Freeze! Like Ice Cream

Neve had been kidnapped! Okay, she hadn't really been kidnapped, but she was totally pretending that she was. She was reclined on a pencil case inside some kid's bag; she didn't really know who. He just looked like some nerdy dork. That was just sort of her thing--fly into random people's bags and stake out for the day, see where they carried her. She didn't often get caught, and she was absolutely 110% sure that she wasn't going to get caught this time, either.

Neve unlaced her fingers from behind her head and pushed herself up, squinting in the dark of the bag and feeling around a bit...Score! This kid had food! Her hands searched until they found the top and tore the packaging open a little bit so she could reach inside and dig her nails in for a nice, big handful of...

Oh, bleh! She grimaced as she got a big mouthful of healthy granola, which tasted so healthy it was bad. Glancing around the dark interior of the bag, she slid her hand back into the opened granola bar package and dropped her unfinished handful back inside. Yeah, no one would notice!

Neve muffled her giggles and laid back on his pencil case again with her hands back behind her head, the most casual a pixie could be. She didn't pay any mind to the jingling noises she made when she moved, nor the slight shuffle of her wings against his books. No way that guy would hear; his teachers always talked way too loudly.

The sudden bright light made Neve squint and lift a hand to try and cover her eyes as she whined in protest. It was that nerdy-looking guy again!! Maybe he wouldn't notice her...Okay, he definitely noticed her.

She shook her head with a soft jingle, "No, I'm not hurt!" She wrinkled her nose and stuck her tongue out at him when he offered her his hand, going to high-five one of his fingers and retreat into one of the corners of his bag. "Zip the dang thing up; it's too bright for a gal! Do I come in your house and open up all your curtains when you're trying to relax?"

She expertly climbed onto one of his books and stood with her hands on her hips, her wings on full display as she looked up at him. "Wait--hold on a minute..." Looking around, she took note of her surroundings and blushed horribly. "What the heck!! Why are you on the toilet?!" Neve dropped right back down into his bag and burrowed behind all his books, not wanting to see whatever the heck he was doing (even though he wasn't doing anything). "That's so gross! Shut the bag!!"

"Hey!" Neve swung at the things being lifted away, trying to grab and pull them back down but ultimately failing. She resorted to just covering her eyes so he (or she) could grab whatever he wanted from his bag without her having to look at it.

"I'm having a nice day in here, thank you very much! Least I was 'til you went and opened the bag," she pouted, sitting back down on...a candy bar! Neve had to stop herself from ravaging the packaging in front of this dork's own eyes and told herself she'd eat the heavenly thing later. "And I'm a lot stronger than I look! I'll beat you up! But not really because that'd be mean!"

She peeked through her tiny fingers when he asked who she was. "Neve, I got here this morning...Who are you? Gotta know who kidnapped me and might sell my organs on the blue market. Blue market? Black market. I think that's the one; I don't know what the blue market is."

"You just going to sit there, or are you going to get your tampons and close the backpack?"

Neve appeared to brighten up a little when he smiled and chuckled, looking just a little more lively. Her wings glew slightly in the darkness of the bag. "Ha, I was hoping that'd get a laugh outta you! Looks like you have a sense of humor after all, dork-a-lot. I mean Aero." She stuck her tongue out at him.

"I told you, I'm having a nice day in here! Relaxing, snooping through your homework, other things...." Neve ducked down a little when she realized he was going to leave the bathroom; as much as it didn't bother her to lounge around in his bag and eat his food, she didn't want the guy to get in trouble for smuggling her or something.

"Want something? I want some peace and quiet!" she said with a big smile, then cracked up in tiny, tinkling laughter. "Okay, that's a total lie; I don't do peace and quiet. I like a lot of loud, lively stuff, y'know? But I like relaxing too and pretending I don't have a life and things to do, which I don't. Unless it's lounging around in other people's bags. Where are we going?" She poked her head up just a little bit to survey their surroundings, then went right back down and pressed herself against the wall of his bag like she was a top secret super agent on a mission.

Neve hummed thoughtfully and started pushing around his books like they were nothing, looking for all this 'graded homework' of his. There was no homework in her pixie school; just teaching the crafts and some magic control and that was it. Homework here just seemed like...What was the phrase? Busy work? Yeah, busy work.

She poked through the pages of one of his binders as her carrier walked and spoke. The numbers on his papers meant nothing to her, and trying to figure out the work he did...The pixie shuddered and pushed the papers back in a bit haphazardly. "Nooo idea what any of that means...Why do you even need to learn so much stuff? Can't you just learn one craft and survive in life? Liiike...Construction or baking? Why do you need to learn all this extra stuff? Are you gonna try to be everything ever? You're way ambitious, kid."

Neve shook her head and flopped back on his pencil case, mindful not to bend her wings. "Nahh, I'm not that hungry. You got tooons of food in here. You?" Folding her hands behind her head, she squinted up through the opening in the bag. "Class? Don't you need to get back to that? Can't imagine a goody-two-shoes would ever even think of skipping out!"