So true to word, I think Sigmund can be a jerk. But a very cute jerk, though not as cute as Kyle. :D
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For as long as Kyle has stayed in Pixie Hollow, never had he felt such happiness and appreciation. And such nice friends. All the fairies loved and respected him, treating him not only as an individual but of someone of importance, something he never was treated as back in the town he lived in, unless you could count Fanboy and Chum Chum...
And Myrtle...she was his best friend. Never had Kyle thought would he actually have a true best friend; Fanboy and Chum Chum were just trying to get one each other's nerves that rainy day, he remembered that moment...
But Myrtle, she was definitely his best friend. Kind, considerate, admired his character...and beautiful.
Yes, as time went on, Kyle noticed just how lovely Myrtle was. Did she have any idea how wonderful she looked? How her orchid eyes shone likes flowers in sunlight? How bubbly her personality was? Kyle had noticed quite a lot.
The young wizard smiled to himself as he helped a few garden fairies cut away at some enormous daisies that were later going to be used as decor for the pixie tree. He never liked hard work, but for a fairy it seemed pretty fun.
"Hey, Kyle," called an oh-so-familiar voice.
Kyle immediately turned his head, smiling like an idiot as he saw his best friend. "Hello, Myrtle." He watched as she and a few other fairies gathered seedlings and flown over him.
Kyle sighed, unable to take his eyes away from the way Myrtle just flapped her wings as if she were a butterfly having just emerged from its cocoon. He was too busy admiring her, he hadn't noticed-
CRASH!
He crashed right into a stack of weaved baskets.
"You okay, sugar plum?"
Kyle looked up to see it was one of the garden fairies, Rosetta. Red hair like his, Kyle found Rosetta to have a personality that of a jazz singer, speaking with a cool voice and a charming personality.
"Yeah..." He replied as she helped him up. "I'm good."
"For a wizard, you sure are clumsy!" She giggled before playfully ruffling his red hair.
Myrtle turned from her work and watched them.
And she felt an uncertain feeling deep within her...
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Home...
Morning shone through the comic store window as Oz slowly awoke before raising himself up from the stack of comic books he had slept on the night before. Clutching the Man-Artica action figure he cradled as a teddy bear, he rubbed his eyes before slowly opening them, expecting to see his precious unsold merchandise.
What he saw horrified him.
There were flyers everywhere around the store, and they kept on coming as he spotted Fanboy and Chum Chum using Dollarnator as copy machine to make hundreds more of them.
"What the-?" He exclaimed. A flyer hit his face. He took it off and read. "Have you seen this wizard?" In the center was a picture of an annoyed Kyle.
"Oz, thank goodness you're awake!" Fanboy exclaimed before grabbing a stack of flyers. "It's been almost two days and no Kyle!"
"We're passing out all these flyers to everyone we know!" Chum Chum added, waving a few flyers in his hand. "Sigmund's out passing them around right now."
As if on cue, the white-haired wizard came through the door and gave a bored yawn. "Well, I see the incompetents have actually done their hard work..." He observed as Fanboy feverishly pressed the copy button over and over while Chum Chum caught the flyers shooting out of Dollarnator.
"Sigmund, did you pass out the flyers we gave you?" Chum Chum asked frantically.
"No," the white-haired wizard replied dully as he checked his nails. "I had my Griffin do it."
The screeches of an oh-so-familiar birdlike monster was heard outside.
"Okay, seriously?" Oz asked, the shock of his store being completely covered in photoed flyers still present. "Kyle really is gone?"
"What do you think we've been doing these past couple of days?" Fanboy demanded to him in an insane manner. "First he was there, now he's gone!"
"I miss Kyle!" Chum Chum cried out. "I miss our friend!"
"Kyle...friend..." Sigmund chuckled nervously. "As incompetent as he is, he's very lucky..."
"Look, Oz," Fanboy said in a serious tone as he picked up papers from the floor, "I know that you and a few others don't really care what happens to Kyle, but by golly, Chum Chum and I are going to find him or die trying!"
"Trust me, they nearly fell off a cliff," Dollarnator informed him.
Oz just regarded the two frantic boys. True, Kyle was strange kid with a lack of a lot of things, but of course he was a good friend, even to Oz. And Fanboy thinks he doesn't really care about him!
"Gentlemen..." Oz began as he heaved his chest as if to show his worth. "Get me megaphone and five-hundred gallons worth of Frosty Freeze..." He looked at the flyer in his hands once again. "We got a wizard child to find..."
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Pixie Hollow...
"My, he's quite a biggie..." Kyle stated as he and Myrtle stood atop a high treebranch as they observed a life-size baby bird standing at the edge of its nest, being instructed to flap its wings by the animal fairy known as Fawn.
