At the Fairy Tail guild, many things are happening. There was a huge party, in celebration of Erza's new title. After all, being a Guildmaster was a huge responsibility. People from everywhere around came to celebrate, every guild from Fiore.

Same night, Doranbolt hooks up with a girl, Cana's acquaintance, from the bordering country. Giving her a special potion of aging, he makes her very young and utterly receptive to his every wish. After a night together, she reverts back to normal and with the realization she was actually raped, the girl is utterly disgusted and very, very angry.

Also, something else is happening. In the years following an incident involving the Tartaros guild, Wendy grew up, just a little bit. And with growing up, she's heading into adolescent phase. Behaving like a teenager, she's swearing too much, averting from her usually kind behavior only to get back in a matter of seconds. Already annoyed by Charla's nagging, she lets herself loose and drinks way too much. Next morning Wendy's feeling like her head will burst as she's going to the guild.

This is where the story starts.

Curse of aging

Another peaceful day spread a pair of two magnificent, golden wings over peaceful town of Magnolia. It was 10 am in the morning and strange enough, aside from usual fishermen, there weren't many people. Between those few who were productive enough to spend their Sunday morning on the feet was Lucy Heartfilia. Right now, she was walking in a well known direction – mage guild, Fairy Tail.

„Pu-pun!" Plue pulled Lucy by the finger, walking beside.

„What's wrong, Plue?"

Looking in the direction where his round, white paw pointed, Lucy saw Wendy Marvell. Yawning, with purple circles under her big brown eyes, blue haired girl pulled her feet behind. She was, without any doubt, utterly fatigued. Her Exceed, Charla, was flying by her side.

„I've told you not to drink that much, Wendy! Alcohol isn't good for you!"

„But, I-„

„What if something had happened to you? Hm?"

Lucy stared in shock, as usually cheerful Wendy suddenly changed her attitude. Her cute face darkened as she turned around to face Charla.

„Why are you always nagging so much?! You're not my mother!"

„Wendy, wait!" Charla tried calming her friend down, but she already run away in a direction of the guild. Looking tired, hopeless and just oozing with despair, white female cat sighed, flying close to Lucy.

„What's wrong with Wendy?" Lucy asked.

„Pu-pun!"

„That's what I would like to know, myself. She's been like this since, well, now. Do you know? You're her best friend."

„Well... I don't know. But I could ask her if you're curious."

„She's been drinking tonight. She's also asking a lot of weird questions lately. And she spends a lot of time in the bathroom. I'm worried."

Lucy suddenly realized something, and without waiting for Charla's reaction she hurried to the guild.

As always, huge stone building towered over her. Quite frankly, this new building was making her uneasy ever since they moved in. It had a cold feeling, unlike the old place. Even shack in the forest had a better „vibe". Taking a deep breath colored with the taste of salt and flowers, Lucy took a bold step forward. Expecting at least a mug – in the head – Lucy cringed, but nothing similar had happened. In fact, guild hall was almost empty. Fixing her pink, stripped shirt, blonde girl turned around. There were very few people here, right now.

Makarov had a friendly chatter with Mirajane, and sitting beside one of the tables there was Doranbolt, along with the unknown stranger. It was a redheaded girl with hazel eyes. Her face was painted with regret as she looked down, and Doranbolt tried reassuring her about something unknown to Lucy. Girl moved his hand from her shoulder, looking up to face the blond girl.

„Can you kill me, blondie?" she murmured.

This isn't Flare... then, who is this? Doranbolt's one night stand?

„Do-Doranbolt! Who is that girl?!" Lucy was kind of shocked. She knew, no, everybody knew that Doranbolt preferred young girls – this was indeed strange.

„I can speak for myself. My name is Astrid. Now, please, don't ask anything else. Fucking lolicons."

Whispering the last word, Astrid violently stood up, leaving the guildhall swiftly but surely. Turning around, she faced Doranbolt one last time.

„You can tell Cana I fucking won't come here again."

„A-Astrid! Please, please wait!" Doranbolt stood up, but she already left and he fell back, with a painful look on the face. In that moment, Charla also flew in.

„Oh, Mest! Have you seen Wendy, anywhere?!"

Man cringed, but composed himself very quickly. Thinking about lolis was somehow hard for him, right now.

„Yes... she went upstairs. I think she went for the S-class quest."

„S-CLASS?!", both Lucy and Charla yelled at the same time.

By that time, Wendy as already gone. Charla was, hopelessly, flying around the hall, calling out for her. „Wendy! Wendy! Where are you?!" But there wasn't any answer or anything similar. Frustrated, angry, she grabbed him by the white collar of his long coat. Man was too tired and heartbroken to object.

„Why, why had you let her go?! Don't you have any brain in that head of yours?! And what about the rest of you? Master Makarov? Mira-san? I'm disappointed, in all of you!"

And Wendy, she was already out on the job. Indeed, it was a weird one. Unknown man was in need of the healer to cure his sick wife. He lived all alone in a middle of the forest, in the small valley next to the town.

