Kindness And Chaos

After Cherry Berry leaves, I turn to Angel and and puff my chest out proudly. "Alright, Angel! We've got our air balloon, our bags, and most importantly, us! What could go wrong?"  Then the thought that was hidden by my pride for a few seconds came up. EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS could go wrong. We could run into a storm and DIE, we could run out of fuel for the air balloon, we could get a hole in the balloon and go PLUMMETING TO OUR DOOM, and really, who's gonna fly it? I don't know how to work an air balloon! Yeah, what could go wrong, huh? I Fall to the ground, shivering. Angel sighs and kicks me in the forehead. Stunned, I look up at him. "Oww..."  Angel points to the air balloon. "Air Balloon..." Then he points to himself. This one was easy to figure out. "YOU KNOW HOW TO WORK AN AIR BALLOON?!" I yell, shocked. Angel nods, then starts to fix the air balloon with some duct tape. You know, if Angel wasn't around, I would be hopeless."Where did you learn how to fly an air balloon?" I ask, standing up. Angel is too busy adjusting his eye-patch to answer. I just sigh, and hope that he really does know how to fly an air balloon. Once Angel has finished patching the balloon up, I carefully step inside it. "So... how do you fly an air balloon?" I say quickly, almost panicking. Angel looks up at me. He breathes in and out. "Deep breaths, right..."

Angel leans against one of the bags and closes his eyes, preparing for sleep. I glare at him, half confused, half angry.

"Pardon me Angel... but now is NOT the time to be lazy." Angel looks up at me and rolls his eyes.

"Don't you roll your eyes at me, mister. You said you knew how to fly an air balloon, right? So... aren't you going to fly it?"

Angel slaps his forehead and hops over to one of the sandbags that are keeping us to the ground. He starts untying it before I can even say anything.

"A-Angel! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I yell as he drops all but one of the sandbags onto the ground, lifting us up.

I close my eyes and grab my bag of gems and bits.We float higher and higher until it seems we have reached the 'height limit' that the balloon can go to. I open my eyes and look down to see how far up we've gone. My eyes widen. Normally I'm not a "heights pony" but this is beautiful...until I think of one little problem.

"Angel... How are we going to get down?"

Angel gives me a blank look and shrugs.

"But you said you knew how to fly a..."

My mind goes blank, and all I see is black.