[thirty six] What the actual fuck.

[goodgrasshopper]

Faeries are not like that.

Faerie Godmothers are nothing like that.

What kind of crappy Disney bullshit was that?

[Added after she finds out about Cissie.]

[Private to Murphy:]
Karrin. You're needed in the infirmary.

Comments

[nicebluehat.livejournal.com]

... now I feel lucky the worst that happened to me was watching other people making fools of themselves.

[goodgrasshopper]

It would have been nice if that was all this port was, yeah. You weren't affected by that absurdness?

[nicebluehat.livejournal.com]

No, but I was forced into taking on a dragon that would have been better served by having a pig thrown it every week instead of slaughtered with fire and sword.

If I had known that everyone wasn't their exact inverse in competence, I wouldn't have let one of us [she has enough tact to not name names] guide us through the woods.

Fairy godmother sounds worse, though. Much worse.

[goodgrasshopper]

It was... ridiculous. I've met a faerie godmother--she wasn't mine, fortunately. What I was there was nothing like the reality.

[nicebluehat.livejournal.com]

[She can go with them being the real thing: some of those creatures Souji pulled out were fae enough.] Does every wish have unintended consequences?

[goodgrasshopper]

It depends on who you're dealing with, and how you word it. If they offer you a deal, they have to keep it--but you have to be very careful accepting any deal with the fae. It's in their nature to try to trick and trap mortals.

[nicebluehat.livejournal.com]

And you were like the ones in children's movies, right? Everyone in town wanted me to act like that.

[goodgrasshopper]

Yes, I was. It was... [shudder] Well. You know. You were there. How was the port for you?

[nicebluehat.livejournal.com]

I was supposed to kill a dragon as part of some prophecy from generations past. I wanted to take him home.

[goodgrasshopper]

[That makes Molly laugh.] So... was it, like, a baby dragon?

[nicebluehat.livejournal.com]

Very young, with a young... I'd say she was his owner. Amazing how people make assumptions based on footprints and missing sheep.

[goodgrasshopper]

It is, isn't it? I take it you didn't kill the poor creature.

[nicebluehat.livejournal.com]

[She looks offended for a brief moment, but wipes it away like she's being a little too sensitive.] ...the mayor wasn't particularly pleased when I returned with the suggestion that they leave a sheep tied up in a certain spot every week.

[goodgrasshopper]

[Molly smiles a little.] See, I think that's a pretty reasonable suggestion. Much better than murdering some kid's pet baby dragon.

[nicebluehat.livejournal.com]

[She nods quickly.] For such a gentle place, it really was rather bloodthirsty.

[goodgrasshopper]

I guess that depended on who you were. I was apparently the fairy godmother of non-lethal weapons.

[nicebluehat.livejournal.com]

[She smiles.] Really? What you wanted to give, or what people wished for?

[goodgrasshopper]

People wished for weapons. One got a singing sword, and the other got a scepter that produced water. He did claim that it was for a unicorn orphanage that was on fire.