Something around him was stirring. The window to his hive was kept shut at all times, so why was there a strong gust of air filling the room, shaking all of the loose nuts and bolts of the unfinished robots? The blue-blooded troll ignored the cool air and snuggled further into his bed. The harsh winds didn't seem to bother him. Then, all at once, the troll heard a voice whisper in his ear, "Equiusssss..."

Equius groaned as he grabbed the pillow he had and placed it over his head.

"D- It's your imagination, Equius, those robots need to be oiled more. They're getting so squeaky that it sounds like someone is talking," he assured himself, blaming the robots for the strange noises that kept him awake.

"Equiussssssss..." the voice called to him again.

" D- Just ignore it," Equius commanded himself. " D- the noises stop after a while."

"EQUIUS!" The noise commanded in a loud, booming voice. All at once, the high winds started to pick up speed, the loose nuts and bolts from the damaged or unfinished robots were hurled around the room. "D- Good gog, WHAT?" Equius said, then clasping his hand over his mouth. Suddenly, the wind stopped, the bolts fell to the ground, and the sense that he was in his own room again slowly returned to him. Until the voice called, "Equius..." This time the voice didn't seem so demanding. Equius then looked up from his position and held a scream back.

There on the edge of the bed was a glowing figure. Equius couldn't make it out, but the outline looked like a troll about his age. The same horns were placed atop the glowing figures head. Two arrow shaped horns, both in perfect condition. Equius thought about his one fractured horn and felt ashamed to look at the figure. "D- Wh-who are you?" Equius said, dumbfounded.

"It is not a question of who I am, but who you are and who you want to be," the figure said, in a voice that sounded like the tune of a harp. A sweet, kind voice.

"D- Who... I want to be? Who I am?" Equius questioned, not understanding what was going on.

"I have come to grant you one wish." Equius sat bolt upright. A wish?

"D- Wish?" He said, repeating what the figure asked.

"Yes," the figure said. "Anything you want. But it shall only last for one day." Equius lay back down. "D- Is this some sort of prank?" He asked, sure it was Nepeta pulling a prank on him. Nepeta had always loved pranks.

"No prank," the voice assured him. "Just wishes. Now... what do you desire the most?"

Equius, still thinking it was a prank, but a very good one at that, could only stare at the form like an idiot. "No worries, Equius," the voice said. "I already know what you want the most." Equius thought about what he really wanted, and none of them he thought, he had told to anyone, even his moirail, Nepeta.

"I know what you want the most, and it shall be so," the voice said again. "But only for one day, when the day is over, the people you meet because of your wish, or the people you affect, will have no recollection of it." Equius giggled a bit, which was very odd for him. "D- Ok then," he said, half-joking, "D- Go ahead."

The figure then flew straight upward into the air, showering sparks onto the surprised troll.

"It is so, Equius. But remember. Only one day."