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What...GAH! This was NOT cool! Kennedy has always imagined pixies to be nice and help you how to fly like Tinker Bell, but these...these were more like mini demons. He ducked when he saw one of the little freaks head straight for him.

Hehehe!

He was too fast for it...

OUCH!

Kennedy was hauled back by his hair. The little freak had him! Oh noes, it was going to eat his brains out. Not really...maybe. The fourteen year old reached behind his head, but the darn pixie kept pulling his hair even more. How could he stun it if he could only see. He had two choices; try to walk the opposite direction the pixie was pulling or yanked the thing away from him. Either way, he was loosing some hair. Going for option two, Kennedy reached the pixie and pulled.

That hurt.

Throwing the pixie back into the air he pointed his wand at it and said, "Stupefy!" He let out a sigh of relief when the thing fell on to the ground, motionless. Stupid thing.

This time it wasn't like with the toadstool. Kennedy didn't feel bad for the little pixie. It had hurt him, so now he was going to take it's cap off. M'hm. He held the top and gave it a twist, once he had it he deposited the cap into the box.

Now, could he please not get his hair pulled again. It was a painful experience.