Smallish forest place

Filled with trees and dirt, just like a forest. But it's NOT a forest.

I duck into a bush, taking in the crisp air and listening for rustles in the leaves. I felt excitement pump through my veins, just as it always did when I pranked somebody. I heard a small rustle. It wasn't the griffin I'd played the joke on, but just to be sure, I shapeshifted into a small, small pixie. I watched the dirt grow huge, and leaves were the size of king-sized blankets. I squeeze my tiny figure down an ant hole, just to be safe. It was a tight fit. "At least nobody can find me," I said, repeating some words. I often do that when I am happy/scared/excited. The musty smell of dirt and ants creeps in on me.

I stomped over. I looked around, then took off elsewhere.

I run over, panting. "STUPID GRIFFON COME BACK!" I yell. I look around for Stella.

I held my breath, not daring to make a sound. I knew nobody could hear or see me, but I was just being cautious.

I sit down, panting hard. I had chased her all the way here, looking for Stella.

I inch my way deeper into the ant-caverns. Strangely, there were no ants.

I fly over and land. "'Ey Amaril." I say.

"Hi, Sandy. Have you seen Stella?" I ask him.

"Not today I have." I say. "Maybe she be at the mall." I suggest.

"Maybe." I said doubtfully. I don't think she'll be in the same building as grease nuggets for a long time.

I listened to their conversation underground through a thin layer of dirt. The mention of the mall reminded me of... Grease nuggets... I shuddered. I clearly remembered the chicken nugget smothered in grease and 12 layers of sugar. Yuck.

After a while I leave. "Well, see you." I say. "Hang loose."

I sigh. "Sandy no one says that anymore." I say. But he's already gone.

What does hang loose even mean? I wondered, still eavesdropping.

I walk off.

I walk over and do a funny dance.

I clap and my mouth grows to the size of a house. "AHAHAH!"

My arms grow twelve feet long and become all noodly and I flail them all over. My mouth grows big too. "AHAHAAH!"

My arms do the same thing. "AHAHA!" I grow wings and fly away with my new FRIEND!

I was looking out of the ant-cave hole through that. I become TOTALLY creeped out and slink deeper into the cave, waiting for... I dunno. SOMETHING.

I fly back and do the jig. "HOM NOMMA NOMMA!" My head turn really small and my eyes pop out. "HOM NOMMA NOMMA NOMMA!" I sing.

I meditate, fly up in the air, and turn in circles.

I do a flip and my toung falls out. It's twenty three feet long. I lick the grass. "DOI!" I say.

I snort and throw oranges at trees.

I hear all the insanity going on above me and put my palms into the soft earth, trying to dig deeper.

I explode.

I explode.

I explode.

I turn into a flower, then explode.

I start to dig another tunnel, this time going deeper. I hope nobody finds me.

I come back together again. I try to sense Stella's soul. I finally find her. I dig a hole. "Stella she's gone."

I dissapear as soon as she says the words.

I start smacking my head against a tree. "DUR DUR DUR DUR DUR!!!!!" I scream.

I do an Irish dance.

I continued to dig. The rumbling of the ground above me told me that somebody else was digging. I could hear Amaril talking, and loud THUDS that sounded like a dragon dancing.

I dance away, yodeling.

I fly away. "WHEEE!"

I sit down and wait for Stella to come out.

I continue digging, really REALLY hoping that I don't get caught, especially by the angry griffin that I pranked.

I sit down and eat grease nuggets until I'm mega fat, so fat that I weigh 2000 pounds.

I dance over again, yodeling. "YODEL DODEL PODEL MC NODLE!" I sing. Then I start doing more irish jigs. "MATEY MATE MATE!"

I hear the dirt crack above me, as if something suddenly heavy stepped on it. I prayed the cave wouldn't collapse.

My eyes roll into the back of my head and I fall asleep. The world collapses.

I faint.

I hear a THUD. "Please don't collapse, please don't cave in," I whispered.

I float away on dreams of love and peace.

I just plain leave.