~Pip's P.O.V~
After Leopold makes that daring move of running out of the door, the teacher immediately starts to chase him. All of us are sitting completely still, frozen in place, because none of us have ever seen him look so angry. And we see this teacher angry often. Very often. We all watch the teacher run after Leopold, in shocked silence. The teacher remembers we are all still sitting here and stops running abruptly, in the middle of the doorway. "Class is dismissed!" He yells quickly, before continuing to run after Leopold. After taking in what he said, the whole class (with exception of me) whoops loudly and starts putting their things away excitedly.
"YES! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!" I see Eric Cartman yelling to himself in triumph, like a freak. But at least I can understand why. It is very rare for us to be dismissed early. I'm so happy, because today is Thursday. The best day of the week. And now, even school has been dismissed early.
"Bye, Pip!" A smug rich girl smirks and runs out with her friends, laughing.
"What a freak!" A boy says before tripping me, laughing as I make a large thud on the hard floor.
"Phillip Pip Pirrup!" A small girl says while smiling at me, not even understanding what she's saying it for. After giving the small girl a dirty look, I slowly put my hands on the wooden floor and push myself up, which results in a splinter. I bang my head on the floor again in defeat.
"Pip, Pip, Pip!" They all start to chant as I finally make it outside. I glare at a tree in frustration because everyone is making fun of my name again. Do they not have anything better to do? Such as go home? I sigh and count to ten so I don't lose my temper, and then put my hands over my ears and close my eyes, trying to block out their taunts. This only shows them I'm affected by their teasing, which makes it even worse. But I don't care, as long as I can't hear it…
I open my eyes to see Tweek Tweak walking home with and speaking to a boy I haven't seen before. He looks a little older than us. About thirteen. He's most likely a cousin or something like that. Tweek sees me and stops talking to the person. "Oh, hello Phillip." He gives me a friendly smile. He's one of the few children I know that actually likes me. Perhaps because nobody likes him either. I notice he looks much more nervous than usual, and is frequently glancing at the older boy. The older boy looks bored. And fairly rich, I might add. Tweek notices I'm looking at his friend and frowns, a bewildered expression written on his face.
It takes all my strength not to make a scene when I finally notice Tweek's company has wings. I shakily raise my hand and touch my face in shock, looking at Tweek again.
"Tweek, why is there a fairy next to you?" The fairy and Tweek look at each other in alarm. I obviously wasn't supposed to be able to notice.
"How can he see?" Tweek asks, glancing back and forth at me frantically.
"I don't know… he doesn't have a fucking watch!" What are they talking about? And what is it with the cursing? Tweek smiles nervously.
"Please don't tell anyone about this, Phillip."
"Why are you accquainted with a f-f-fairy, Tweek?" I ask carefully, staring the the creature with wings. Does it want to eat him?
"Um… I cannot tell you. I'm sorry." Tweek really does look apologetic.
"Tweek, let's go. He can't do anything." Tweek nods and starts to follow the fairy. I fume in humiliation. Do they think they can just leave without explaining?
"Wait." They both ignore me. I grit my teeth in aggrivation and run in front of them, blocking the path. "If you don't tell me what is going on, I'll point that thing out here and now!" I threaten Tweek, pointing at the fairy. He looks unsure. The fairy steps forward.
"First of all, no one can see me but you two, so don't even bother. And I'm going to warn you now. Leave us alone." The fariy tells me dully. I stare in utter disbelief.
"What can you do to me?" This thing has some nerve.
"I swear to God, it's better you leave." I snap when God is mentioned.
"You can't touch me! Now tell me what is going on!" Tweek looks at me with a regretful expression that says 'You should have just gone home.'
"Tweek, step back. I don't want you to get caught in the radiation waves."
"A-Are you sure this is necess-
"I said step back, Tweek." Tweek silently does as the fairy says. It all comes back to me that fairies are extremely dangerous. What is it going to do to me? Caught in the waves? What could that possibly mean?
I unintentionally make eye contact with the fairy. Once I do, I try to look away, but find myself unable to. I suddenly feel paralysed with… fear, I think. Like this mere fairy has a grasp on my very sanity. One little movement and I'm insane.
The fairy looks at me for a long time. After an estimate of about thirty seconds, I feel a cold sensation surrounding my body. It makes me feel even more frightened. Is this the 'radiation' it was speaking of? Is this even possible? I shakily hold myself and slowly fall to my knees, trembling. I notice a dark blue aura hovering around me. I follow the trail of it with my eyes, and it leads to the fairy. It's using it to make me feel like this.
