There once was a pixie named Trixie. Her name was suitable to her personality. She was the trickiest pixie in the pixie community and she was only five. She enjoyed playing tricks on her friends, family, and neighbours her favourite tricks though are on the people of high authority that's when they are the funniest. So far her best prank was on the principal in her school. It was her first day of school and she had big plans, at her school the principle had private chats with all the kids in the school. Her plan was to say the most absurd things like "guess what?" And the principle would answer "what?" And she would answer " chicken butt!! Hahahaha!!" She knew it wasn't a good prank but it was still a good prank, her principle laughed a little but the principal wanted to learn things about the new students and he did not learn much about Trixie during their chat he only learned that she was a prankster and most likely a troublemaker, so he would have to keep his eye on her. After their short lived chat she played a prank on her teacher she made a huge fart noise whenever she was behind, or beside her teacher and when she finished making the noise she made a disgusted face and ran away. Her favourite time to do this was when she was writing an answer on the leaf board (the pixie's whiteboard) and the whole class was watching. She got a lot of laughs that time. Now Trixie's parents were good parents but they were always busy and didn't have time to play or chat with her so she was often left to play alone. Her parents, teachers, and classmates soon realized that the only reason Trixie was playing pranks on people all the time was that she was attention deprived she wanted attention but she couldn't get it from others in good ways so she got it the only way she could, by pranking people. She loved the laughs she got from her peers and others. She knew that some people might not like this and so she tried to stop but soon became depressed, so she continued pranking. She was the least popular kid in her school, but at the same time she was the most popular kid. No one wanted to be pranked but everyone wanted to see others get pranked.
Trixie didn't have any friends but she made some out of simple prank tools. Like a whoopie cushion. One of her friends is a whoopie cushion tied with a neverending handkerchief with a Fart Machine glued to the top as the head. Her favourite part of her homemade friends was that they could help her with her pranks and they didn't judge her or tell her to go away or to " stop that!". In almost all of her pranks they were the most crucial aspects. If you walked by her home at almost any time (the only time she's not at home is when she is at school or pranking some poor soul she doesn't go anywhere else very often) you would see or hear her talking to those homemade friends. I know you might have already guessed this but her favourite holiday is Easter! Just kidding her favourite holiday is April fools day. Her birthday was on April fools day so it explains her prankster quality. Most people believe that Trixie was incapable of doing anything but prank but thay is quite untrue. She can cook, clean, bake, sing, she gets decent grades, and she is an amazing healer! (That's what they call doctors and nurses in the pixie community.) Her parents are very proud of that. They have never had to go to the local healer because they have one of their own in the family. Trixie is already above the best healers in her community. She is a natural. She is also beautiful. She has olive skin, beautiful hazel hair, and brown eyes. She is the most beautiful girl in the pixie world, but she is too modest to admit it she takes great pride in her appearance. She believes that God predicted that she was going to be attention deprived so He gave her remarkable, world renowned beauty. Now Trixie is fourteen and she hasa long line of pixie boys wanting to be her boyfriend, but she doesn't realize it she is too stuck in her studies to be a healer, and pranking pixies. She has been pranking people less now because she is so absorbed in her studies when her parents tried to talk to her, for the first time in three years, she completely shut them down. Her parents were now worried she would become so obsessed with her books and studying that she would shut herself in her room and only come out for necessities a or when she is ready for the healers exams. Her parents know that Trixie shouldn't be worrie, and they have tried to tell her that many times before but Trixie just wouldn't listen. The exam day came and she was confident that she would do good enough on the exam. She wanted to leave her parents a gift then she fou.d her old prank box and she got nostalgic. She decided right then and there that she would prank the pixie community one last time. She knew it would be her favourite prank yet. She was going to change all the clocks in the community to 3:30 AM. Then she would put realistic star and moon blankets on all the windows and then everyone would be late to start their day and it would disrupt everyone's day first she made sure that no one had anything important going on. Noone did. Then she bought thousand of realistic star and moon blankets and a whole ton of thumbtacks. Then she snuck into every single house and changed the clocks. (This wasn't breaking in because everyone kept their doors unlocked, because there were no real threats in the pixie community.) Then she attached all the blankets then took care of all the dwarf farm animals so that they were well taken care of because you can't leave them alone in a musty barn all by themselves. Then she went to work and started preparing for when the other healers would make it in. Her prank turned out to be hilarious and everyone loved the amount of planning that went into the prank then she took her exam, passed with flying colors, got the best job as a healer but never married. She didn't want to get married she could do everything she needed to do to survive all by herself. Then she grew old and eventually died from an unknown illness (at the time) that they soon called cancer.
The end.
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