Rhapsodies

Kevin watched the train pull up in front of him. He wasn’t particularly surprised. Just because there were barely thirty feet of train track for it to ride on didn’t mean that there was some other way for it to get here.

Kevin didn’t know his trains but he could tell this one was impressive. It looked like one of the old ones that he had seen in posters. Its door opened to reveal an extremely petite woman with pointed ears, insect wings, and a clipboard. “Oh good. Ye’r here.” Peaseblossom said, looking very annoyed.

Kevin hadn’t seen the pixie the last time one of these events had happened. She probably thought it was his fault.