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Everything Burns Wallpaper
Mab smiles and hands Pixel a handful of sour candy balls. C: C: C:
Pixel carefully examined each of the toxic-fluro coloured balls in turn, 'What are they? Marbles?' Pixel gave them a sniff.'Nooo. they smell edible, are they edible?'Mab gave a small nod with a barely contained grin. Pixel gave a shrug, rolling one onto her tongue. The sweet! The Sour! The EXPLOSIONS!She was running around firing her feebazooka at anything that moved! Battle cries of 'Sugar, sugar, SUGAR!' ran throughout the labs. She was later found at the top of a flag pole, wearing Astrid's jacket and Cay's sunglasses - unable to get down and suffering candy hangover. There was a ban with high fees brought into effect on anyone ever offering Pixel sugar again.
Points about Pixel
She is a good liar. There are times when she acts like she can't - usually when the secret is silly, but she is has perfected the art.
She doesn't like to lie though, holding onto secrets isn't in her nature.
PIxel is terrified of dragon pokemon. Even the baby ones she prefers to give wide berth to.
As much as she likes her boots, she loves more to run bare footed.
Flounder, for all his failing is actually pretty smart. He knows he wont evolve into a Swanna, but he doesn't want to upset Pixel.
You should never give Pixel sugar.
Never.
Her hair hides many wonders of the universe.
She may have provided false information on her application into PDL.
Pixel finally managed to track down the location of her own clothes, crouching by a pained Thomas. 'I know my clothes are really cool...but can I have them back now Mr Thomas? You should really ask before borrowing.'
It is a bright, sunshine-y Lilycove sort of day. The sky is blue and the fish are dapper within the frothy waves of the ocean. There is not a cloud in the sky for miles, and the only thing wrong with it is the hellish humidity that hangs over the entire population. However, Mab still wears her sweater, pulling on the sleeves as she looks for her small, ginger-haired friend. There is no voice to call for Pip, but instead Laelaps jumps to and fro after bugs.
Pip was current petered out in a place called the Peppermint Parlour, pestering a polka-dotted porter for peppermint punch. Perspiring and parched, Pixel passively peered down the street for a peep of her pal.