are you?"
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Pixie Hollow...
Kyle walked beside Myrtle as they passed through a nicely cut pathway of giant grass. Wearing his new fairy-like clothes, Kyle gazed at his surroundings, completely entranced by the massive objects of nature he never really cared for when he was a normal-sized boy. But seeing them from a fairy's perspective...it made him realize what actual beauty he had been missing out on.
"Hello there," called a fairy in a yellow dress as she flew past them with a few other yellow-wearing fairies.
"Hi, Iridessa," Myrtle greeted as she and Kyle waved. She turned to Kyle. "She's a sun fairy."
"Sun fairy?" Kyle blinked. "What do they do?"
"Collect light from the sunset," she explained. "Then give them to fireflies."
Kyle's jaw dropped. "Amazing."
"What about you wizards?" She asked as they continued on their way. "Do you collect light?"
"Well, sort of..." He muttered quietly. "Most of the time we just cast spells and ride broomsitcks."
"Wow, interesting magic," she laughed. She stopped in her tracks before motioning Kyle to their destination. "Well, here's our garden fairy wokring place."
Kyle turned in her direction and his eyes widened. Everywhere there were beautiful and colorful flowers of white, pink, and even violet surrounded by different garden fairies wearing either pink dresses like Myrtle or purplish pink attire like he was wearing. He watched as a few fairies danced along with what appeared to be seedlings on legs as they were led away. He caught sight of a few other fairies painting a few flowers.
Then his eyes fell on a blonde-haired fairy in green, whom was using a device of some kind to help paint the flowers a little faster...
"She doesn't look like a garden fairy," Kyle told Myrtle as he motioned to the fairy in the green dress.
"Oh, no, that's Tinkerbell," she told him. "She's a tinker fairy. She's the one who makes all these awesome tools out of 'lost things'."
"Lost things?" Kyle pondered as they approached Tinkerbell.
"Oh, hey," the blonde fairy greeted before placing her device down. She smiled at Myrtle before gazing at Kyle. "You must be Kyle."
"Pleasure to meet you," he said politely before giving a humble bow. "I must say, this place you call Pixie Hollow seems absolutely amazing."
"Yeah, that's what I thought when I first came here," Tinkerbell chuckled.
"She's our newest fairy," Myrtle informed him. "She was created by one of the cutest baby laughs back in the Mainland." She turned to Tinkerbell. "So how's that new tool going? Makes painting easier?"
"At a slightly quick pace, yes," Tinkerbell nodded before picking up the device she had used earlier. "Still might need a little more of 'lost things'."
Kyle gazed at the 'tool' she had. The 'lost things' as the fairies put it were actually everyday items you would find in your home. Tinkerbell's tool consisted of a few twigs, some string, some screws, and a button.
"You made a paint gun out of those?" He asked incredulously.
"You've created something similar to this?" Tinkerbell asked.
"Not really," Kyle admitted. "I just can't imagine how anyone could make anything with a few screws and even a button!"
"Is that what these are called?" Tinkerbell gasped as she gazed at her device.
"Well, yes," he said. "The screws we use to build things, and the button is for clothing."
"Isn't he smart?" Myrtle said with a smile before nudging Kyle. Kyle felt himself blushing by her compliment.
"Yeah, maybe he can tell us more about this human world," Tinkerbell chuckled.
"Hey, Tinkerbell!" Another fairy in green called, motioning for her. "Fairy Mary wants us to drop off a few more things at the stream."
"Coming!" Tinkerbell called. She smiled at Myrtle and Kyle. "See you guys. And nice meeting you, Kyle." And she flew off.
"Wow," Kyle smiled. "Pixie Hollow is certainly very courteous. Never seen such respect before."
"Queen Clarion always says that every fairy is born with a special talent as well as kindness and softness," Myrtle told him as she led him away. "But right now we need our talent to get some work done."
"Oh, can I help?" He asked eagerly. "It's the least I can do after you've helped me out."
Myrtle blushed. "Well, sure, if you'd like..."
"Oh, goody!" Kyle said happily. "So what do we garden fairies do right now?"
"Um we take care of the seedlings," she explained as a few of them danced their way. "See, play with them a little..."
"Oh, uh..." Kyle stumbled as he neared one of them, not sure exactly what to do. "Hello, strange moving seed thing..."
The seedling just shook it's body in reply before dancing around Kyle playfully. Kyle just stood there, not sure what to do next.
"It likes you," Myrtle laughed. "It just wants to be your friend."
"Friend?" Kyle repeated softly. He smiled a bit at the dancing seedling, who jumped up and down in response.
