That's right you little yellow meteor, you're mine. And Ella swam through the air as best she could, glove outstretched. It wasn't too much farther and this particular meteor didn't seem to be moving as fast as the others so she had a chance...Hey! This was kind of like seeking, wasn't it? The blonde smiled a little and thought of a certain hair ruffler she knew. Would he be proud of her if she got this thing? Hmmm...Grin!

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And then she was knocked off course suddenly and the blonde frowned, wondering if Professor Airey had ended up cartwheeling in her direction after all. It wasn't him though, it seemed. The fifteen year old badger laid eyes on Belle and smiled a little. She knew the older girl wouldn't hurt a fly and besides, it was just too hard to control your direction up here. "It's alright Belle, I'm fine!" She called after here, hoping she was okay too. It was totally like bumper cars up here except it was bumper classmates. Yup.