"Okay, now just flap those wings!" Fawn insisted as she flailed her arms up and down to mimic flying. The bird watched in realization and excitement before it followed ,and soon, it hopped out of its nest.
"Oh, no!" Kyle gasped, fearing for the baby bird's life.
But that fear turned to astonishment as he watched the baby bird happily flying in the air. The redhead wizard gave a sigh of relief and Myrtle had to laugh.
"Don't worry, Kyle," Myrtle assured him. "Animal fairies know what they're doing. Especially Fawn."
Kyle's eyes wandered over to the animal fairy, who was helping the next baby bird. Wild chestnut brown hair and a tomboyish attitude, Kyle thought of her as someone most likely to star in a boys' basketball team.
"Hey, Kyle," Fawn called, motioning for him to come over. "You should try! I think you'd work great with animals!"
"Not with Griffins..." Kyle muttered under his breath, but he did as he was told and the next thing he knew, he was face-to-face with a shy bird whose back was pressed against the edge of the nest. "Oh, poo..."
"That's what happened with me." Kyle turned to see Tinkerbell fly down next to him. "Birds are just shy..." She smiled at the baby bird. "You have to be soft on them..." And she showed her hands to the baby bird. "Don't worry, Kyle is a good boy..."
The bird, watching Tinkerbell's slow movements, began to settle down and slowly approached toward them.
"Uh, problem," Kyle interrupted. "I don't have wings."
"Then use pixie dust," Tinkerbell insisted before she took out a small leaf-like pouch. "Terrence gave me some extra..."
"Be careful, Tink," Myrtle said as she watched her friend pour a bit on Kyle's head. "He's not use to flying without a broomstick."
"I'm sure I can manage," Kyle assured her. Suddenly, he felt his feet leave ground and he found himself rising up into the air. "Hey!" He exclaimed frantically. "What's going on?"
"You're flying," Tinkerbell informed him. "We use this pixie dust as our strength, and to help move around heavy objects."
"My, this is complicated..." He muttered as he tried to 'swim' in space.
"Just flap your wings," Myrtle instructed before she grabbed his leg and pulled him down a little. She motioned to the baby bird, whom watched everything curiously. "Just teach the bird how."
"Very well," Kyle sighed before he gazed over to the baby bird. "Alright, my feathered friend, follow dear Kyle." And he flapped his arms rapidly, as if he were in a pool and had no idea how to swim. "See?"
The bird immediately followed, flapping its arms just as fast, and soon, it was floating beside Kyle.
"Hey, I did it!" Kyle exclaimed happily. "It can fly!"
"And so can you," Myrtle pointed out as she motioned to his controlled floating. "You're becoming quite a fairy, wizard!"
"I can fly!" Kyle exclaimed as he began guiding his body through the air, enjoying the breeze and the lightness of his body. "I can fly! I can fly! I can fly!" And immediately, he was flying higher and higher into the sky.
"Not too high, Kyle!" Myrtle exclaimed nervously as she and Tinkerbell watched the redhead wizard soar higher.
"What's wrong?" Kyle asked, peering over his shoulder as he flew higher. "Sky's the limit! What can possibly-"
But before he could finish his sentence, he heard a deadly screeching. Fearfully looking up, he saw-
"A hawk!" Myrtle screamed.
Kyle screamed before he turned around and flew down, the now furious hawk behind him.
"Kyle!" Myrtle screamed.
"Sound the alarm!" Tinkerbell called to two other fairies.
Soon, the sound of a horn was heard and all the fairies that were on the ground immediately ran for shelter. But Myrtle remained as she flapped her wings and shot out toward Kyle.
"Help!" Kyle screamed as he tried to disappear through tree branches as the hawk came close behind him. Soon, he found a deep hole in some nearby tree and immediately flew toward it. The hawk, thankfully, was too big and only became angrier as it picked at the hole, trying to reach Kyle.
The young wizard panted and whimpered as his back pressed deep against the end of the tree, fearing for his life.
"Hey, bird brain!"
The hawk immediately turned around to see Myrtle floating before it, a few acorns under her arms.
"Leave him alone!" She cried before throwing an acorn at the bird, hitting directly at its beak.
Now the hawk was even more furious before it cawed threateningly at the garden fairy. Myrtle screamed before she flew off in the other direction, the hawk now after her.
"Myrtle!" Kyle screamed, poking his head out of his hiding spot.
Myrtle led the hawk on a wild goosechase, leading it through tree branches and pine cones. Finally, she was brought to open space and was greeted by the other fairies, who were armed with various fruits and nuts to use as weapons.
"Get him!" One fairy shouted before throwing a nut at the bird.
Soon, the other fairies joined in and the hawk was pelted with squishy berries and hard-surfaced chestnuts until finally, it flew off in defeat.