"Come on, buddy," Myrtle told him before she flapped her wings and brought herself a few inches from the ground and leading the seedlings. "Let's take care of these guys."
"Oh, sure..." Kyle agreed as she walked beside her floating figure as he led the seedlings behind him. "...buddy."
It was a word he would treasure in his personal dictionary.
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Home...
"We got to find him! We got to find him!" Chum Chum cried hysterically as he dug his fingers into his matted brown hair.
SLAP!
"Thank you, I needed that..." Chum Chum muttered to Fanboy as he rubbed his cheek.
"I'm sure the underachiever is fine," Sigmund suggested blandly, folding his arms.
"Negative," Dollarnator told him. "The redhead wizard boy must be found or the future may be at stake!"
"And you're suppose to be the machine of the future?" The white-haired wizard questioned doubtly, gazing at Dollarnator's robotic body made entirely of an old Chimp Chomp game, hot dog steamer and other appliances.
"Well, he's not at school, he's not at Milkweed..." Fanboy cut in. "There's only one thing we can do now..."
"What's that?" Chum Chum asked.
3 Minutes later...
"KYLE!" Fanboy and Chum Chum shouted at the top of their lungs as they rushed throughout the streets of town.
Above them was Dollarnator using his jet-shoes with Sigmund riding on his back, looking bored and unfazed by the situation, however, he enjoyed the entertainment as well as they boys' lunacy.
"WHERE ARE YOU?" Fanboy shouted.
"COME OUT! COME OUT! COME OUT!" Chum Chum cried.
"What the heck is going on?" Cried their friend Oz as he poked his head from his comic book store.
"Will those two shut up?" Lenny cried in utter stress as he looked out the window of the Frosty Mart.
"Only twelve more years until retirement..." The teacher Mr. Mufflin muttered as he rubbed his aching eyelids from his car as he parked next to the school.
"This is their plan?" Sigmund asked, unimpressed, as he and Dollarnator watched the two boys run around like maniacs, disturbing the townspeople with their shouting.
"Eh, like lightbulbs, they can be bright," Dollarnator explained. "But they can also be bright for a minimum of time..."
"KYLE! KYLE! KYLE! KYLE! KYLE! KYLE! KYLE! KYLE! KYLE!" The two crazy boys chanted as they hopped from one street to the other.
"Will you kids keep the racket down?" Their school cafeteria lady shouted, waving a spoon threateningly from inside her kitchen.
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Pixie Hollow...
Night finally came upon the land and all the fairies retreated to their homes for a good night's sleep. Kyle laughed Myrtle told him a joke as she flew them over the garden toward her home. They had spent all day working and playing and Kyle got to know the other fairies as well as they got to know him and his human world.
"I haven't had this much fun in ever!" Kyle said with giddy enthusiasm as Myrtle landed at the doorstep of her home. "Being a garden fairy is so much fun!"
"I'm glad you like our lifestyle," Myrtle chuckled as she opened the door of her flower-like home. "Well, this is my place."
As they stepped inside, Kyle gazed toward the small but quite lovely place known as Myrtle's home. A desk made of rocks and sticks stood at a nearby corner, a few trinkets dangled from the ceiling, and large flower heads were plastered on the walls.
"My, what a lovely place you have," he observed.
"Thanks," Myrtle said before she reached into a nearby cupboard and pulled out what appeared to be a golden leaf folded up. "Here a blanket. I've set up a nice patch of leaves for you to sleep on over there by the window." She motioned to a neatly stacked pile of golden leaves set against a wall where a the moonlight shone out of the window. "Hope it'll do."
"Oh, it'll do fine," Kyle assured her before coming over and patting the leaves with a smile. "Thank you."
"No problem," she said. Then her smile faltered. "Kyle, I know I've said this before, but I promise you I'll find a way for you to get back home."
Kyle looked at her, touched by her determination. "Oh, don't worry, Myrtle," he assured her. "Honestly, I feel much at home right now..."
It was the truth. Never had he felt so welcomed and cared for in such a magical place...
"Well, yeah..." Myrtle chuckled as she averted her eyes. "I mean, you are my friend. And friends help friends."
"Too true," he nodded.
They stood there in silence for quite a while; neither could stop looking at the other.
"Well, good night," Myrtle said quickly, breaking the awkward silence, flying away to her bedroom. "See you in the morning, Kyle."
"Yes, goodnight..." Kyle said softly, watching as she left. He smiled like a fool for a few moments before he laid down on his new bed and draped the leaf over his tired body. He looked out the window, the moonlight washing over him like a midnight blue sea...
Honestly, he didn't miss home.
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