I've never felt so afraid in my life. I feel so scared it hurts. I think I might die. I collapse on the ground, covering my eyes and shaking. I hear Tweek and the fairy walk away not long afterwards.
It's been about an hour, and I'm still stuck lying here. At first I was too afraid to even think. It was as if the fairy was still inside my mind, pulling every scary memory or thought I've ever had and forcing me to remember them all at once. I now know something like that isn't easy for a twelve year old human boy's brain to handle. Almost impossible. But after a while, my mind slowly started to turn back to normal. Instead of concentrating on all the frightful things in my lifetime, my mind starts to debate on whether to stand up, or to wait a little longer, but run the risk of someone seeing me. I still feel extremely afraid, like if I move the slightest millimetre, the devil will appear out of nowhere and drag me down to the pits of hell with him.
"Hey, what do you think that is?" I hear a female voice ask in excitment. God, I think I've been seen.
"I don't know. A human, I suppose." Another female voice answers. Her voice sounds flat and emotionless.
"Oh man, the human world is so interesting! I have got to see this!" I hear a pair of footsteps quickly approaching me. "Here, human human, here!" The first girl says as if I'm some kind of timid animal. I can tell that she's standing very close to me. I hear another set of heavier, slower footsteps come as well.
"Do you think he's dead?" The second voice asks the first one. I inwardly slap myself for being so pathetic as to look like a corpse. Though, I can understand why the girl thinks that. I'm still too scared to move, and I can't remember the last time I've blinked. I'm just staring at nothing with wide eyes.
"I don't know. Let's see." I feel a foot nudge me in my side roughly. I manage to somehow flinch. "Yep, he's alive as can be!" The first girl says, laughing to herself.
"Do you think a fairy got him?" The second girl asks quietly, more to herself than to the other female.
"Well I don't now. Let's ask him. Oy, human! What happened to you?" I don't answer her and keep staring at nothing. The first girl easily loses her patience and grabs me by the collar, making me sit up. "Hey! I asked you a question, you brat!" She barks at me, sounding irritated. I eventually gather up the courage to look at her, and immediately scream when I see that she has a pair of red eyes. Not to mention I slap her in self defence.
"Holy fuck!" The girl exclaims, standing up and backing away a few steps. "Humans are strange." I stay on the ground, trembling. I take this as a chance to study the girls' looks. They both have red eyes the colour of blood, and familiar black hair. They only look about ten. And judging from their black cloaks, they aren't local. I suddenly come to my senses.
"I-I'M SO SORRY! I DON'T KNOW WHAT CAME OVER ME!" The girls don't say anything, and their facial expressions make it quite clear what they think of me. That I'm strange. "I think I must go now. Again, I'm so sorry, milady!" I tell them quickly as I shaikly stand up and begin walking away, still clutching myself and making sure my steps aren't to big as to make me topple over.
"God, I'm so scared." I whisper to myself after a while, looking over my shoulder once again. Eveen though I always come to the village on Thursdays, I hate walking this road, since it's basically surrounded by forest. Forest which contains fairies that make me too scared to think, and brainwash my step brother. And little girls with red eyes.
I can't help but wonder what Leopold is up to. Is he speaking to the fairy he met a few days ago? I dearly hope not. Fairies are exactly like what the adults have taught us. Unkind. Cruel. Merciless. Evil.
I eventually reach the village after minutes and minutes of stumbling on my own quivering feet and fighting the urge to break down and cry again. Many people stop what they're occupied with and stare at me as I shakily struggle past them. I must look fairly strange, since I've been lying on the muddy ground in absolute pain for roughly an hour, and I've cut my cheek on a sharp stone that was on the ground. Not to mention I cried. Boys my age are much too old to cry.
"Pippy!" I ignore the remark. I'm really getting irritated by the name calling. Is it really that amusing? "Pippy! It's me! Don't go away!" I suddenly recognise the voice. It's Stella. She's a little girl who frequently is 'accidently' abandoned by her mother in the crowded street. Her mother once was a friend of my mother's. My real mother. But, according to my aunt, she betrayed my mother once, so I'm definitely not very fond of her. I always take Stella back home just to spite her. Stella doesn't seem to understand that her mother doesn't want her. As I get close to her, she tearfully runs up and puts her arms around me.
"Now, now, don't cry. You look much better when you're smiling." I tell her gently, letting my fingers rub the tears from her face, though honestly I want to slap her for being here at such a time. She hiccups and huffs for a few seconds, but then gives me a weak smile.
