Get Back from the Faerie Godmother
An LLS Production
Prologue: The Beginning, As Always
"Ban-chan, Ban-chan!"
Under a head of spikes resembling a magnificent black sea urchin, Midou Ban groaned at the chibi sticking onto him. "Get off me, Ginji!"
Amano Ginji, currently chibi-fied, looked with googly eyes to the other Get Backer. Unfortunately, Ban was hardly of a mind to forgive him, and out came the hammer from some mysterious subspace accessible only to him.
"Ban-chan..." the blond sniffed, in pain for a moment. "Ban-chan, tell me a bedtime story!"
"Fine, what kind?"
"Fairy tales!" Ginji cheered.
"Idiot," Ban cursed but thought about one anyway. "Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess cursed to fall asleep for a hundred years by an evil faerie. Prince Charming came along on a white horse and kissed her, causing her to wake up. The end."
"Ban-chan, that's no fun!" Ginji pouted. The sight was rather endearing, in a woobly-eyed way.
"Sorry. Should I tell you the story of the evil kidnapping faeries? Or the one where the faeries caused Rip van Winkle to sleep for a hundred years so that when he woke up he was an old man and everything familiar around him was gone?"
"But, Ban-chan, fairies aren't always evil!"
"Ginji," Ban sighed. "The old tales have been hidden away from the mainstream public. Trust me, fairies are morally suspect, if not evil. Like Akabane."
"But... then faerie godmothers are nice!" Ginji pointed out. "They can't be like Dr Jackal!"
"Discredited, Ginji," Ban dismissed. "If faeries were godmothers, the poor wee bairn would've been cursed several times over already."
Ginji pouted, cute in his hooded pyjamas. Tonight the Get Backers actually had a room to kip in, so they did not need to sleep in the Ladybug and, along with some food in their stomachs and some cash, not much but theoretically enough to last until the next job, the night was a comfortable one by their standards. "Why? Faerie godmothers give lots of things!"
This earned him another whack. "Idiot! Faerie godmothers only do that to repay a debt, if not ask for your first-born child! They're thieves!"
"Eh?" Ginji rubbed the sore spot on his head. Despite the blond's previous title of the Lightning Emperor, he was... sorely lacking in the intelligence department. "You're mean, Ban-chan!"
"Ginji, faeries kidnap children and drag them into the other worlds," Ban growled. "There, the children are offered food by the faeries. If they eat faerie food, they can never come back. It's almost impossible to retrieve something stolen by the Fair Folk. They're, simply put, impossible."
"Nothing is impossible for the Get Backers!" Ginji argued, but rested anyway. "But, for someone who has nothing to lose, a nice, warm, gentle fairy godmother must be nice... someone who won't hit me, someone with food..."
"You'd sell out yourself for food, bastard?" Ban hit him on the head again for good measure.
Ginji sniffed in hurt, looking out at the star-filled skies. "I wish I had a fairy godmother, if only to know kindness."
"Idiot," Ban dismissed as he locked the blond in a rather close head-lock. "Who needs a faerie godmother when you have this invincible Midou Ban-sama?"
"True..." Ginji brightened. "I love you, Ban-chan!"
"Shut up, you."
Even so, wishes are powerful things. If one wishes hard enough for something, it would definitely come through. And, sometimes, in a world where witches and magic can exist, so can the old tales...
Be careful what you wish for. Always. Someone forgot to tell Amano Ginji that.
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