"Myrtle!" Kyle gasped as he flew toward his best friend, who lay against a nearby tree branch, still overwhelmed with shock. "Are you alright?"
"I think the important question is..." She began as she looked at him. "Are you alright?"
"Forget me!" Kyle exclaimed. "Are you alright?"
"More importantly, are you?" She argued. "I was the scared one here!"
"Guys, guys!" Tinkerbell intervened. "How about just telling each other you're both alright?"
Kyle and Myrtle looked at each other, then they nodded at the tinker fairy.
"We're alright," they both said in unison.
"I was so scared, Kyle," Myrtle told him softly.
"I was scared of losing my best friend as well," Kyle responded.
Again, there was silence between them, only for a few moments. Until Tinkerbell coughed.
"Okay, let's get out of here," she insisted before flapping her wings and lifting into the air. "We've got work to re-finish..."
Glancing at each other once more, Myrtle and Kyle followed behind her, the feeling of fear now gone.
But then brought a new kind of feeling.
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Home...
"Here's the megaphone, Oz!" Fanboy said as they all stood outside Oz's store. "And Chum Chum got you the Frosty Freezes!"
And in wallowed Chum Chum, who was struggling with the heavy case of the exact amount of Frosty Freeze Oz had requested.
"Oh, good," Oz sighed as he took the megaphone.
"Are you going to start a fundraiser to get money to hire searchers?" Chum Chum asked hopefully. "Using the Frosty Freezes?"
"Uh, no..." Oz said quietly. "I was just thirsty." And he took a cup of Frosty Freeze and gulped it down. "But the megaphone, I have a plan!"
"What's the plan?" Fanboy urged.
"HELP! THERE'S TROUBLE!" Oz shouted at full blast.
"Oh, great Griffins!" Sigmund exclaimed, placing his hands over his ears at the screeching sound of the megaphone. He turned to Fanboy and Chum Chum. "And I thought your plan was ludicrous..."
Suddenly, through thin air, and forming through ice wind, there stood a tall, muscular, familiar face that everyone knew.
"Man-Artica!" Everyone except Sigmund exclaimed happily.
"What seems to be the problem, good citizens?" The hero asked, his gaze scanning his surroundings.
"Man-Artica!" Fanboy exclaimed anxiously as he clutched unto his hero. "Our friend, Kyle, is missing and we need help!"
"It's been like two days!" Chum Chum added frantically.
"The evils of disappearance has taken an innocent victim!" Man-Artica exclaimed. "Fear not, good friends of the boy who does magic! Man-Artica will search high and low in the depths of space to find him!" And with a wave of his icy cape, he faded into a mist and was gone.
"Typical supernatural hero..." Sigmund muttered under his breath.
"What the heck just happened?" All eyes turned to see Lenny and Boog approach them.
"Lenny! Boog!" Fanboy cried. "Kyle's missing!"
"Is that what you two morons have been whining about this past couple of days?" Lenny sighed. "Uh! You two have been shouting 'Kyle' for like forever!"
"Wait, wizkid?" Boog exclaimed. "That kid took twenty bucks from me during a magic act and never gave it back!"
"So you'll help us?" Chum Chum asked hopefully.
"Anything to get my dough back!" Boog stated. "Come on, Lenny!" And he grabbed the other teen's arm and dragged him off. "We got some wiz punk to find!"
"Well, at least more of our friends are helping..." Chum Chum sighed sadly. "Oh, where is Kyle?"
"Probably in some cold, dark, and lonely place..." Fanboy said with a scared, dazed expression on his face.
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Pixie Hollow...
"Thank you for stopping me from getting cold, and lighting up this place to not make it dark, oh, and not making me feel alone!" Kyle chirped happily, snuggled under a blanket as he and Myrtle sat atop some giant flower high above some tree branch of the pixie tree, enjoying the warm glow of light that came from the the pool of pixie dust.
"Welcome," Myrtle said before she grabbed an acorn cup and handed it to him. "Have some honey."
"Mmm..." Kyle moaned in satisfaction. "Honey..."
"Well, hey there, sugarbies..." They turned to see Rosetta fly above them, heading for the pixie dust pool. "Just getting a refill..." She landed in front of the pool before getting a handful and splashing it against herself. "Ah, much better..."
"You're looking fetching as well, dear Rosetta," Kyle complimented.
The redhead garden fairy giggled. "Oh, aren't you the little charmer you are!"
"Well, I must say, you've got quite a lovely attitude as well," Kyle laughed.
While Rosetta and Kyle chatted, Myrtle could only watch. Really, there was nothing wrong with seeing them having a conversation. Both were redheads, had charming attitudes, witty personality...
Yet why did Myrtle suddenly feel a pang of jealousy?
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I think you know the answer! :D