Acorn Pixie and the Lazy Cat

Acorn Pixie was well hidden at first But then she jumped when something burst. She shrieked a bit and jumped once too. Something pixies never ought to do. Hey! Was that a faerie? A fairy hunter did ask. He was formidable, with a gun, holding a flask. I am sure it is not, said lazy cat in the middle of her bask. Not wanting to chase anything; it is a task. Hey, lazy cat, said the rude hunter’s rudder-even son. Why don’t you get up and chase it? You are no fun! Lazy cat stretched out longer, enjoying the sun. Not about to help anyone holding a gun. Acorn Pixie recognized the wisdom of this yellow cat. She enjoyed every second of her day and her acorn hat. There was not a second time that she jumped up in alarm. For protected by cat, she felt like she was in no real harm.