"Toby.” My reaction time started
to slow as the world shifted around me. “Help me,” I
slurred.
"Rosy?” The Werewolf picked me up and dove into the open back seat of the coupe. Pulling the door shut, he started to frantically roll up the windows. It simply wasn't enough to get in the car and seal it off. Sprites were tiny. They could get into anything, even through a heat vent. We had to get out of here. He slid my head into his lap and held me firmly. “Stay with me,” he commanded. The Werewolf looked at the tiny, green Goblin still standing frozen in the parking lot. “Karl, we're leaving!"
"Yeah, right!” The Goblin snapped around and started for the passenger door. Toby slapped the window to get the Goblin's attention. “You drive!" "What?” Karl asked incredulously as he climbed into the vehicle. “Are you blind, puppy? I'm a freakin’ foot tall! How the hell am I going to drive?" Toby glanced down at the floor. Snatching my unused umbrella from behind the seat, he handed it to Karl. “Wedge this on the accelerator, then just steer!" I moaned as the toxin worked deeper into my system. Everything around me was starting to feel disconnected as if I wasn't really there. I could hear the Pixie Sticks hitting the glass behind my head, sounding almost like a light sprinkling of rain. The Goblin stared at the umbrella and cursed something in his native tongue. Hiking across the center console and into the driver's seat, he jumped up and grabbed the keys I had left in the ignition. Twisting with all of his strength, the car roared to life. "Let's move, green bean,” Toby growled from the backseat. "Eat it, puppy,” Karl spat back.
The Goblin dove down onto the floor and pulled the umbrella off the seat. Wielding it like a staff, he pushed the tip into the gas pedal and lodged the curved handle into the soft fabric of the seat sending the engine racing. Once he climbed back up into the seat, the little Inhuman could barely see over the steering wheel. Grabbing the gearshift, the transmission growled in protest as he pulled. Slipping past neutral, the car jerked backwards as it shifted into reverse. I heard Toby's head smack against the window. "Wrong way, Karl!” the Werewolf protested angrily. Karl's entire weight was hanging off the shifter. “I'm trying, puppy! You're not helping!" Several small, yellow Sprites emerged from the heat vent. They glowed slightly due to their natural bioluminescence. Flitting up between the seats, they took aim at Karl's head. Jerking down with his feet, the knob finally slid past reverse and into drive. The car's tires squealed on the pavement as it skidded to a stop and lurched into the opposite direction. Karl fell into the seat but quickly recovered and skittered back to the steering wheel as several Pixie Sticks whizzed past him.
"Rosy?” The Werewolf picked me up and dove into the open back seat of the coupe. Pulling the door shut, he started to frantically roll up the windows. It simply wasn't enough to get in the car and seal it off. Sprites were tiny. They could get into anything, even through a heat vent. We had to get out of here. He slid my head into his lap and held me firmly. “Stay with me,” he commanded. The Werewolf looked at the tiny, green Goblin still standing frozen in the parking lot. “Karl, we're leaving!"
"Yeah, right!” The Goblin snapped around and started for the passenger door. Toby slapped the window to get the Goblin's attention. “You drive!" "What?” Karl asked incredulously as he climbed into the vehicle. “Are you blind, puppy? I'm a freakin’ foot tall! How the hell am I going to drive?" Toby glanced down at the floor. Snatching my unused umbrella from behind the seat, he handed it to Karl. “Wedge this on the accelerator, then just steer!" I moaned as the toxin worked deeper into my system. Everything around me was starting to feel disconnected as if I wasn't really there. I could hear the Pixie Sticks hitting the glass behind my head, sounding almost like a light sprinkling of rain. The Goblin stared at the umbrella and cursed something in his native tongue. Hiking across the center console and into the driver's seat, he jumped up and grabbed the keys I had left in the ignition. Twisting with all of his strength, the car roared to life. "Let's move, green bean,” Toby growled from the backseat. "Eat it, puppy,” Karl spat back.
The Goblin dove down onto the floor and pulled the umbrella off the seat. Wielding it like a staff, he pushed the tip into the gas pedal and lodged the curved handle into the soft fabric of the seat sending the engine racing. Once he climbed back up into the seat, the little Inhuman could barely see over the steering wheel. Grabbing the gearshift, the transmission growled in protest as he pulled. Slipping past neutral, the car jerked backwards as it shifted into reverse. I heard Toby's head smack against the window. "Wrong way, Karl!” the Werewolf protested angrily. Karl's entire weight was hanging off the shifter. “I'm trying, puppy! You're not helping!" Several small, yellow Sprites emerged from the heat vent. They glowed slightly due to their natural bioluminescence. Flitting up between the seats, they took aim at Karl's head. Jerking down with his feet, the knob finally slid past reverse and into drive. The car's tires squealed on the pavement as it skidded to a stop and lurched into the opposite direction. Karl fell into the seat but quickly recovered and skittered back to the steering wheel as several Pixie Sticks whizzed past him.