"You really shouldn't have even talk to him, let alone telling him your real name, Fiona." Said the Orange Fairy after they returned home. She was clearly angry.

"Calm down, Lily. It's nothing. I haven't done anything wrong." Yellow Fairy defended herself.

"We sneaked out without Blue knowing, we went to the village, we transformed into humans without a particular reason and now you told a human your real name! Do you think that these are not wrong? That these are nothing? We broke so many rules, Yellow." Orange Fairy snapped. "Can you even imagine what could've happened to us if we got caught?"

"But we didn't And no one is ever going to find out. Especially Blue Fairy." She was starting to get impatient.

"Fort he good of both of us, let's hope that you're right." She sighed.

It was the Yellow Fairy who broke the silence that has been going on for a few minutes. "He offered me a drink, you know. But I kept my promise and didn't accept it." The silence continued a few more minutes. "I think I want to see him again." She said shyly. Almost afraid of her friend's reaction.

"What?!" She snapped. "No, Fiona no. There will be no repetition of this night. And why you are so affected by this man? I just don't understand." Orange Fairy stopped for a few seconds. Then concern appeared in her eyes. "Oh no, Yellow. You haven't fallen in love with him, have you?"

Yellow Fairy looked uncertain. "You know what? I am probably talking nonsense. I think I need a nice sleep and I will be much better in the morning. It's been a long day." She reassured her friend while avoiding the certain question.

"Goodnight, Orange."

The Orange Fairy was still looking suspicious. "Goodnight, Yellow."

And they both went to separate ways.

Fiona thought the question that Lily asked all night. This couldn't have been love, could it? No! Then why she was wanting to see him again so badly? Why she couldn't get his face, his voice out of her mind? Why was the thought of his touch sending shivers down her spine? She tried to remove these thoughts from her brain. But when it seemed like she finally succeeded, his face popped in her head. And with that the thoughts returned . That was the moment Yellow Fairy was certain. She was going to see him again. And it was going to be tomorrow night. With these thoughts in her head she fell asleep towards the morning.

The morning passed as usual, with usual fairy duties. But only difference for Fiona was the fact that the time wasn't seeming to pass. She was so impatient fort the night to fall. So she could've see him again. Because of this the whole day felt like a torture. Her excitement was incresed when the night got closer. Few hours later it was finally dark outside.

She sneaked out after made sure everyone, including and especially Lily was asleep. This time she didn't say where she was going to her closest friend, and her partner in crime at the yesterday night's getaway. Because she knew that the Orange Fairy wouldn't approve it. Infact she hadn't even talked to her today. Whenever Lily tried to talk to her, Fiona always said that she is busy and avoided talking to her. Because she thought that Orange Fairy would realize what her intention for tonight was as soon as she talks with her.

While thinking about these, Yellow Fairy reached the village. She searched with her eyes for he little table with Malcolm behind it. When she finally saw the table she felt relieved. She hadn't thought the possiblity of not being able to find him until she reached the town. So when she found him she felt an immense relief coursing through her veins. But there was something else. Another feeling that she can't quite understand what it is. Something she can't put her finger on.

She flew towards the same empty corner that she and Lily used for transforming last night and transformed into human. She walked in the same crowded streets as before to find the same man. When she finally reached the table she could die of excitement. She saw that tonight, the table wasn't crowded. No one was around the table. No one was there. No one but her.

"Hello." She got closer to the table. "Did you remember me?"

He raised his eyes and looked at the source of the voice. After a moment of shock, he replied:

"How can I ever forget?"

She blushed slightly after his reply.

"I suppose I owe you a drink" she quickly added: "If you want, of course, If you are not busy."

"Yes, of course I want to." He answered. They both smiled at each other and started to walk towards the tavern.

The tavern was really big also very crowded. Almost more crowded than the street's itself. They found a small table near the window. Malcolm ordered two drinks and than looked at her and asked:

"So where are you from? I would have remembered if had seen a beautiful lady like you in this town."

She didn't know what to say. He realised that she got nervous and tried to change the subject with a bad joke.

"Ah, let me guess. You came from the sky. Someone as beautiful as you can only be a fairy."

But she was so nervous that she didn't get the joke. On the contary she panicked more. Was this man knowing that she is a fairy? She tried to find a reply.

"I-I " she stuttered. There was panic behind her eyes.

"Relax, I don't bite." He laughed.

Then she realized that he didn't know she was a fairy, he was flirting with her. She felt relieved and more nervous at the same time. For hiding it she laughed with him too.

To her luck, the man brought their drinks. So the awkward conversation about her home ended.

Malcolm raised his drink. "Cheers, to the most beautiful woman I have ever met!"

She blushed bright red but raised the drink nonetheless. After she took a sip from her drink her face wrinkled by the bitter taste of the drink. But she tried to hide her disgust. She had never consumed alcohol before. Even though she didn't like the taste of it she continued taking more sips from her drink. After a few sips she got used to the taste of it.

"Slow down." Malcolm warned her. "This drink is strong. You shouldn't drink it so fast. You are going to get drunk." He laughed.

She laughed too. He was right. The drink was strong. But she didn't care. She didn't want to look like an innocent, weak girl who can't handle some alcohol. She wanted to look strong. So she finished the rest of the drink with just one sip and ordered another. He did the same too. After the second, followed the third drink, and then forth. Then followed a few more. They didn't talk much that night. They just drank. At the and they were both drunk. Especially the Yellow Fairy.

"I must really go now." She said and stood up to leave. But as soon as she stood up she felt dizzy and she was about to fall down. Malcolm catched her before she fell and hold her waist. She thanked her and a few minutes passed but they were still standing in the same position. With his hand around her face, bodies touching and faces were close enough to…

She broke free from his arms. She was blushing and stuttering. "I-I r-really need to go home now." She tried to hide her embarrassment. But another wave of dizziness took over her and she sat down to not black out.

"You don't seem well. Would you like me to accompany you home?" he asked.

"No!" She panicked and replied harshly, afraid that he will find her real identity if he escorts her home. Then she realised she overreacted and tried to save the situation. "I mean, no it is not necessary. I am fine. You do not bother. I can go by myself."

He seemed disappointed again but didn't insist. "Will I see you again?" he asked, just like the last time.

This time her answer was certain. She didn't hesitate. "Yes, tomorrow night."

"Great. You know where to find me." He smiled.

She replied his smile with another smile and turned her back. Unfortunately she didn't see that after she turned her back his warm smile turned into an evil smirk.