Well, Sierra had thought wrong. Just when she'd thought the activity might be coming to an end, she glanced around to see that the pitch was just as busy as ever. She sighed, although way up here in the air it was a useful effort, and then took off down the pitch.

Gumdrops were floating everywhere, but she attacked none of them. She wanted to fly fast for one, not simply glance to the side and tap the first one she saw. Her brown eyes scanned the pitched for the perfect gumdrop, the one she'd smack right into oblivion.

...and there it was. All purple and plump and just waiting to be hit. With a wicked grin on her face, Sierra lowered herself toward the broom's handle then took off. The purple gumdrop grew closer and closer, and as it did, Sierra raised her bat. When she got right up on it, she raised her bat even further then swung! She felt the glorious impact as bat met candy. Ha! Another one smacked down the pitch!