I do not own Princess Tutu. This is merely a FanFic based on my imagination of a good ending to the anime.

"Fakir. Fakir." Fakir woke up to see a figure with pink orange hair leaning over him. "Ahiru?" Fakir said, as he rubbed his eyes. "Of course silly. Were you expecting someone else?" Ahiru asked, giggling gently. He smiled, and leaned in to give her a kiss...then stopped as he noticed a hat appear on her head. A really familiar hat. "Ahiru? Where did you get that hat?" "Oh, this? I've had it for a while." She said as she removed the hat. Her hair had also changed, now it was white and curly. Fakir covered his eyes. I must be seeing things, he thought. When I removed my hand, she'll be back to normal. But when he removed his hand, Ahiru was wearing clothes that looked like they belonged to..Drosselmeyer? "Hey, wait a minute. Ahiru, why are you dressed like Drosselmeyer?" Fakir yelled. "What do you mean dressed as Drosselmeyer?" Ahiru said, but her voice had changed, and now it sounded like Drosselmeyer's. "I am Drosselmeyer!" She/He said, as Ahiru's face was replaced by Drosselmeyer's old face. Fakir screamed as the figure jumped at him. He closed his eyes and...

He woke up to see a familiar yellow duck on his pillow. "Quack!" said Ahiru. Fakir blinked. "Quack quack quack quack quack!" Duck said as she flapped her wings. "Alright, alright. I'm getting up. Quiet down." Fakir exclaimed as he sat up. Shaking the images from the dream from his eyes, he went to his closet to find fresh clothes. Before he went left his room, he made sure to grab his pen and paper from beside his bed.