Peyton beamed at the meteor in her gloved hand. It was pretty and she wanted to keep it. Hmm, she wondered if they'd be able to. Come on, they should since it wasn't a walk in the park to catch them. Peyton pondered where to keep her meteor while she attempted for a yellow one. If she stuck it in her pockets chances were it'd float out or something. She didn't want to lose it. So, she'd keep it in her free hand.

Okay, now for the yellow meteor. Peyton "swam" higher and higher, her legs kicking at the air and hopefully at noone's face. Merlin. Couldn't these things slow a bit so she could go and pick the prettiest yellow meteor. Pfft. Well, it'd be no fun if the meteors moved as slow as snails.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Peyton's head sort of bobbed at every hit. Daaaaaang! These things were crazy! The snake giggled to herself. Good thing she was wearing protective gear or she'd be left floating in the air all knocked out.

Going for another attempted, Peyton held her gloved hand out, and if she were stepping on solid ground, she been bouncing. Unfortunately, all she could do here is kick her legs, almost resembling a frog.

She wanted a yellow meteor!

And food.