Part 1
The fairy from the forest
"GO TO YOUR ROOM!"
SLAM!
The enraged voice was cut off by the slam of a door. Foop's door.
he just had another fight with his father. Again. He and his father didn't have the best of relationships. The square child released his strength and let tears roll down his face. He tried not to sob too loudly as flowers started blooming from the rock floor. Oh right, whenever I cry good things happen. Why do I have to be the opposite?
His face was warm and wet and he covered his face with his arms.
He hated living like his. But he has no choice.
Once he stopped crying he rubbed his small blue arms. All he needed to do was calm down. Everything is always ok after that.
Maybe I should... go outside. Yeah. That's a good idea. I should get outside more often. Actually, I spend most of my time outside trying to destroy Poof or Timmy Turner... I should just try to relax this time.
The blue baby opened the door as slowly as he could, and peered outside. Not a parent in sight. He slowly creeped out and tip-toed- not floated- to the front door. His hand was nearly on the doorknob, until...
"Watcha doin' there sweetie?"
He nearly gasped and turned around. It was only his mum. He sighed and spoke.
"I'm going out."
"Out where?"
He sighed once again. This is probably how his father felt.
"...Somewhere."
"Sounds reasonable to me!"
Anti Wanda floated up to her son and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Me and your father are going out soon. He's mad for some reason.."
Uh oh. Being reminded of that again wasn't a good thing. His eyes started watering up again, his eyes like a faucet. But he had to hold them in, he didn't want to cry in front of his mother. It was embarrassing, and.. he actually loved his mother. He wouldn't want to worry her, she was sensitive. But after the kiss she just floated off cheerfully. That's something he admired about his mother. She was always so happy, even though it was annoying most of the time. When she was gone he opened the front door and closed it behind him. Finally. He was free. But, there was no safe place in Anti Fairy World where he could actually be truly free.
The forest!
The forest was the perfect place.
Foop decided it would also be too quick to just poof there, so he decided to float. It would make him more relaxed anyway.
~timeskip~
He was here. The green trees, the soft grass, it was a fantasyland for magical creatures. But not really for anti fairies. Foop could utterly destroy the place in seconds, but decided not to. He had a soft side that no one really knew about. He was flying through the woods, letting his inner self admire his surroundings. Suddenly, a leaf found its way to the ground. The kid's eyes widened at it, and quickly ran up to it and stomped of it.
"Haha, got you now PUNY leaf!!"
He held out his bottle like it was a sword. A chuckle escaped his mouth. But he didn't mind, he was alone. He could have fun with no rules. Nobody watching. Just him. But before he could zap the leaf another one smacked him in the face, which made him give a little "Oof!"
"There's MORE!? I won't stop until you're all VAPORISED!"
Wings spread out, and off he went. The blue baby was laughing with joy, even though he was just chasing a puny object. He hasn't had this much fun in a long time! He was so happy he forgot where he was flying, and crash landed... into a tree.
"AAUGH!!"
SMASH!
There was a giant THUD that could be heard through the forest. After that, the forest seemed silent. His square body slid down the trunk slowly and painfully until he reached the ground, face in dirt. He sat up, and didn't even want to think about what he possibly looked like.
"Ooooh, nature.. one more shot and you're GONE!" He whispered to himself. the bat winged fairy wiped all the debris off himself and continued to walk, not wanting to end up in a tree again. His hands were behind his back, looking rather polite.
"Hmm.. I should really come here more often, the living world isn't so bad. Maybe I could show mother this place.. if she doesn't eat the bushes thinking they're vegetables. Father would be so..."
A worried expression was spread onto his face.
Oh no.. his father.
He had completely forgot.
Did his father even notice he was gone?
Probably not. He sucks anyway.
Or maybe he did. He's probably enraged.
Thoughts kept swirling in the anti fairy's head, until he realised he was about to cry again.
"Keep it together, me! This is utterly disgraceful for your position!"
His small paw like hands wiped his tears away and flicked them, then ending up on the ground. There was suddenly a hsssss sound.
"Woops, forgot my tears were acid. Sorry Mother Nature!"
snap.
His ears perked.
There was a snap. Was it the cliche sound of a stick snapping?
I thought I was alone.. who else would be here?
Foop tried to remember where the sound came from again. It was over from a wad of bushes. He quietly tip toed over to the wad, his wings folded on his back in case they got caught in something, or made weird flapping sounds on their own. From his view, he could see the head of a... bird!
"A bird? Ooo~ I'll be adding THIS one to my collection!"
A blue hand made its way into his pocket, pulling out a sling shot that he carried with him all the time. He tried hurting Timmy with that once, but he ducked just in time and hit Vicky in the knee. He got kicked after that. Also an F in his face. A blood nose arrived shortly. But whatever, he was going to kill a bird! On his own! And hang it on his bedroom wall! He reached down slowly and picked up a random rock from the grass. Every step kept making his wings twitch, which would happen every time he got VERY excited. This was the second time that it's happened. What about the first time, you may ask? Well, all we know he was in his bedroom at the time...
Cough cough ANYWAY-
He couldn't help but keep chuckling to himself, but not too loudly otherwise he'll scare it off. He was nearly infront of the bushes now, his hand pulling back the ammo, one with the elastic. Until...