"There we go! Now you better not cry again, or else you'll look ugly, and no man will want you then!"
"I'll try. But Phillip, I'm surprised to see you here! Doesn't school end much later?" I pity this girl. Her family is too poor to send her to school. She's a burden to everyone. Even someone such as me, who has no friends, and does almost nothing outside his room.
"It does. Did your mother lose you again?"
Stella grins sheepishly. "Mmhm. Happened again. It's almost like she does it on purpose." That's because she does, you little twit.
"Yes… I'll take you home."
"Thank you so, Pippy." I growl at the pet name. The only reason I bother to take this child home so often is because the look on her mother's face is something else when she sees her. That's it.
I put my hand on Stella's shoulder, steering her in the right direction whenever she is about to walk into somebody.
Her house is way on the other side of the village, so it takes us a while to get there. When we finally do get there, I, as always, can't help but stare at the house. It's more of a shed, actually. A very small shed. I sigh pitifully and open the gate, taking care not to knock it over. Stella looks happy to be home. I practically pound on the door (though fearful that it will fall over), fuming. I want to be doing something else right now. Stella's mother finally opens the door. She, not surprisingly, looks outraged at the sight of me here with Stella. You would think she'd figure out that I'll find Stella and take her home whenever I see her. Her mother should think a bit and abandon her in the woods instead. I never go inside there, due to all the fairies.
"It seems you lost your daughter again, ma'am."
"I did indeed."
"Stange you didn't call the police and start a search party."
"I was thinking about it, Phillip (she always says my name as if it's the worst name ever invented). Thank you for bringing her back."
"You're very welcome. Though, please try to be more careful in the future. You wouldn't want to hassle me, would you?"
"Of course not. I'll be sure to be more careful with her. Thank you once again."
"I'm much obliged." And that's it. We exchange the same words as always and she closes the door in my face. It's practically routine.
There's this boy that comes by and gets chocolate once every week, on exactly the same day, and exactly the same time. He doesn't seem like the type of boy who would like chocolate, but he always buys it. I've never seen him buy anything else. And apart from these chocolate runs, I've never seen him doing anything else. He's the reason I wanted to come here to the village today. He only comes one Thursdays.
This person is, in my opinion, by far the best looking person in the village, that I'm sure of. He's tall, much taller than me, and is most likely fourteen, maybe fifteen. Definitely not my age. He knows I watch him. It would be impossible not to notice, since I'm not a very sly person. I'm the person in a group where we're all following someone, and when we have to hide, one of us hids behind a stand, another behind a street corner, the third behind a newpaper, and me behind a pole. Guess who's spotted…
Despite me watching this person for years, I've never once spoken to him. He must think I'm still a young child, since I look about ten. I don't think Leopold realises it, but he does too.
Though I'm a bit ashamed of it, I'm extremely attracted to this mysterious person's looks. I spend a good amount of my time thinking about how good looking he is, and how much I long to officially meet him one day. But then again, I might just want to be friends a little too enthusiastically. This is why I'm so loyal to God. I might be a homosexual. If I'm going to commit such an unspeakable sin, then I'll dedicate my life not to commit another. Then I might be forgiven when I die. Well, that's the plan anyway.
The problem about perhaps being infatuated with this person is; I know nothing about him. I'm not even sure if he lives in the village or not. He doesn't attend school. Perhaps he's a noble. He definitely doesn't dress poorly. Or maybe he's one of Eric Cartman's staff. Eric has a whole lot of those. This person doesn't seem very talkative or friendly, either. I've never once seen him smile or smirk, since he scowls at everything. He always seems to have a dark, almost pained look in his eyes, as if there's no innocence in them.
I jump and hide behind a wall when I see him come out of nowhere and walk into the chocolate shop. He looks as lovely as ever. Black hair, brown eyes, tall, interesting, handsome, alluring… I'm going to hell.
"What are you doing?" I shriek and turn around, almost hitting the person in self defence for the second time today. I need to work on this self defence issue. Stanley shout 'Whoa!' and grabs my arm before I can hit Eric. He's practically his bodyguard.
"Oh! I-I'm sorry. You scared me." Stanley and Eric stare at me as if I'm a lunatic. I waver at the sight of them. They suddenly look so rich and grown up in their smart and colourful clothes. Even Eric.
