Can we be friends?

Chapter Two

Chrisa woke up at the crack of dawn. She was going over what had happened yesterday in her head. The creature had laid it's head on her arm and was yawning gently as it opened it's snail like eyes. "Good morning! Did you sleep well?" she said to it. He got to his small furry feet. He smiled at her warmly. "Yes I did child. You're nice for a human being." He told her calmly. She smiled at this. "What do you mean by that?" she said to him. "You found me but you weren't mean enough to leave me out there in the rain to catch a cold and die. You saved me but why?" he told her. "I couldn't leave you out there on your own to die. It's not in my nature. I'm Chrisa by the way." She explained as she brought out a book. It was full of strange creatures. She flipped through the pages until she found a picture of the creature. "Is this you?" she asked as she showed him the picture. He smiled sadly. "Yes that's me. I'm a sand fairy or a Psammead as others call me. My brethren and I can grant wishes for others but they only last until sunset. But I can't grant any more wishes, I'm afraid. I'm Izz by the way." He told her. Chrisa saw sadness in his eyes. "That's a very nice name. Besides I don't want anything in the world except for…" she told him quietly. "Except for what? Tell me. I won't bite!" he said gently. "All I wanted is a friend. Somebody who treats me as a human being and not a freak because of my disabilities, but as a normal being." She said sadly as a tear ran down her cheek.

Izz wanted to wipe it away for her but he knew he couldn't. It would kill him literally. He watched her watch other kids her own age play outside and have fun. He could feel sadness flow from her body. He then saw her leave the room. "Where're you going? You're not leaving me, are you?" he said worriedly. "Don't worry Izz, I'm not leaving you. I'm going down stairs for dinner. I'll be back up when I've done, okay? Then we can talk some more." She said as she closed the door. She then locked it so nobody would go in and find Izz. He then felt sleepy and laid his head on the nearest pillow. But he saw something appear. It was another Psammead from the Council of Magical Creatures. What had he done now? "Izzard J Nassicus you're in trouble! You've been accused of being with a human child. You know the rules are very clear about this. You must choose between keeping your magic and leaving this realm or staying here and give up your Magical License. We will meet again in a few days to hear what your decision is." He said as he faded. Izz wasn't happy. He had found a kindred spirit and a good friend in Chrisa and he just couldn't leave her even if it meant never granting wishes again. A sandy tear fell down his furry cheek and hit the pillow as he fell asleep.

Chrisa could hear this as she entered the room. She then climbed onto the bed gently. She stroked his fur gently to soothe him. "Don't worry Izz, it'll be alright." She whispered into his ear. He then began to calm down but something felt wrong. His stomach was swelling up like when he used to be able to grant wishes but pain was flowing through him. The stomach then exploded like a balloon and magic spilled out of him. It then disappeared and the pain stopped. Chrisa wondered what had happened. He opened his eyes. Pain was reflected in them. She felt sorry for him. "Are you okay? You look awful!" she said gently to him. He then calmed down as he was in her arms. "It's okay Chrisa. It's part of the Council's way to make me choose but I've already made up my mind." He explained weakly. He then ate an apple she had brought up for him. He then fell asleep as she was getting changed into her night clothes. She rested his head on her shoulder so he would feel better. He was dreaming of the day he could no longer be a Psammead made to grant wishes to selfish, unkind people and soon it would happen. But unknown to others, he had a wish deep in his heart that he wanted but never could make it come true but for some reason it was coming true. He wanted somebody to be his friend and see him beyond someone who had the powers to give anyone what they wanted and treat him like they cared about him. He felt that with Chrisa. She cared about him than he'd ever known and didn't need any wishes. He smiled as he was lost in deep sweet dreaming…