A few days have passed since Fiyero almost froze, he was being smothered by his parent and they finally stopped. Fiyero flew around Pixie Hallow and ran into his friend Franz and Moira. Moira was a dust keeper fairy and jacked some extra dust.

"Hey kid, look what I got. We're going to smoke it." Moira said.

"Cool, how we gonna do that? What's going to happen When we smoke it?"

"Don't know kid, wanna find out?" Franz added.

Franz and Moira were bad fairies his parents warned him about fairies like them. They were dangerous and reckless. And didn't follow rules. The exact kind of fairies he wanted to be around, and his parents feared. Franz being a tinker fairy built a device to smoke it with. They smoked the fairy dust, Fiyero felt relaxed. He had an idea,he was always annoyed by Clank and Bobble. So why not glue them together? Fiyero made a glue. Are really strong glue. He threw it on Clank and tossed Bobble on top of him. He stuck the landing. Fiyero flew off and ran into Tinkerbell and her friends.

"Fiyero, how are you feeling? I was so worried about you" Iridessa asked.

"Uh yeah, I'm fine. My parents are finally getting off my back." Fiyero said rolling his eyes. Just what he needed, these ladies bothering him.

"Getting off your back? Fiyero, your parents were worried about you. You almost died. They love you." Tinkerbell said, kinda shocked about what he said.

"Yeah, whatever. I needs my freedom, and they've just been smothering me."

"Maybe they need to smother you harder. Your freedom is just plain mean. I saw you glue Clank and Bobble together." Vidia said.

"Wait, you did what? Why? That's so mean." Tinkerbell reprimanded.

"They're annoying, and if I were you I would watch the tone you use for your king!"

"You are not king yet!" Vidia yelled

"I hereby banish you!" Fiyero yelled back.

"You are not king! You can't banish me!" Vidia was getting angry and her face was very red.

"I'm sorry bitch,I can't hear you over your banishment." Fiyero laughed.

That was it, Vidia was furious she screamed put and chased after Fiyero. He flew off laughing. The two flew all over Pixie Hallow. Vidia was always so easy. The other fairies followed them. They flew around until the ran into Queen Clarion.

"Hey mom." Fiyero said innocently. Just as the others flew in.

"If your mommy wasn't here to protect you..." Vidia said shaking her fist.

"Vidia dear, whats wrong?" Clarion said as her son played innocent and hugged her.

"He's trying to banish me!" Vidia said, still red in the face.

"Vidia, I'm sure he's just playing. He would never actually banish you, now would you dear."

"Oh no mommie, I would never banish Vidia. I was just playing." Fiyero said innocently.

Fiyero left quickly laughing. His mom was too easy. He flew to the winter woods to see his friend Trent. Trent was wild and dangerous. Just like Franz and Moira. But this guy, he was the worst of them all. It was automatic trouble if he was caught with Trent. Trent "accidently" burned down a part of the Winterwood. No one could prove that he did it on purpose. Fiyero met him at a small secluded area. Trent was a huge guy and ran a fist fighting ring. He pushed Fiyero in the ring.

"Son, if you wanna be king, you gotta be tough and not the pussy bitch that ye already are." He said. Fiyero fought the first fout guys and beat them. But then the fifth guy came. He was huge and beat the snot out of him Fiyero fell to the ground, defeated. Trent kicked Fiyero out of the ring.

"Nice try kid, but the all time champ is dear ole' daddy." Trent said.

Fiyero got up and groaned. "Wait, what?" Just then Lord Milori flew down

"Fiyero! I thought I told you to stay away from Trent. And you're at the fighting ring too?" Lord Milori grabbed his son's arm and began pulling him to his owl.

"Wait, Trent told me that you're a champion fighter. Why hell didn't you tell me." Fiyero demanded

"We are not talking about this." He said sternly Milori grabbed Fiyero and brought him onto the owl and flew off. Once they got home Milori dragged his son to his room. Fiyero sat on his bed and glared at his father.

"You never answered my question." Fiyero demanded.

"We are not here to discuss me! You have delibertly disobeyed me! Trent is dangerous and unpredictable! You knew exactly what you were doing! No fairy dust, one week. Maybe being grounded will help you think about your actions."

"Maybe being grounded will help you think of your actions." Fiyero said mockingly

"Two weeks!" Milori threatened.

"That's all you have?"

"Three weeks!"

"Fuck! Why are you always on my case, do you want to ruin my life?"

"Yes son, I stay up late at night trying to figure out ways to ruin your life."

"Woah, hey. No need for that tone."

"My tone? MY TONE! LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING YOUNG MAN YOU..." Milori was cut off by Clarion coming home.

"Milori, Fiyero." She began. "Stop yelling, what is going on?"

"Dad was a part of a fight club and never told me!"

"Son, this isn't about me. It's about how you disobeyed me."

"You won't let me have fairy dust for 3 weeks! What the fuck am I suppose to do now?"

"3? You're lucky it was only 3, with your mouth I should double it."

"Milori, dear. Calm down. Talk to your son." Clarion soothed her husband's anger. They were both so similar.

Milori sighed and sat on his son's bed. Fiyero was not going to let this go.

"Sweetie, the reason I never told you was because I didn't want you to get caught up in all this. You know why I have a bad knee? It's because of all the fights. It puts a toll on your body. I broke my arm 3 times and my leg once. That's where my knee problems came from. I can not tell you how many broken ribs I suffered."

Milori put his arm around Fiyero and pulled him close. He noticed his son wincing in pain. He lifted his shirt to reveal severely bruised ribs. They were red and purple. He lightly brushed his fingers across the bruising. Fiyero inhaled sharply.

"Oh son. Does it hurt much?" Fiyero nodded.

"Like a bitch."

Milori bound up Fiyero's ribs and laid Him down.

"You need to rest and relax for a few days, it'll take a few weeks for them to heal, you'll be fine." Milori said. He kissed Fiyero on his head and left his room.

Fiyero sighed and looked up at the ceiling. His dad wouldn't let him out, might as well rest rest up. It did feel nice to lie down. Soon Fiyero drifted off to sleep. He needed the rest. And tomorrow was another day and another adventure.