I notice a red haired boy with them, also in that sophisticated type of clothing. No, even fancier than that. He must be very rich, richer than Eric to have those types of clothes. He looks our age, but extremely mature. Eric notices me staring at the person and speaks. "Kyle, this is Phillip Pirrup. He's the boy that lives with Leopold. Pip, this is Kyle Broflovski. He's my… cousin. He will be staying with Stan and I for a while. He's home schooled." Eric says, sounding irritated that he has to use my real name. I quickly bow to Kyle. He could be a very important person.
"It's a pleasure to meet you." Still, I detest having to be so formal with these people. They treat me like dirt. But since the Cartman family basically royalty, I have no choice.
Kyle seems to see through my fake smile.
"Stanley, Eric, we're in a hurry, remember? Surely we don't want to… interrupt whatever Phillip is doing. He seems to be very concentrated on it. Let's go." With that, Kyle briskly walks past me, shortly followed by Stanley. Eric narrows his eyes at both Kyle and I, then reluctantly walks away as well. I turn around and watch them all walk away. What was thatall about? That Kyle is the most mature person I've ever seen. Even Eric Cartman seems to respect him. Though, there seems to be some tension between those three. Almost like Tweek was with that evil fairy. Perhaps Tweek is being blackmailed, or something similar. Maybe Eric and Stanley are too. Kyle seems very suspicious. What… what is he's a fairy too?
I roll my eyes at myself for thinking such a thought and pay back attention to the chocolate shop. He's just coming out. Thank goodness. I thought he might have come out while I was talking to the other three. I plan to finally find out where he lives today. Only I'll have to follow him to do it… which will be fairly difficult.
…BUT IT'S NOT AS IF I'LL LOOK THROUGH HIS WINDOW WHILE HE CHANGES OR ANYTHING SUCH AS THAT! HOW RIDICULOUS IF YOU THOUGHT THAT! HAHAHAHA!
Just my luck… I've lost him in the crowd already. I glower at all the people. Why is it such a small village is so crowded? Honestly. "Where is he…?" I say to myself, looking around desperately. If I don't find him, I'll have to wait another week.
A small girl bumps into me. She has cute ginger pigtails, and is dressed quite formally, similar to the fairy that was with Tweek, and Kyle.
"I'm very sorry. I'm such a fool for not watching where I walk. Would you find it in your heart to forgive me?" My goodness, this girl has perfect manners.
"It's alright. No harm done." I take in her age, and the curiosity gets the better of me. "So where's a little girl like you going on your own?" I ask, still glancing around for the person I'm… stalking.
"I'm going to the forest. I have some business there, since I just got back from my work. I'm a fairy, you see. Shh, don't tell anyone." She puts her fingers to her lips playfully. I stare in shock. How strange. She could have easily convinced me she's a human, since she has hidden her wings.
"…" Her face falls when I don't say anything, though it looks like she knows why. "I saw your step brother and his fairy not too long ago. He is such a nice person."
"I'm sorry, his fairy?" Oh God, what has Leopold done now?
"Oh, you don't know yet! Well, human and fairy pairs are chosen by God every few centuries. It seems Leopold has found his. You should find yours too."
"Wh-What?"
"If there's ever a situation where you'll need to know this, my name is Ruby Tucker. I'm a 'Time Travel' fairy. I apologise for being rude, but I really must go now." She curtsies to me with real class, like girls should. Just before she completely leaves, she gives me a long look. "It seems like my brother really did a number on you. You look like you've seen a ghost. But don't worry, I'll be sure to watch out for you. Goodbye!" So… was that fairy Ruby's brother? Before I can ask, Ruby has already walked away, smiling at everything. She reminds me of Stella, only she's much older. What a pleasant fairy. And such a young one. I find it hard to believe that fairy and the one that was with Tweek are related.
Out of nowhere, it starts to rain. Everyone yelps and run into shops nearby, with only a few common children who don't care about getting wet left in the street. I'm not one of them. I run into a second hand book shop, and since it's so crowded inside, I immediately smash straight into a stranger. I look up at the person, ready to apologise. I've bumped into too many people today.
…
If things like this are going to continue happening to me, the lord might as well strike me down now and be done with it.
~Damien's P.O.V~
Oh wonderful. It just had to be the human that's been stalking me for the past few years that just crashed into me. In all the years I've been seeing him as a child, I never thought he would start stalking me. And what's worse, since this goddamn shop is so crowded, I can't leave. Hell, I'm surprised we aren't squished against the window.
I'm going to kill that 'Rain' fairy when I next see him.
