Trixie Daniels Rise
From the day little Trixie Daniels was born her parents knew there was something different about her. Like the time in preschool she burned her teachers eyebrows, because she got mad. Trixie was forced to homeschool, before 6th grade. Trixie understood her parents concerns. But that doesn’t mean she liked it. Trixie’s mother faced difficulties being a mother, teacher, a wife, and a nurse. Trixie and her mother, Ana rarely saw Trixies father, Andy due to the fact that he was always working as a car mechanic putting food on the table. The Daniels family had struggled money wise for as long as Trixie could remember. Now that you know all the background knowledge we can begin our story with Trixie laying in bed asleep. Usually every day her mother was awake with pancakes and sausage with a faint smell of coffee made before Trixie even woke up. But today when Trixie woke up all and the lights were off and she didn’t smell any food cooking. She rose from her bed and went to check the kitchen to be one hundred percent sure her mom didn’t make toast or something like that. And Trixie was right her mother was not in the kitchen. So Trixie went to check her mother’s room and her bed looked like yes, it was slept in and no, her mother was not there. The bed was not made so, Trixie knew her mother hadn’t got up and went to work. Even if there was an emergency at work a perfectionist such as her mom would find the time to have a clean and made bed. Trixie then heard their door open, “Ana, Trixie, I’m home.” Andy (Trixies father) announced. Trixie went to her father and gave him a hug. Andy was working day and night to make enough money for the needs of the family and had been gone for over five days! Andy was so exhausted he gave Trixie a hug and fell into a deep sleep. Trixie had a secret stash of junk food even though her mother disliked junk food. Trixie secretly loved junk food especially spicy foods. Trixie was still very concerned about her mom, but didn’t wake her father because she knew he was exhausted. But to keep her mind off of her mom Trixie watched tv and ate some spicy snacks. After eating an entire bag of Hot Cheetos, Trixie was swept into a food coma and fell asleep. “Shut up, Fay, you’ll wake the her.” Said a girl. “Belle, if she wants her mom back she’ll wake up soon.” Said a second girl in an aggravated tone. Trixie bolted up, and screamed. The two girls jumped one of them with blonde hair the other with the darkest of black. “I told you Fay!” said the one with blonde hair. “Where’s my mom?!” She demanded in a serious tone. “With Anthrax.” Said the one with the black hair. “Anthrax?” Trixie asked forgetting about how the girls broke into her house. “Anthrax, Dark goddess, The keeper of the key to Hell.” The black haired girl said with false emphasis. “What? Dark goddess? Keeper of the key to Hell?” Trixie asked thinking this was a joke. “Trixie, your mom is safe. For now.” The blonde girl said encouragingly. “How do you know my name?” Trixie asked skeptically. “I’m sorry I’m Belle, she’s Fay. And we were sent to help you find your mom.” Said the blonde girl. “Who sent you?” Trixie asked hyperventilating. “Aesteria, Our headmistress. She sent us from our school. To help you.” Belle said. Fay checked her watch. “And we must be going if we’re going to make it before our bus leaves.” Belle sent Fay a quick side-eye. “OK, Trixie pack only what you need. And be quick with it London’s already five hours away-” Belle started,”London?!” Trixie emphasized. “London.” Fay said clearly annoyed. “I can’t go to London! What about my dad? What if he wakes up and I’m not here?” Trixie asked with concern. “Let me just help you.” Fay said grabbing a tiny velvet red bag. “What’s that?” Trixie asked skeptically. “Sleepy time.” Fay said throwing a pinch of pink dust from the bag on Trixie. “Fay! We promised Aesteria we wouldn’t use that unless needed.” Belle screamed. “Wha-” Trixie asked passing out. Trixie woke up in a car. “Where are we?” Trixie asked looking around. “Halfway to London.” Fay said. “What happened?” Trixie demanded. “Fay used somnum potio.” Belle answered. “It’s sleep potion.” Fay said before Trixie could ask what that was. “Wow, you’re great at making people trust you.” Trixie said sarcastically to Fay. Fay rolled her eyes. “How much longer, Bickie?” Belle asked leaning up front.” ‘Bout 2 hours.” Answered a groggy and dry voice. “Who’s that?” Trixie asked. “Bickie, one of the trolls.” Belle whispered. “Of course it’s a troll.” Trixie said flatly. Suddenly they came to a sharp stop. “What’s wrong?” Belle asked Bickie. “Traffic.” Bickie’s groggy voice said. Trixie looked out the car window and saw lots and lots of cars. “There’s a ball tonight celebrating their new queen.” Bickie said longingly. “Well we should go.” Belle said smiling. “Why would we? We have a bus to make.” Fay reminded Belle. “We’ll be quick.” Belle pleaded. “Bickie can we take a detour to the ball?” Belle asked ignoring Fay’s side eye. “If we can make it in.” Bickie said doubtfully. “We will.” Belle said smiling and grabbing something from her black bag. “Lanuae!” Belle screamed waving a wand she pulled from the black bag. Trixie felt like she was being folded in half on a rollercoaster. Then in less than a millisecond Trixie was in a grand ballroom filled with people of all shapes and sizes in the charming dresses and suits. Trixie looked around, then noticed a woman with curly blonde hair in a black leather dress top with red and black tool as a huge puffy skirt. Her black dress was odd, but what caught Trixie’s attention was her bright red lipstick curved into a smile staring at her. “Wow.” Belle exclaimed looking around. “It’s ok. Fay said also looking astonished.
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