"FIRE!!"
He let go. The rock flew through the air at rapid speed and hit the bird STRAIGHT in the eye, but let out an-
"YOUCH!!"
"What the?!" The anti fairy spoke in shock. He quickly ran up to the bushes and looked over. It was a... girl? Dressed up as a... bird. She was also whispering to herself.
"G-Gosh.. it hit the birds eye but it still hurt!.. these feathers ain't strong enough anymore.."
Her head was down so Foop couldn't see her face yet, but decided to examine her for a while. Her hat was the shape of a birds head, and that's what he hit. She also seemed to be wearing a pink feathery suit. On the back was a cape, designed to look like bird wings. He wondered if they actually worked. But the bird cosplayer finally looked up. Her bright, sky blue eyes met Foop's mysterious purple ones.
"Who are you?" The anti spoke.
"Who are you?" The bird girl replied. He sighed. He knew she was going to be obnoxious.
"I'm Foop, a baby anti fairy. Now answer my question."
"..what's an anti fairy?"
"Ugh, are you creatures ever knowledged?"
"I've never been to school before. What's it like?"
He was slightly shocked, but tried not to show it. who gets a chance to go to school when you live in a forest alone? Pathetic.
"It's exactly like a prison filled with other idiotic creatures, while these "adults" try to educate you with information that we will NOT need for the rest of your life, a-aND IT JUST MAKES ME WANT TO THROW THEM ALL IN AN ACTIVE VOLCANO!"
and with that, booming thunder occurred, which scared the small girl. He looked back at her, still mad.
"Now TELL me who you are or your other bird eye will go BYE-BYE!"
He whipped out his hand which was holding his magic bottle, about to zap, pointed directly at her.
"AAAHH!! PLEASE DONT!!" She yelled back in fear, covering her whole body with her giant cape.
Aha. Fear. Something that he absolutely loved. His wings twitched a bit. But his eyes started to wander over her body again, until he noticed something.
"...Where are your wings?"
She peeked through her cape to look at him, his expression very stern. He reminded her of something.. something bad...
"..my wings?"
"Yes, you're wings. Can your seed sized brain not compute simple words?"
Truth is, she didn't know half of the words in that sentence. But she pretended to know anyway.
"Ah... my wings.."
This was a bad subject to cover.
She reached the pink feathery cape behind her and flipped it around.
"Made them myself."
She pulled a cute smile.
"Don't lie to ME!"
Foops voice was higher than before. But he was trying not to shout, because he knew it wasn't worth it.
She slowly put the cape down and broke eye contact, the smile fading away. Until he realised she's been smiling at him since she first spoke. She's either just very polite or actually.. likes him? But what are the chances of that?
"When I was born, I was born without wings."
"..What?"
"My parents were scared, and I seemed like a disgrace to the whole fairy community! People hated me, they thought I was wrong. They said I was an imperfection, just because of some body part that wasn't on my back, hehe, silly me!"
During this small story, she was smiling the entire time. As if she didn't care at all, or she was just hiding something.
"Do YOU have any flaws?"
The square shaped baby gave her a look again. It wouldn't be that bad telling her about his insecurities, right? They both seem like.. defects.
"I'm an anti fairy.. a fairy like me can't exist without its counterpart, a normal fairy, like your kind. Except with wings.."
he said that last part rather quietly.
She was still listening.
"Anyway, I am the anti version of Poof, a fairy baby. He is loved by everyone, and always gets all the attention! And since he exists, I exist. I have to share the small spotlight with him, which honestly gets on my nerves! Nobody pays attention to anti fairies unless we do something extremely terrible!! I would even KILL just to get his popularity! But again, if he goes... then I go too..."
Saying this out loud seemed to sadden Foop, as he floated down and sat on the grass in front of the feathered girl. He was also averting his eyes. There was worry in them. He hated showing it, but, it was hard to resist.
She seemed to be bothered too. Perhaps she's not the only one mistreated..
"Hey.. our errors make us alike. We could be buds!"
His purple eyes looked up at her.
"Really?"
"Yeah! And who cares what they even say or think? People judge me because they can't accept anyone different. People don't notice you because you're stuck in a shadow, and haven't found your spotlight yet."
Foop pulled a small smile.
"Wise words for a bird."
She giggled.
But then his eyes were drawn to something behind her. The sunset.
The sunset!
"OH GOSH!" He shrieked as he suddenly stood up and scared her.
"THE SUN IS SETTING! I BETTER GET HOME NOW!" He said as he was shaking his bottle again, charging up.
"WAIT!!"
"Huh?"
The girl stood up.
"Before you leave!.. my name is Peach."
"Peach.." he muttered under his breath.
"But, just incase we don't see each other again.."
She took of her bird hat revealing her fleecy, blonde hair. She then plucked out a pink feather from it, and gave it to the anti.
"But we'll let Father Time decide, right?"
All he did was stare at it, his eyes probably glittering from amazement and meaning.
"..Right"
She then took a few steps backwards.
"You can go now!"
"O-Oh, right.. Uhh, thanks for being in my sling shot range!"
"Hehe! You're welcome!"
He gave one last wave before poofing back into his dark, gloomy home.
