3 Leon

3 Leon "Violet, what are you doing today?" Violet quickly shoved Sprite into her hoodie pocket as her mom came into the kitchen. She had red hair like Violet. She smiled like Violet, too. "Uh, I'm going to look for something," Violet said.

Violet's mom leaned over and kissed her on the head. "Your dad and I will be working at the restaurant all day," she said. "Be good for Aunt Anne. And maybe hang out with Leon." Violet frowned. She and her cousin Leon were the same age. But they did not like to do the same things. And they all lived in the same house. So Mom and Aunt Anne were always trying to get them to do things together. "Okay, Mom," Violet said. As soon as Violet's mom left the room, Sprite popped out of Violet's pocket. He smoothed his rainbow wings. "Ouch!" he said. "That pocket is too small for me!" "Sorry," Violet said. "Let's go." Violet ran down to the first floor of the house. Leon and Aunt Anne lived there.

She opened the door to their living room. Sprite hid behind Violet's shoulders. "Aunt Anne?" she called out. Leon came out of his bedroom. He was dressed in pajama bottoms and a T-shirt. His dark, curly hair wasn't combed. "She's in the shower, Leon said. "Can you tell her I'll be outside?" Violet asked.

Leon shrugged. "Sure," he said. "But let me ask you something first. Were you messing with my video game?" "What are you talking about, Leon?" Violet asked. "I don't play video games. You know that." "My controller is all messed up. When I want to go up, I go down. When I want to go right, I go left," Leon said. "If you didn't do it, who did?" He sounded angry. Violet shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe you need a new battery."

"I just put in new batteries," Leon said. "I bet you messed it up when I wasn't looking." He stepped inside his room and slammed the door. Violet went outside and into the backyard. "So that's Leon," Sprite said. "He reminds me of an ogre. They're always in a bad mood." "That's why I don't want him to help us," Violet said. "He'd spoil everything. Now, let's go find Hinky Pink."

"Right," Sprite said. He took some pixie dust from his magic bag. The dust would take them wherever they wanted to go. Sprite started to throw the pixie dust. "Heeeeeeelp!" Sprite stopped. That voice sounded like Leon. "He's probably just complaining about his game," Violet said. "HEEEEEELP!" "It sounds like he's in trouble," Sprite said. "You're right!" Violet cried. "Let's go!" Violet ran back into the house. Sprite flew behind her. They burst into Leon's room. Violet gasped.