"I'm so sorry! I…" The human trails off, looking away. Is he stupid? Does he not know how to at least apologise for something? But then again, I don't want him to speak to me, so this is good.
"…" I scowl at him. He's refusing to look at me, and I can feel that he's trembling. I see a trace of that blue colour of fear and smirk. Craig must have lost his temper. The stalker eventually looks at me again. His weak face makes me so angry that my smirk immediately disappears. I quickly push past a load of men, practically falling onto the street. I curse as I feel the rain start to fall onto me. It's so fucking cold. Oh well, no matter. As long as it gets me away from that lunatic. I don't want him anywhere near me.
"Wait, boy, you can't go out in that weather!" I hear a man behind me exclaim. I turn around to give him an evil look but then see he isn't talking to me, he's talking to my stalker. He pulls away from the men. "I'm sorry, but I really need to go. This is urgent." He says to them. I quickly spin around and start walking away as quickly as possible. I can't let him touch me, since I've forgotten to wear my gloves today.
…Did I actually think I would suceed in getting away from this person?
"Please wait!" The stalker grabs my coat and prevents me from walking any further. He feels the black velvet and looks astonished. "Wow! You really are rich!" I narrow my eyes and shake my head, silently telling him I'm not. I then swiftly turn and start trying to get away from him again, but he fucking follows me, smiling. Damn it all. I shouldn't have even acknowledged him.
"Why do you always wear black? Every time I see you, you're wearing that colour."
"I have to. End of conversation." I tell him as we exit the last part of the village.
"Why?"
"Because I do, alright?" I try to wave him away like a pest, but he just chuckles.
"Ok, you don't have to tell me."
"Just shut up and go away. You're irritating." I say while cutting into the negative side of the forest, since I'm a negative fairy.
"But this is the first time I've really met you!"
"I don't want to speak with you, so leave." The child stumbles on a fallen tree branch, but still manages to keep up with me.
"But I don't want to, I want to get to know you!" I grind my teeth together. I've had enough.
~Pip's P.O.V~
He suddenly turns around and uses his arm to pin me against a tree in seconds. If he presses hard enough, he'll be able to crush my throat. Dear God… have I made him upset?
"Why the fuck do you want to know me so badly?" I'm too shocked at his swearing to reply. "Tell me or I'll snap you're goddamn neck." I snap out of it and smile nervously.
"I've always wanted to meet you, but couldn't find the words. I'm very sorry for making you angry." My person opens his mouth to say something, but doesn't know what to reply to that. He eventually finds words to say.
"Consider yourself lucky, human. I'll give you one more chance to live. Don't waste it." He lets me go and stares impassively as I catch my breath. I don't understand. What does he mean by human? He's human as well, isn't he?
"You've been watching me for years." He remarks.
"Oh yes, I have. And I know you saw me. Sorry if it's been irritating you."
"Yes, you have been irritating me." He tells me. "So stop it."
"But I want to get to know you? Don't you understand?"
"Of course I fucking understand. But why would someone such as you want to be around me?"
"Because I'm very fond of you." He seems slightly taken aback.
"Don't be ridiculous. I'd never want something like that. I don't want to ever see you again, so stay away from me. I'll tell you my name just for the purpose of keeping away from me. My name is Damien, understood?"
"Well, yes, but-
"If you're walking on the road on your way to school or something similar, and you hear someone say 'Damien's just went that way', you turn around and walk the other way. You understand?" I shakily nod. I start to panick as he turns around and starts to go away.
No… I can't let my first, and maybe last, meeting with this person end like this! I'M PHILLIP PIRRUP, DAMMIT!
As I run after him, I notice he's dropped a black watch. I pick it up.
"Please wait for a moment! You've forgotten this!" I yell after him, holding the watch up. He glances around to see what I have, and when he sees it's the watch, he storms up to me and tries to snatch it. I don't like it when people snatch, so he'll have to ask nicely now for me to give it back to him.
"Give. It. Back." He orders me, seething.
"It's only a watch… and if you want it back so badly, then ask nicely." He glowers at me angrily for a few seconds, before saying 'tch' to himself and turning around again.
"It's not that important anyway, as long as you don't touch me." What does he mean? I snap when I see him leaving once more.
"W-WAIT!" I grab his hand to stop him. He looks at me, alarmed.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING HUMAN!?" He screams at me. He looks so shocked that he's trembling. I stare at him, feeling shocked as well. It feels as if there's a thread that ties me to nothing in this world except Damien. He must feel the same for me, though I'm sure he doesn't want to.
