Pet School 8: The Final Finale

Pixie stared at her paws. In the distance, her owner looked black. She looked at the trade bubble above her head. Creme was speaking. Minutes later, Casanova was *gone.*

“Say ‘hi’ to Raspberry!” Creme said. Pixie blinked, then tilted her head.

“Hi,” Pixie said, tucking her paws under her tail.

The young glider saw Pixie. Raspberry unpacked her bags. Pixie saw legos, a journal, skates, art supplies. Blankets, plushies, pillows. There was also a big box she didn’t open. Pixie tilted her head.

Pixie shrugged and jumped on what used to be Casanova’s bed—man, would she miss Nova.

 She looked at her owner absorbed into a screen. *Trade, trade.* It’s all she saw. She was in pain. She used to love to play with Pixie. Now that was over. She looked at the rabbits. They were much better, and were playing tag.

Pixie picked up her teddy bear and backpack. She looked at Raspberry wave goodbye. Pixie followed along, but was met with paws.

“I have a deal.”

She rolled my eyes. But minutes later a pain shook through her whole body. Shuddering, she looked at Creme’s back. *I am f-for trade…?* Pixie thought nervously. She looked around.

Weeks passed. She didn’t go to school much. Except one day. This was a special day.

“Cake for breakfast!” Creme yelled loud and clear. Pixie walked down, her tired face turned happy again. She got her backpack, expecting to be yelled “you aren’t going to school today! Remember?” She looked down, expecting to hear the words.

But she didn’t.

*It is going to be a great day!* Pixie thought.

Key word: *Thought.*

*Time for school!*

Pixie dressed up and walked out with Raspberry.

As Raspberry chatted along about her favorite manga, Pixie shuddered as she heard a familiar yell of relief:

“PIXIE!”

It was Cherry! Pixie blushed and looked down.

“Cherry!”

Cherry spun three times and hopped. “It’s so good to see you.”

“I know, right?” Pixie happily said. She saw a sign in front of the school.

Raspberry climbed on the sign to block it.

“What is it?” Pixie asked.

“Oh, nothing. Don’t worry about it.”

In class, there was a huge party.

“I’ll miss you!” Cherry said.

The entire class gasped.

“That wasn’t supposed to slip out of your mouth.” Someone said silently.

“What’s going on..?”

“...”

Pixie’s heart was beating. *Goodbye? What? Was she dying tomorrow?*

The next day, Creme was crying.

“I’ll miss you, baby, please take care.”

Pixie was sad. “I’ll miss you too, Creme..”

The two had their final moments until the animal receiving Pixie came in. They were a blue flamingo. “Please take care.”

Pixie nodded. This was the end.

“Any last words?” The flamingo said coldly.

Pixie nodded. “Mom, I will miss you. I hope whoever owns me, day after night, I’ll eventually reach my new furr-ever home. Maybe it *does* lie within you, but mommy, tonight I’m having an adventure.”

Creme was sobbing. “I’ll miss you, baby. I will.”

Creme hesitantly pressed accept. Pixie just teleported into a new inventory where she met nothing but 4 gliders and 2 roosters.

“PIXIE!” Casanova said.

It was her best sister ever.

Pixie unpacked her bags, and she saw a dog plushie with a note. She had never seen any before

“Bring this plushie everywhere,” Casanova read out loud. “Please do. It will be your only way of remembering me. Guide your short life to a nice place. I will miss you, Pixie. Say hi to Casanova to me. Remember to follow your dreams. If that is too cheesy, then go to the incorrect path. Because if you do, a star will help guide you to the right way. Love, Creme.”

Pixie hugged the pink poodle plush.