Disclaimer: I do not own the show. (Which is fairly obvious)
Prologue
"Look, Aubrey! It's snowing!" A little girl squealed from her place kneeling on the window seat. Her ice-blue eyes sparkled as she gave a gapped-tooth grin. Her pale-blue and white curls were pulled up into two ponytails adorned with blue ribbon; the curls themselves seemed to bounce with her excitement.
The little boy in the room didn't look up from his toys. "So? It's always snowing here, remember?"
The girl sat down on the bench. "I still like it. I think it's pretty."
"I think it's boring. Mr. Dawson says that there are some places where it never ever snows."
"Nuh-uh!"
"Uh-huh! There's this place called 'Solaria' and it never ever snows there. Mr. Dawson says it doesn't even rain there. It's always sunny!"
"I don't believe you," she crossed her arms.
"It's true!"
She didn't reply. Instead, she just turned around and continued to watch the snow fall.
"This is boring!" Aubrey complained, breaking the silence. "Why do I have to play with you?"
"'Cause our mommies and daddies are in a meeting."
"But there's nothing to do here! I hate being stuck inside with a girl."
"Hey!"
"What are they talking about anyway?"
The girl shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe they're talking about those witches on the news all the time."
Aubrey stood up, adjusting the blue cape that was tied around his neck. "I know! Let's play 'Heroes!' You can be the fairy in trouble and I can be the hero from Red Fountain that comes to save you!"
"But I don't want to be the fairy in trouble! Why can't I save you?"
"Because I'm the hero! And I got a new sword!" He pulled the plastic sword out of the holster.
"Is that real?"
"No, stupid! It's a toy!"
She glared at him. "I am not stupid."
"Yes you are. Girls are so stupid."
"No I'm not! I'm in kindergarten already!"
"So? I'm in first grade! And I'm gonna be a Red Fountain Hero one day."
"My Daddy said that you don't get to become a hero until you graduate. But I'm already a fairy."
"No you're not. You don't even have wings and you can't do magic."
"I'm starting to learn a little magic at school."
"Can you do any spells?"Aubrey challenged.
"No," she hesitated. "But I will soon!"
"See? I told you you aren't a real fairy!"
"Yes, I am!"
"No, you aren't!"
"I am too a fairy!" she shrieked.
"Are not!"
"Am too!"
"Are not!"
"Am too!"
"Are not!"
"Am too!"
"Are not!"
"Am too!"
"Are not!"
"Am too!"
"Are not! Are not!"
"Are too! Are too!"
"Are not times infinity."
"Are too times infinity," she smiled. "Plus one!"
This time, it was Aubrey's turn to sulk. Realizing she had won, the little girl grinned triumphantly from her perch, sticking her tongue out at her friend. Aubrey returned the gesture.
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"Bam! Bam! Take that, troll!" Aubrey banged his action figures together.
"Did you hear that?"
Aubrey didn't look up. "Hear what?"
"There's something outside."
"It's just a tree. Stop being such a baby."
"Bam!"
"Aubreeeeyyyyy!" she whined. "There's something outside!"
He pretended not to hear.
Slowly, she turned around. Her eyes widened and her pale skin turned a ghastly white color. She opened her mouth and shrieked.
A shadowy figure in the window just cackled. Four blue eyes widened in fear as they saw a glowing ball of flame appear in the figure's hand. With another cackle, the figure hurled the ball of flame at the window.
The girl shrieked again as the firey orb hit her, knocking her backwards off the bench. Without a word, the figure threw more blasts at the window, shattering the glass and setting fire to the room. Then, she slipped into the room and grabbed the little girl off of the floor.
She vanished with a final cackle.
A plastic sword clattered to the ground as a little six-year-old, blond boy took off running out of the room as quickly as his little legs could take him.