User blog:Gobbol943/Mixels Origin Parts 6 And 7.

Knave277 Here!

Sorry I've Been Inactive For Most For The Night AGAIN.

Here's Parts 6 And 7.

NOTICE: I'm Naming King Nixel, Nixtor!

ENJOY!

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(On A Grey Ship, A Figure Looks Through A Telescope, Spotting Mixopolis)

Figure: Aha!, Eureka!

(The Next Morning, Certain Mixels Are Getting Ready)

Krog: Have A Good Day, Snoof!

Snoof: You Too, Krog!

Chilbo: Bring Me A Popsicle Tonight!

Flamzer: (Coming Out Of His House) Good Morning!

Meltus: Morning, Your Honor.

(Flamzer Lands On Meltus, He Hands Him A Clipboard And Some Coconapple Coffee, He Sneezes)

Meltus: AH-CHOO!

Flamzer: Bless You.

(Berp Bakes Cherry Pies, And Puts Them In Colored Bags For Snax And Nummie)

Nummie: Yes!

Berp: Bye!, Muffy's Making Dinner!

(In Frosticon Land, The Orbitons Set Tables)

Jamzy: Today: We'll Be Conducting Taste Tests!

Burnard: Ooh!, Food!

Flurr: A Real Taste Test!

Rokit: You Planetoids Will Like My Crater Tots!

Niksput: You Will Enjoy My Cupcakes.

Nurp: (Bouncing) Oxy-Juice!

Jamzy: Who's Going First?

Zorch: I'll Go!

Rokit: Choose A Dish.

(Zorch Eats A Crater Tot, He Cringes And Breathes Fire)

Zorch: Spicy!

(Burnard Goes Next)

Burnard: HEH HEH!, Treats Treats!

(He Eats All The Food)

Naut: (Head Switch) Not Again, Burnard!

Burnard: (Swallows) Ah...

Naut: Uh.., Never Mind.

Flain: Nice Going, You Food-Gobbling Excuse For An Infernite!

Flurr: Meh.

Niksput: Hey, What's Going On Out There?

(Jamzy Sees It)

Jamzy: Class Dismissed!

(Seismo Eats A Crater Tot Off The Floor)

Seismo: Not Spicy.

(All Mixels Are Heading Toward The Docks)

Burnard: What's Going On?

Wuzzo: Hurry!, Something's Coming!

(Zorch And Flurr Mix)

Zorch & Flurr Mix: Last One There Is A Broken Cubit!

(He Runs Off, Cut To The Docks, The Mix Runs Into Seismo, They Spilt)

Zorch: Oof!, What?

Seismo: Got Here First.

(Tiketz Writes A Ticket)

Zorch: Ugh!, Again?!

Tiketz: STOP SPEEDING!

(The Ship Docks)

Voice: Ladies And Gentlemixels!, We Have A Special Guest Today!

Kramm: What Special Guest?

Voice: He's A Tall Grey Sailing Machine, Put Your Hands Together For: NIXTOR!

(The Mixels Gasp)

Nixtor: Please Hold Your Applause, Greetings From My Land, The Land Of The Nixels.

Zorch: What's A Nixel?

Nixtor: I... Am A Nixel! ---

I Realized I Can't Finish This In One Night.

Knave277 Out!