- 2 Days and 4 Hours Stranded on an Island -
Trixie sighed tiredly as she was making some last finishing touches on her new contraption. After her failure to create her S.O.S. message from yesterday (twice), Trixie gathered the materials she needs and then spent the rest of the day in her room putting together her new plan to escape the island. While those seagulls (and Bob) were responsible for ruining her message, they ironically gave her an idea that will sure to get her off of the island and get her home quicker than wait for someone to come and pick her up.
And that idea... is to fly home!
As absurd as it sound, Trixie believed that it may be possible. She remembered one of the Raindorks who have the ability to fly from their magical geodes. Unfortunately, since the Pink menace didn't have the flying ability nor her geode (not that Trixie wanted to borrow her powers) Trixie decided to do the next best thing. She remembered watching a few HeyTube videos of people used 'wing like contraptions' to make them fly. If they can do it, why not Trixie?
She spent the whole night building a couple of hand-made wings for her to fly. She used a lot of thin tree branches, some leafs, plenty of feathers from the seagulls (that they left behind) and some long thin vines as a rope. As she was finishing up tying up her new 'wings,' she heard her door opened and Pinkie walked into her room.
"Hey Trixie," Pinkie chirped with her usual smile. "Nata, Bob and I are about to play a game of poker. Wanna join?"
Trixie gave Pinkie her flat look as she was wrapping her 'wings' in a blanket. "No thanks, Trixie will be busy testing these wings so she can fly off of this island and leave you all here! And no one on this island will stop me!"
Pinkie, who still had her smile, shrugged. "Okay, suit yourself. Just make sure you come back before dark."
As Pinkie disappeared into the hallway, Trixie rolled her eyes and lifted her covered wings over her shoulders.
"When these work, Trixie doubts she'll come back," she muttered before she left her room.
- 2 Days and 6 Hours Stranded on an Island -
Trixie was huffing and puffing as she was climbing the rocky mountain while carrying her covered wings behind her back. Trixie figured she'll need a better altitude to use her wings to fly by climbing on the highest mountain on this island. She later regretted that idea after she's been climbing for over two hours, while trying not to look down (not that she's scared of heights or anything). Worse was that her limbs were getting tired from all that climbing. Her hope was rekindled when she spotted the end of her destination. With a last few grunts, Trixie finally reached the very top of the mountain.
After Trixie spent a few minutes of catching with her breath, she unrolled her cloth revealing her wings. She picked up her first wing and strapped it on her left arm, then she picked up her second wing and with some difficulty, she strapped it on her right arm. With her wings both on her arms, she slowly walked up to the edge of the ledge. For the very first time since the start of climbing this mountain, Trixie looked down. She nearly puked when she saw how high she was. Everything looked so small to her from the distance, including the hut where she stayed in.
"Okay Trixie... you've got this," Trixie said to keep herself calm. "All you have to do, is jump off, flap as hard as you can, and you'll fly like a bird..." She looked down again and gulped. "...without falling."
Trixie took some big breaths and then without the moment of hesitation, Trixie jumped.
As Trixie was falling, Trixie began to flap her arms as hard as she could. When nothing happened, she desperately flapped her arms much more frantically. By the time she was halfway down the mountain, Trixie's fear of becoming flat as a pancake grew.
NO! TRIXIE CAN'T DIE HERE!
Trixie continued to flap her arms as her life literally depends on it.
SHE HAS TO FLY!
Trixie slammed her eyes shut and flapped harder.
PLEASE LET ME FLY!
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Suddenly, Trixie felt herself slowing down and then she slowly floating in air instead of falling. She slowly opened her eyes and her eyes widen in awe.
Trixie saw the grassy and rock ground below her. Not as high as she was on the mountain earlier, but still high enough to get an severe injury from falling... or worse. But what really surprised her was that she was no longer falling. She was flying in the air, straight over the ground instead of plummeting to the ground. As a bird flew past right her, Trixie smiled and let out a shout with glee.
