As fast as a flash of lightning, Karmilla ran on the pixie et caught her in her right hand, she was just tall enough for this.
"Who are you?! What are you doing?!" The Fairy yelled.
"My name is Karmilla and I just need your help for something..."
"What do you want?! Release me!"
"I just need a little bit of Pixie's dust... Don't scream like this..."
"Get off of me awful and crazy witch!!"
Karmilla was surprised : she didn't know a fairy could be THAT rude. The little pixie was all dressed in pink. She had a kind of pink bra and a pink mini skirt. Even her short hair was pink! Just like her big eyes. The witch tried to grab her in a better way but the fairy giggled.
"What's wrong?" Karmilla asked.
"Nothing. Release me or I call my friends!"
"Why aren't you nice? I just need pixie's dust for my potion... Don't be mean!"
"I.DON'T.CARE." The pinkette answered with a frown.
Karmilla's forefinger "accidentally" slipped on the fairy's bare tummy and she giggled again.
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