Attacked in the Night

Without any hesitation Homestar ran over to the giant being before him. He quickly climbed up one of his black boots and leg of his pants until he reached the knee. For a moment the little fairy just stood and stared in wonder at the man's face, and his mask with a shimmering pale gem and most of all his bright blue hair.

Homestar had never seen such vivid coloured hair before. Most fairy, including himself, had white or platinum blond hair. Slowly he fluttered up and over, pulling out his tiny dagger and carefully slicing off some of Strong Bad's banges without waking up. Then he returned to the knee.

"Hey!" The fairy called out in his loudest voice, "Hey, ba-lue man! Wake up!"

He was answered with a bit of a grumble and something about monkeys in the kitchen as Strong Bad's head lulled from one side to the other. He returned almost instantly to his seemingly deep sleep.

Homestar frowned. He wasn't overall fond of not being listened to. With swift motions he pulled out his standard issue spear and began to poke down at the knee he stood on. "Listen up, stoopid. You'wre twesspassin'!"

Strong Bad grumbled at the voice in the background, lazily motioning at it to go away. Then the fairy got the spear wedged in under his knee cap and couldn't pull it out again. The prince's eyes opened wide with a start and he screamed out.

"I'm sowry!" Homestar cried out, panicked. He quickly tried harder to pull out the little spear, which was about the size of a nail, but it just didn't seem to want to come out. The Strong Bad's knee jerked, sending little soldier and weapon straight up in the air before both crashed to the earth before him.

The spear stuck in the ground, but Homestar wasn't so fortunate. He landed on his back, bounced, then landed again flat on his face.

The prince cringed at the sight of the fairy hitting the cold hard ground. Then, without second thought to the knee that was hurting a second ago he scrambled over to the fairy and scooped him up. He snickered a nervously shifty sound as he brought the small being to closer to his face. "Oh man, man. That must have hurt." Then he looked over the stunned fairy.

In his hands he had what he was looking for, but it wasn't just any sort of a fairy. This one, unlike normal fairies, had little star 'eyes' on its wings, and a little five point star crystal on the tip of his tail. He had never heard of anything but circles, spheres and actual eye shapes on fairies. He grinned quickly. It was perfect for his plan.

"Are you OK, fairy?" He finally asked.

Homestar rubbed his disorientated head before his dark eyes opened and he was ment with a pair of emerald eyes. He blinked and shook his head again before speaking up. "I think I'm ok. Awe you alwight?" He motioned to the knee Strong Bad was already putting pressure on. "I didn't huwrt you too bad, did I?"

Strong Bad blinked in turn before glancing down to where a bit of blood was imprinted on both his pants and the earth he was just kneeling in. "Sure, fairy. I'll be fine. It just hurt when, whatever that was, was stuck in there. It doesn't hurt so much anymore."

This made Homestar smile. "That's good." He pulled out and waved his dagger. "I didn't mean to huwrt you, it's just you'we twesspassin'. Why awe you hewre?"

Strong Bad couldn't help but smirk at the very obvious lisp the tiny being had, and that things were so quickly falling into place for him. The smirk was quickly replaced for a kinder looking smile. "Well you see little guy, I'm on a mission, but I've gotten lost in your forest. Maybe you can guide me through these woods, so I can reach the land of the dragons?"

"Why'd you want to go thewe? Dwagons eat men, and women too. They'd even eat elves too."

Strong Bad glared for a second, hoping the little insect in his grip was not clumping him with those snobby, preppy hippies. He was half tempted to just crush the bug boy between in his gauntlet covered fingers. Instead he took a deep breath and nodded. "Well you see I need to face the king of the dragons, Trogdor. Hey, maybe a strong, fast looking fairy like yourself can protect me?"

"Oh, OK." Homestar smiled brightly. "You seem like a cool guy an' stuff. I'll help you." He held out his tiny hand. "My name is Homesraw Wunnewr, of Clan Wunnew."

The prince blinked down at the tiny hand presented to him. Gently he reached for and touched it with a single finger. "Cool. I'm--"

Before he could even finish his introduction Homestar chirped up at him, shaking his finger vigorously. "You'we Stwong Bad of the Clan Stwong. Am I wight?"

"Er, yeah..." Strong Bad couldn't help blushing under his mask, feeling a little embarrassed at having been recognized like that. "It'll probably be better if you call me that. After all everyone else does, even my brothers."

The fairy beamed brightly at getting the right answer. He tried to fly up, but when he jumped he only landed on his butt, back on Strong Bad's open palm. His eyes quickly flashed frustratingly behind him "Dawn it all." Evewytime!"

"What's wrong now, Homestar?" Strong Bad questioned as he stood and went back over to lean against the tree.

"I knocked my wing out of wack... Again." Homestar admitted with a pout. This was his turn to be embarrassed, the blush making the crystals along his outer cheeks glow slightly. "It happens sometimes..."

Strong Bad looked over the little guy's shoulder. One of his upper butterfly like wings was sitting funny against his shoulder, almost as though it was going to fall out of the skin. He sighed at the sight, wondering if it was such a good idea taking on this fairy. Homestar seemed a little more than on the clumsy side. He cautiously reached over and nudged the spot above the crooked wing. The fairy cringed slightly under the pressure, but when he moved his finger away it was back in place. Then the pain was gone and Homestar smiled up brightly to Strong Bad, his cheeks still a little pink under his glow.

No one had every fixed his wing for him before, not even the other fairies. He usually had to press his back against something hard until it popped back into place. He tried jumping again, and became quickly airborne, flying around the prince's head, doing various tricks in the air.

"Well it looks fixed now." Strong Bad spoke through a half smile, then sighed and gave the fairy a more serious look. "Hey, listen. You're going to have to be more careful, man."

Homestar wasn't listening as he landed on Strong Bad's head and spun around, then hopped down onto his shoulder. The fire prince just rolled his eyes and looked away.

"Are oyou even listening to me?" He finally asked, looking back towards Homestar.

"Yup." The fairy chirped before walked down his arm and back onto his hand. "So when awe we goin' to stawt this question mission thingy?"

"After I get some sleep. Its still the middle of the night, man." Strong Bad placed Homestar on a root next to where he sat. "But first I need to, you know," He motioned his head towards the rest of the woods. "I'll be right back."

With that Strong Bad walked out into the deep of the forest. He went just out of sight, and he was hoping sound as well, before quietly calling for The Cheat.

It didn't take long for him to see the moonlight reflecting off The Cheat's beady eyes, and he heard a bit of a squeak.

"Ok, man, I know you've been watching the whole time, right?" Strong Bad whispered. "So I think I can get this little insect wrapped around my finger. He's so dumb I bet it'll only take me a few days."

The Cheat seemed to agree as he took a moment to snigger wickedly to himself. "This should be easy. By the time I reach the end of this stupid forest I'll cut off Homestar's tail, gut him, and in no time I'll have myself an amulet of protection. Then Trodgor will have to hand over his kingdom and I'll have my own pet dragon, the king himself!"