"YES! I did it! I'm flying! I'm actually flying!" She then had a smug grin. "Now I can finally get out of this island and leave those two losers behind!"
Trixie started flapping her arms again, however instead up going up as she intended, she continued to glide forward. Confused, she looked down again. This time, she noticed that she was getting closer to the ground. Her eyes widened when she realized that she wasn't actually flying. She was still technology falling, but she was actually gliding in a straight line, descending as she traveled.
Trixie looked up and her face turned pale as she was heading to the woods. Trixie screamed as she went through the trees, with thin branches hitting her along the way. She barley spit out the leaves that was in her mouth when a couple of birds were pecking her head because of their nest was sitting on her head. Trixie blindly swatted the birds away with one of her arms, which only caused her to go down further. The nest then fall out of Trixie's head, which caused the birds to stop pecking and then flew after their nest. Trixie sighed in relief when the birds stopped pecking her, only for her to scream again when she was heading towards a huge tree with a very wide trunk. Trixie tried to flapped upwards or turned away from the tree, but that was all in vain when she eventually slammed face first into the trunk. Trixie then slowly fall backwards from the tree and then fell right into a bush...
...which was filled with thorns.
Trixie laid in the bush with a loud painful moan.
Well... Trixie supposed this can't this get any worse...
Suddenly she heard a snap from above her. She looked up just in time to see the broken tree branch fell towards her...
...and it missed.
Trixie sighed in relief.
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Until a giant beehive landed through her head and she heard many angry bees buzzing around her.
- 2 Days and 10 Hours Stranded on an Island -
Pinkie, Sonata and Bob were inside of the hut, sitting around the card table with piles of coconuts in front of them. Each of them were holding five cards in their hands while baring their own poker face. Bob had an expressionless look with narrow eyes, Pinkie had a calm expression, and Sonata had a confident look, as if she had the upper hand of their game.
After many minutes of stare off between the three players, Sonata placed her cards on the table, revealing three jacks and two sevens; a Full House.
"Ha! Read em and weep!" Sonata crowed, as she reached for the 'pot.'
Before she could get her hands on her prize, she felt someone grabbed her left arm. She turned to see her friend Pinkie with her huge grin on her face. Before Sonata could ask, Pinkie slowly placed her cards on the table, revealing four queens and a five; a Four of a Kind.
"Nice try bestie, but this match is as good as mine!" Pinkie boasted.
As Sonata was pouting for her lost, Pinkie reached out to collect her 'pot.' However, she stopped when Bob raised his hand, signaling for her to wait. Bob still had an expressionless look on his face as he slowly placed his cards on the table. To Pinkie and Sonata's shock, Bob's cards revealed to be a ten, nine, eight, seven and six with the same suit of hearts; a Straight Flush.
Both girls looked up just in time to see the monkey's expression changed to a sly smirk and then started to collect his prize.
"Wow... he's good!" Pinkie uttered.
"Yeah... except that was the tenth time he beat us at poker," Sonata complained before she frowned and leaned on her arm. "This game stinks!" she growled before she took a huge bite out of her taco, which came out of nowhere.
Suddenly, they jumped from the sound of their front door opened with a loud bang and then slammed shut. They turned and all their eyes widen when they saw the state of the magician girl.
There were twigs and leaves all over body, especially on her hair, and there were also some ripped spots on her clothes. Her face had some scratches, dirt, welts and a large bruise on her right cheek. Most importantly, Trixie has an angry look on her face, as if it was them to blame.
After what about a minute of silence, Pinkie finally spoke.
"Hey... Trixie," Pinkie greeted nervously. "How's your-"
"Don't. Say. A WORD!" Trixie growled slowly before she was heading to her room.
Once they heard the door of Trixie's bedroom slam shut, both Pinkie and Sonata were looking at each other in concern while Bob glared towards Trixie direction and then decided to go back to counting the coconuts.