"What…is this?" I ask quietly.
"Because…" Damien lifts his head up, and I notice his eyes are no longer brown, they're red. "Because you took that fucking watch and then touched me, there's no going back. I'm binded to you whether I like it or not, all because of you!"
"I don't under-
"I was planning to not give you this stupid watch so that I could die by the end of the week, but now you've ruined it for me."
"I-I'm sorry. I didn't know." I have no idea what's going on. Is this watch what Tweek and that evil fairy were talking about? Is this supposed to give me the power to see fairies?
I think about how Tweek was with a fairy. I think about how close Tweek and that fairy looked. I think about how all the fairies I've met so far have worn rich clothing. I think about Ruby was telling me to find my fairy. It can't be…
"Are you a fairy? Are you my fairy?" I ask, praying that Damien says no to both questions
"Figure it out yourself." Damien answers bitterlly, before pushing me away. I watch in horror as he allows wings to appear on his back and as he flies away, out of sight.
I eventually find my way home, after wondering around God knows where crying to myself. I see my step brother standing outside the back door, looking dejected. I can immediately tell today wasn't his most favoured day either.
"L-LEOPOLD!" Before he can even turn around fully, I hug him like a small child, sobbing. I've never felt so alone.
"What happened to you?" He pushes me away and looks me up and down. I don't care what he thinks. I've been through too much today to care about his shit.
"I-I almost… he was a… a fairy." I start sobbing again. I push Leopold aside and go in, not wanting to be outside any longer. The closer I am to those woods, the closer I am to those cursed fairies.
"Phillip, wait a minute!" I ignore Leopold and trudge up the stairs noisily, not caring if I wake up my aunt and uncle. Leopold follows quietly, trying not to make any sounds. I slam the door of our bedroom open, not even bohering to slam it. Leopold quietly closes it and, after seeing the key on the desk, locks it.
"Alright, now tell me what the hell happened."
"Leopold, it's none of your business." I tell him, sitting down. Leopold seems to notice my watch and snatches it out of my pocket before I can stop him. He holds it up.
"Is this the problem? That you have a fairy? Don't worry about it, Phillip! Just ignore your fairy, that's what I'm going to do." I know I could never in my right mind ignore Damien, even if I wanted to.
"That isn't possible, Leopold."
"Huh? Why on earth not?"
"Because… Because my fairy has turned out to be the person I've been wanting to be with for so long!" I cover my face and start sniffling again.
"You… didn't know?" I shake my head. I hear Leopold sigh.
"Well, you'll have to live with it, won't you? It's 'fate', after all."
"I'll never live with it. I hate fairies. I'll never stop hating them."
~Butters' P.O.V~
I suddenly feel an overwheling surge of overprotectivness for Kenneth. My fairy. I grab Phillip''s shoulders and give him my most mustered death glare.
"What do you know about fairies? How would you know if they're good or bad? Yes, some of them are because they're negative types, but there are positive ones as well! You shouldn't judge all of them like this!"
"I'll tell you what I know!" Phillip snaps back at me, full of rage. "I know that one that was with Tweek filled me with so much fear that I spent an hour lying in the middle of the road because I was too scared to think! Not to mention my own fairy almost broke my neck and cursed at me nonstop!"
"Is that why you look like this?" I ask, looking him up and down once again. Phillip nods, avoiding eye contact. To think that Tweek's fairy took part in doing this to him. Craig, I think it was?
"If you want, I can ask Kenneth to make Craig apologise to you." I tell Phillip. By now, Phillip's lying on his bed, his back to me.
"Why would your fairy do something as kind as that?" Phillip asks, not turning around.
"Well first off, he loves me, so he'll most likely do anything I ask, and second, all of the fairies I've met so far seem to respect him."
"How many fairies have you met?"
"Well, there's mine, Kenneth McCormick. Then there's Craig Tucker, Tweek's fairy, and the one that attacked you… I think. There's also Kyle, Eric and Stan's fairy. Oh, and there's Ruby! She's Craig's sister, and a 'Time Travel' Fairy. She's really nice."
"I knew it. I knew Kyle was a fairy. Of all the…" I tune out to Phillip's miserable rambling and open his watch. I'm not surprised to see a red heart glowing in the middle. I almost drop the watch in shock when I see a message appear inside it. What it says shocks me even more. It says 'I'll make you pay for this.'
"Phillip, what is your relationship with your fairy, exactly?"