Fiyero was sleeping in bed, he was tossing and turning with a crazy dream. He dreamt he was a human, and so were his parents. He lived in a strange land. He woke up in a different room. And his wings were missing. He looked around on his walls were posters and his room was messy. Books on the desk, jackets and clothes all over the floor. He jumped put of bed and ran out. He found his parents room. They were already awake. He walked into the kitchen to find his dad waiting to leave.

"Fiyero, what are you doing, get dressed and ready for school."

He got ready and jumped in the car.

"Son, I wish you would try to take your studies more seriously. You are throwing your life away."

Fiyero sighed he felt like he's heard this a million times. Then they arrived at school.

"Have a good day, sweetie." Milori said kissing Fiyero goodbye.

"Awww, did baby Fiyero need byebye kisses." A student taunted.

"Shut up ass wipe" Fiyero said throwing his History book at the boys head.

"You're going to regret that, rich boy. You think just cause you're nobility you can do what ever you want." The boy said shoving Fiyero.

Fiyero turned around and punched the kid in the jaw. A fist fight followed. Soon he and the other boy were on the floor laughing.

"My names' Brad, never properly introduced myself before. Wanna ditch?"

"You don't have to ask me twice." Fiyero said with a grin.

The two ditched school and went to the park.

"Why did your parents move to America if they're nobility? And why Colorado."

"They loved the mountains, plus it's good to have connections all over. It short, not sure."

"Wanna go to baseball game, they're playing the Cardinals."

"Denver is an hour away. Let's go. They'll never find us."

The two went up to Denver and hung around the city, went to the game. The boys had fun and ran amok in the park, until security kicked them out. The boys returned home. It was late and dark. Fiyero forgot that his mother was going to pick him up after school. He decided he didn't care and decided to stay out later.

"Shit! My parents are going to be so mad, it's nearly 1 am!"Fiyero panicked. Brad returned him home

"Good luck, bro"

Fiyero sulked into the house. He was dreading facing his parents.

"FIYERO! Where the hell where you! You skip school, get into fights, stay out late. I've had it with your behavior. This has got to stop. You give us no choice, son." His father yelled.

"Dad, I lost track of time." Fiyero said trying to think of an excuse.

"Sweetie, what your father is saying is that we ran out of options. We don't know what to do anymore. We know you've been smoking and drinking. This was the final straw son." Clarion said.

"Wait, what are you saying?" Fiyero started to get scared.

"We're sending you to a reform boarding school." Clarion said sadly.

"No. You... you can't be serious. I...I promise. I promise I'll be good. Please don't get rid of me!" Fiyero broke down crying.

Milori put his hand on his son's back. "I'm sorry it has come to this, son. We have no choice. You leave Friday morning."

"Friday? That's in two days. I'm not going!" Fiyero ran put the door. He kept running until he slipped and fell in a river...

Fiyero shot up in his bed and screamed. He was in his room. His real room. The one in Pixie Hallows. It was just a nightmare. Just then his dad burst through the door.

"Fiyero! I heard you scream, are you alright? What wrong?" He rushed to his son's side. He sat on the edge of the bed. Fiyero moved over to make room for his father.

"I had a nightmare, that we were humans. But I was bad, and you sent me away. You didn't want me anymore, I was too much of a problem." Fiyeros eyes filled with tears. "Dad, please don't ever send me away. I promise I'll be good."

Milori pulled Fiyero onto his lap. "Shhh. Son, don't cry. I could never send you away. No matter how bad you are." Milori rocked his son. "You're safe now. I won't ever let you go."

Fiyero buried his head into his father's chest and cried. "It was all so real. I felt so abandoned."

Milori laid down with his son "Shhh, my beloved. You are with me. Try and go back to sleep."

Fiyero nodded and closed his eyes. He clung tightly to his father and fell asleep. Milori lie awake for a while holding his son. Shocked that the thought of him and Clarion sending him away scared the boy so badly. He closed his eyes holding his son close to him.

Milori awoke the next morning with Fiyero clinging tightly to him.

"Dad, sorry I woke you up last night." Fiyero mumbled into his father's chest.

Milori held him closely. "Nothing to be sorry for love, you had a frightening dream. You did nothing wrong. I came in here because I heard you scream. I was afraid that something happened." He comforted the boy. "Come, let's get some breakfast. You must be hungry."

The boys walked into the kitchen to get some breakfast.

"Good morning my loves." Clarion sang and kissed Milori and Fiyero.

"Good morning dear." Milori kissed her back. "I am bringing Fiyero with me today. Seeing as he isn't allowed to have fairy dust for the next 3 weeks."

Fiyero dropped his fork. "Damn! I was hoping you would not be so uptight and ease up."

"Not a chance son, and watch you mouth. You have gotten horrible lately with the profanity." Milori responded. "Eat up son, we have a lot to do today."

It was going to be a long 3 weeks. Milori put his hand on Fiyero's should and led him to the owl and they both climbed aboard. They set off deep into the Winter Woods. Fiyero shivered.

"Getting cold, son?" Milori asked pulling his son close to him.

"A little, I guess." Fiyero was grateful for his dad at times like this. He would always keep him safe and warm. Fiyero didn't bring a coat, and was getting really cold. He leaned closer into his father. Milori took his cape off and wrapped it around Fiyero.

"You really must remember to bring a coat. I don't want you freezing." Milori said with a laugh. Milori landed and took Fiyero off the owl. "Stay here." Milori warned.

Milori walked off into some woods, it was quiet. Too quiet. Something was not right. Milori could sense it. Fiyero ran up to him.

"Dad, what's going on?"

"Fiyero, what are you doing here? I thought I told you to stay back. Something's not right. There could be danger."

Just then a hawk flew out screeching. Fyiero made a lasso and caught onto the hawk. He grabbed his dad's hand and the both went skyward. Fiyero Climbed aboard the hawk and rode it. He rode it like an expert. He guided it all over the Winter Woods.

"Fiyero, stop this. Hawks are dangerous. Neither of us can fly. Bring us down. Now." Milori demanded. Fiyero led the hawk to the ground and they jumped off. The hawk flew away.

"Dad! Did you see how it responded to me! I want my own hawk. Please can I get one!"

"FIYERO! Stop this madness. You need to listen to me. We could have gotten hurt. Why must you disobey me?" Milori was angry.

"Dad, if I wasn't there you could have been eaten by the hawk." Fiyero argued.

"Fiyero, you always seem to put yourself in danger. I know you saved both our lives. You tamed our natural enemy. But everytime I see you riding a hawk or something equally as dangerous, I get scared. I fear I might lose you. You are too much like me for your own good."

"What do you mean dad? Too much like you for my own good." Fiyero was confused. They climbed back onto the owl. Milori held onto Fiyero tightly.

"When I was a young fairy, I was reckless and stupid. I disobeyed every order given to me. In other words, I was just like you. I smoked pixie dust and drank a diluted for of liquid nightshade. I loved danger. It was beautiful and enticing. Then I met your mother. I loved danger too much that I took the greatest risk of my life. Crossing the boarder. My wing broke. For many years I become wild and reckless. But my duties of Lord of Winter become too much. I had to stop. I became angry. When I finally reunited with your mother. My heart melted. And then when you came along...My world was complete. I had the greatest privilage in all the world. Becoming a father. And the more you acted like me, the more I feared you would do something stupid and dangerous."

"Like crossing the boarder? Dad, it wasn't stupid. It was all in the name of love."

Milori smiled and held Fiyero closer. They continued on their day. It was a wonderful day filled with smiles and laughter. But Fiyero was up for his own adventure with his friends. He knew some day that he would be a strong like his father and wise like his mother.