Keeley skipped cheerfully into the waiting room, hoping she was in the right place. It was lucky that she had never actually been here, even though she was a hard-core klutz. But Super Hero Gold or Mega Awesome Cela always seemed to be around when she was unconcious. Though in that battle last year, she had been seen by the healer and had the scar to prove it.

Ick, bad memories.

She plopped down on a random seat by a poor unconcious firstie, one in her house too! D'aww! But she was here to see Trixie of course, even though the girl seemed to have mixed feelings about her. Or thought that she was on some baaad meds. Whatever, though. Pushing aside a long, brown, frizzy excuse for hair, she sorted out her flowers. Hopefully Miss Trixie liked Cala Lillies.