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"Chaos in the Space Station" by lilawildflower
Flower, a red Ixi, dodged wheels of cheese rolling down the Meridell hillside. An overly confidant Gelert waved hello, and tripped over a big rock jutting out of the ground.But Flower barely even saw him. She had fallen asleep under a bush and was nearly trampled by a runaway wheel of licorice cheese.
A loud bang of the front door being slammed echoed in the eventide Zafaras’ long ears. Looking up from his book, Illusens Ixi, Sparkle saw a tall boy with black hair dragging his inventory bag down the hall behind him. “Hey, Mat. What’s up?”
“Nothing. Found some stuff for the kitchen. Tell Splat I’ll take her to the Space Station when I’m done.”
“Hey, Splat! Did you hear that?”
“Yep!” Splat called from the next room.
“Why did you name her Splat, anyway?” Sparkle asked. “Wouldn’t Splash have been a better name for a pet painted water?”
“Not when they slip.” The boy snickered, disappearing into the kitchen.
Sparkle shrugged and went back to reading. Soon the only sound to be heard was of the clock ticking. Sparkle’s book disappeared in a flash of purple smoke. He choosing another when he had just sat down to read when he heard a loud swish-thump. Looking up he saw Splat, a water Usul, slide across the floor. Soon as she stopped she hopped up, ran a little way, and slid again.
Suddenly Mat burst out of the kitchen. “I’m done! Come on, Splat, let’s go!”
“Yay!” Splat shouted, doing flips to the front door before slipping on the floor wi
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I remained quiet as Jane, Natia, James, and I walked to this area that was depicted on the map.I didn't argue with James much more. He took a Cartography course at Brightvale University and according to what he said, he was a good student. If he could read the map, then I wouldn't stop him.
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