„A perfect job for me. I'll show Charla and everybody else that I don't need protection!"

That's how she yelled as she stomped her feet and walked closer and closer to the road which led downhill into the deep, sylvan, emerald glen. Path was clean and wide, so she shifted her backpack from one shoulder to another as she enjoyed a brisk, morning air. She put her hair in a bun, wearing sunglasses to hide her eyes. Atop of it all, she wore semi-high heels to make herself look taller.

A forest path, small line between old oak trees, led through the thicket which grabbed and scratched her calves. She felt stinging on her ankles, whole legs, and as she moved through the briar she felt uneasy. Alas, after some time that tough path led her away to the dark, forest clearing.

For the first time, Wendy wanted to turn away. However, her curiosity was stronger. Clearing itself was, indeed, a dark place. Overgrown branches made a ceiling through which no light was passing. Only source of light was coming from the path that she came from.

But the worst part was this pungent, strong odor of mold, everywhere around in a stall air around her. It was somehow sour, like overused socks.

„Phew! That is disgusting! Charla, can you... yeah. Never mind. I'll just use my dragon slaying technique to summon a gust of wind."

Taking a long breath to use her technique, she almost passed out. Since she used air around her as a weapon, her lungs suddenly filled with the moldy air and she almost passed out. Her lungs gradually filled with the moldy air and she started coughing so hard that her vision got blurry.

„Girl, girl, come inside!"

„W-who are you?! Where are you?!"

„Just come and hurry up!"

Wendy followed an advice coming from, well... from nowhere in particular. Clearing was empty. Confused, she turned around herself but in the end, house appeared from a thin air. It was a cute, little building. The walls were like a chocolate tiles, thatched roof was neatly trimmed, windows were round and pretty. There were, also, many beautiful flowers all around - lilacs, roses, tulips and orchids. It looked as though it fell out from the fairy tale.

The door had opened, and Wendy quickly ran inside, wanting to escape from the smell. Later, Wendy will ponder, a lot, on a sheer folly of this rash act. But, right now, curiosity got the best of her – again.

For, when she entered the house, there was no woman to be found. It was a single. almost empty room. There was one, doused fireplace, one carved wooden bed, rag made from bear fur, and two flowers in a pot. On the bed, hidden in a half-dark of the room, was the old man. His long nose was visible as elongated shadow, even in this gloomy darkness. For a moment it looked like his eyes gleamed red, but Wendy discarded it as her fear.

„G-g-grandpa? Where is your wife? I-I'm from the guild, Fairy Tail! I-I'm here to help!" Wendy hollered, trying to act cheerful.

„Eek-hee-hee. What a naivete. So self-righteous at that. This one knows it all. Tell me, girl, are you adult?"

„I-I am! I'm a grown up! What does this have to do with your request?!"

„Nothing, and yet everything. You see, this one's wife drank a potion of invisibility. This one can feel her around and they talk, a lot, but this one can't see her and treat her, since she fell ill. Now, this one's having a Potion of Seeing but is a coward and loathes drinking it. You're an adult, right? Adults are fearless."

„I indeed am! But... you're an adult, too! What is stopping you?!"

„This one is a coward, regrettably. That's why this one made a request. Now, will you help this one, or not?"

„Of course I will help!"

Wendy took the bottle, opening it with a slight turn of her little fingers. Fragrance of lavender filled the room, and pressing her lips on the bottle, she felt a slight nip in her throat as the bitter fluid went down her body. Suddenly, Wendy felt strange.

„W-what is this feeling?!" she hollered.

„Embrace your adult side, little one! You're a grown woman now!"

Looking down at her body, Wendy almost passed out, again. Her childlike frame totally disappeared. It was completely replaced with the curvaceous, feminine features. Touching her face, also, felt somehow different.

„W-w-w-what is the meaning of this?! What have you done to me?! Give me my old body back!" Wendy felt hopeless, sad and betrayed. She liked this new body, but it felt wrong. It felt like cheating.

„Give me my body back! Please!" she begged.

„What's wrong, Wendy Marvell? This one thought you had wanted to become an adult. Eek-hee-hee."

„But it should happen slowly! I don't want it to be like this! This is wrong, and shameful! Please, revert me back! I'll be a good girl!"

„There is Way to revert the curse, eek-hee-hee. On the night of the full moon, lay down with one who frequently indulges herself in a booze. Next, find one who dances with fairies and let her teach you how to find a pleasure in the smallest things. Third, break the love between the ice and the water. Then, go next to the big water and ponder upon what you've learned. If you're able to carry anything from your experiences, with the first ray of a moonlight you'll revert to the old self."

„Are you telling me to sleep with Cana, consult with master Mavis, and destroy the bond between Gray and Juvia?! I can't do this! There has to be another way!"

„You're a smart little girl. You'll realize the true meaning of this quest when it ends. Alas, your path has been set. This one will excuse himself now."

„No-no-no, wait! Please, wait!"

But at the next moment she was alone on the clearing. House had disappeared and she fell down on her knees, crying.