Hiya pixies! 😀


Well, actually, it’s Boxing Day where I live. Christmas was yesterday. 😉

But, we think that the majority of the PBC have Christmas today, so we decided to release our story today.

Yep. You read it right. We. 😉

May I present to you:

Christmas Chaos

By Rose Morningmist and Raven

Raven’s POV

I wait impatiently in line for my explosive dealer to finish up with his other customer. What is with this guy? How many other people are trying to buy kegs of dynamite in Maple Tree Hill? In the whole Hollow, for jingle’s sake?

I not-so-subtly glance at the watch on my wrist for the third time.

“All done now, ma’am. How may I help you?” The greasy-looking man who just interrupted my annoyed pouting asks.

Quietly, I pull him into a secluded corner underneath a stray bough of the large maple this meadow is named after.

“Why all the secrecy, ma’am?” Jed asks. I scoff.

“Cut the act, Jed. A friend recommended you, I know what you sell. I need all of your biggest and best firepower. Big explosives. Ones that go BOOM!” Here I make an exaggerated explosion motion with my arms, attracting some attention from the other pixies in the meadow.

“Okay, okay, sweetheart. Don’t hurt yourself.” Jed chuckles, grabbing my wrists and pushing them back to my sides.

“I can you get what you need, but it will come at a price, darling.”

“It’ll be worth it.”


Rose’s POV

“Rose! Big news!”

My sister Ruby MorningMist flies into the Pixie Elite Force HQ at full speed, skidding to a stop in front of me. I look up from the book I was reading and swing my legs off the armrest of my favourite chair.

“What is it?” I ask, closing the book and getting to my feet.


She speaks so fast I can barely make out what she’s saying.

“Whoa, slow down, sis. What’s happening?”

I watch as Ruby takes a deep breath, and starts again.

“Ok, so I was collecting ingredients in the meadows for this potion I’m working on, and I happened to overhear a conversation at Maple Tree Hill between some fairy and sparrowman. They were acting all secretive and stuff, so I hid before they saw me and – hang on, give it a sec, I took a Mist Memory.”

Mist Memories are a specialty of ours. It’s a handy little trick us water fairies can do by creating a fine mist to capture a particular moment, like a recording. The memory then condenses into smaller form – a bubble, usually – until ready to be viewed again.

The only downside is that they’re exceptionally slow, and can only be popped by the caster.

Sure enough, about 30 seconds later, the transparent sphere bobs into Headquarters. Hastily, Ruby flies over and raises a finger to burst it. The bubble explodes into a shower of mist, and an image slowly begins to form. I move closer to the Memory and lean in to watch.


Raven’s POV

I flutter my wings even harder, trying to get home with this crate before I’m spotted by a Never Council scout. I’d like to stay off any watch lists, thank you very much.

When I told Jed I wanted his best firepower, he took me seriously. Very seriously.

This is crate three. I’ve still got two more to lug home.

I’ll have to find somewhere good to hide all this stuff. Goodness knows I wouldn’t want Sarah or Sophie snooping around, blowing things up.


Rose’s POV

I watch the two figures talk to each other. One’s a grubby looking sparrowman with black powder smeared all over his overalls. The other is a garden fairy with tanned skin and flaming red hair. She’s wearing an icy blue dress with tall black boots. I watch as she pulls the sparrowman out of sight. The Memory moves closer so that snippets of their conversation can be heard.

“Cut the act… Friend recommended you… Your best firepower. Big explosives… Go BOOM!”

The man laughs. “…Will come at a price.” He says. The fairy’s response sends chills down my spine.

“It’ll be worth it.”

The Mist Memory dissolves, and I turn to Ruby.

“Gather up the Heads.” I tell her.

“But Rose – it’s nearly Christmas. They’ve all started their holidays.”

“Tell them it’s a Class A emergency. This could be important.”

Ruby nods. “On it.” She says, and then flies out the door.


Raven’s POV

I’m just storing the last of the crates in a knothole behind my house when I realize I’m not alone anymore.

“What is that?” Sophie questions loudly.

I jump about a foot in the air, and then not-so-casually pull a leaf down onto the crates and sit on top of them, trying to hide them from view.

“O-h, um. Nothing.” I reply in a high-pitched voice.

Sophie looks at me suspiciously, then she gives me her best I-know-you’re-up-to-something-and-I-don’t-really-want-to-find-out glare. I gulp loudly, and fiddle nervously with the end of my ponytail.

“Well, you see–um, well…” I search for a reasonable explanation as to why I am hiding large, unlabeled crates in a hidden crevice behind my house. I find none.

“Nevermind. Anyway, I wanted to let you know, I got those extra invites for you.”

“Oh, thanks. Also, please keep away from the crates. And whatever you do, keep them away from open flame!”


Rose’s POV

“So you think this fairy could be an ally to Jack?”

I nod. It’s twenty minutes later, and I’ve just explained the situation to four of my most trusted friends: Lily, Head of Healing, Isabelle, head of Disguise, Rachel Citrusstream, Head of Spells and Magic as well as current acting Second in Command and Victoria, Co-Founder of the PEF.

“Perhaps. Or perhaps she isn’t. Either way, she could be a threat.”

“Fair enough.” Replies Izzy.

Victoria frowns. “What did she look like?”

“Tall, with flaming red hair and an interesting sense of fashion.” Says Ruby. Rachel’s eyes widen.

“Tanned skin? Probably a garden fairy?”

I nod again. “You know her?”

“Yes – that’d be Raven. She throws the best parties. I’ve been to quite a few – but she’s never really seemed, well, traitorous.”

“Looks can be deceiving.” Interjects Izzy. “Look at Jack.”

“I reckon it’s better to be safe than sorry.” Says Lily.

“Exactly.” I say. “After all, what’ve we got to lose?”

“Only our holiday.” Mutters Rachel. I ignore her comment.

“I don’t suppose Raven would be having a Christmas party, by any chance?” I ask her. She nods.

“Yes, in a few days time. She’s giving out invites to just about everyone she comes across. Says it’s going to -” She stops in mid-sentence, eyes becoming as round as blueberries.

“What?” I ask. “What is it?”

She swallows. “She said it’s going to be a blast.”


Raven’s POV

I stamp the last invite left and put it in my messenger bag to take to the Pixie Post Office. I absolutely cannot wait for my party. All my friends are coming! And some people I don’t even know.

Basically, I invited anyone who would take an invitation. Lots of people on their way to Havendish Square ended up with an unexpected invitation from a very pushy redhead.

What can I say? I’m charismatic.

Anyway, I’m letting Sophie take the invites to the Post. I’ve got a lot of bigger things to do, including buying decorations.

I’ve also got another problem. Now that Sophie knows I’m hiding something, she’ll try to figure out what.

Don’t let the blank looks and demure attitude fool you, she knows a lot more than she lets on. And that could be a big problem…


Rose’s POV

I stand in Phoebe’s Party Favors, pretending to be entranced by a set of silk banners and not the slightest bit interested in the red-headed fairy who I now know as Raven who has just entered the shop. I turn on my earpiece.

“This is Rose reporting back to the PEF HQ – the suspect has just entered the shop.” I say quietly.

“Right.” Carrie’s voice talks through my com. “Try and engage her in conversation. She’s a big talker, so if you can strike up a convo, she’s likely to mention the party.”

“Ok.” I whisper. I look up and casually glance at where Raven is standing. Here goes nothing…


To continue reading the story, click here. 😉

I would have posted the whole thing in the one post, but it went for something like 20 pages, which would of been a bit big for a post… :/

Um, yeah. Our short story goes for 20 A4 pages. Heh. Oops. 😛

If you haven’t read any of Raven’s work before, click here to take a look – she’s an amazing writer and has been a pleasure to work with over the past few weeks. 🙂

So… We’re you surprised? Or had you already guessed? Tell us in the comments. We love feedback 🙂

Merry Christmas,

 – Rose ❤