"Piper!" Nemesis yelled as she was buttering the bread on everyone's plates. Nemesis heard the floorboards creak, so she knew Piper had heard her.

In a few minutes Piper came stumbling down the stairs smiling. Nemesis had noticed that for the past month and a half, Piper had been smiling an awful lot. Piper sat down at the table with Victoria and Fortuna, who were already arguing.

"You can't just win all the time! You have to have some amount of good luck. Just winning because you can doesn't work." Fortuna stated.

Victoria smirked. "Obviously you can. I do all the time."

"But you're the fairy of victory! That's different!" Fortuna contradicted.

"That's enough, you two. Let's let Piper eat in peace for once," Nemesis interrupted, placing the plates on the table. Piper ate quickly once again today, Nemesis noticed.

"Excited to get somewhere today?" Nemesis asked Piper as she sat down with her own plate.

Piper blushed. "Sort of. I can't believe how much of these woods I have never explored before."

"Yes, the woods do have a lot of secrets," Fortuna said, looking Piper in the eye.

"Speaking of the forest, fall is almost here, and I think that the forest plums should be ready to pick. Why don't you do that while you are out today? Take as long as you need." Victoria suggested. Nemesis shared a look with her.

Yesterday, while Piper was out the fairies had decided that tomorrow night they would leave to go back home. Today they would hold a going-away party with just the four of them, and tell Piper the truth about her past. After that was all done, they were gone. The fairies had already packed all their personal things, and Victoria would pack Piper's as soon as Piper left. A carriage from Queen Aphrodite's castle was already on its way to pick them up.

"Ohhkay, I'll just be leaving now," Piper said as she grabbed a basket a practically skipped out the door. Nemesis could tell that she was suspicious, but Piper looked as if she had other things on her mind too.

Nemesis clapped her hands and stood up. "Kay ladies, we have work to do. Fortuna, make Piper's going-away dress, and make sure it's Royal looking. Victoria, pack Piper's things, and put our bags by the door. And I, will make the cake." Nemesis commanded.

"Chop Chop!" Victoria yelled. Victoria scrambled up the stairs, Fortuna started rummaging through the closet for the perfect fabric, and Nemesis ran to the cupboards and searched for all of the right ingredients.

She mixed the ingredients together in the large wooden bowl, and placed the liquid cake in the molds. Nemesis looked over at Fortuna and wrinkled her nose in distaste. A sea blue dress? Not exactly her style.

Nemesis put the molds on the rack above the fire and occasionally turned them so that the cake would cook evenly. Soon, it was finished. She placed the cake on the countertop so it could cool. Later, she would frost it.

Fortuna was nearly finished with the dress by now. It was elegant, not too much, not too little. It was a low-cut, three-quarter sleeve, sea blue dress that appeared as if it would barely drag on the ground. Nemesis thought Fortuna had done a wonderful job on the style, now if she could just do something about that color…

Victoria came down the stairs with Piper's bags and laid them down by the door by the rest. She looked at Nemesis's cake as she passed by.

"Why does your cake look like someone already took a slice out of it? It looks dumb," Victoria complained. Then she looked at Fortuna's dress.

"Wow, that's a lovely style! You worked efficiently on this dress I see!" Victoria praised as she walked over to it, "But…there's just one problem. The color."

Victoria touched the dress, and it turned from sea blue to deep purple.

"Hey! Don't touch my dress, Victoria! Sea Blue is the perfect color!" Fortuna exclaimed, and the dress turned back. Nemesis ran over to the dress as well.

"I think red is the perfect color!" Nemesis said, and the dress turned dark red.

"Nemesis! No! Leave my dress alone you two!"

"I think not Nemesis!" Victoria argued as the dress turned purple once more.

"That's it!" Fortuna yelled as she ran into the kitchen. Nemesis however, barely noticed this as she and Victoria kept changing the dress back and forth. Purple, red, purple, red, purple, red. The colors were starting to blend together on the dress.

"Victoria, leave it red! I will have my revenge!" Nemesis screamed.

"I'll still win! I have to, I'm the guardian of winning! Ha!" Victoria yelled back.

Suddenly, a loud bang snapped them both out of arguing. Nemesis looked at the ground by Fortuna. It was her cake!

"Stop it you two! Look at this place! It looks like…I don't know, an indescribable mess! We need lots of Luck," Fortuna said. Nemesis looked around at the house. Indeed, the house did look indescribable. Red and purple coloring was splattered all over the house, and looking out the window, she cold see that not just the house was affected by this new coloring.

"We must fix it!" Victoria declared. "Hurry, we do not have much time!" Victoria ran out the door and started changing nature back to its original colors.

Nemesis took charge of the inside of the cottage. She stared down sadly at her messed up cake, laying face down. Nemesis went to the closet and grabbed the broom. As she swiped the cake up, she glared at Fortuna, thinking of the perfect way to get revenge. Fortuna didn't notice though, as she was busy fixing the dress and returning it back to the original sea blue color.

Soon, the outside, inside and the dress were back to normal. The three fairies sat down at the table and waited for Piper to come back.

A half an hour later, they heard Piper singing as she came up to the door.

The scout known as Octavian was wondering through the forest that belonged to Queen Venus aimlessly.

Octavian honestly thought that there was no point in even looking for the stupid Princess anymore. The seventeen year deadline- literally, was nearly up, and there was no clues other than the fact that she was with the guardians.

Once this search was over, Octavian was going to cause an uprising and dethrone Khione. He wouldn't mind taking her place at all, and Octavian knew he could get enough supporters just by blackmail alone.

Just thinking about all this seemed to make the ice snowflake in his pocket feel even colder. The snowflake served as a transportation and communication device, and no matter what Octavian did, he couldn't get rid of it. He was pretty sure it was Khione's way of tracking him, making sure he didn't run off.

Octavian approached a small cage that was full of chickens. That's odd, Octavian thought.

He looked to the side, and saw a winding dirt path. Octavian decided to follow it. After a while he came to a tall wooden gate that was surrounded by a matching fence. Octavian opened the gate as quietly as he could, and dodged into a nearby bush.

Octavian heard female voices. Leaning nearer, he could decipher bits and pieces of their sentences.

"I'll have my revenge!"

"I will still win!"

"We need lots of luck,"

Apparently, they were fighting. Deciding that this information was useless, he started to crawl to the gate. That was, until he noticed what color the bush he had just been in. The bush was purple, with splatters of red in it. Octavian looked around the yard and seen that it was not just the bush that was a peculiar color, it was everything. Why would ordinary women color their yard and house red and purple?

Octavian pondered on that for a moment, until the coldness of the snowflake increased and startled him. His mission was to look for the guardians, he reminded himself, not to wander about on people's property.

Wait, guardians…Could this possibly be…? Octavian questioned.

Revenge. That could be the guardian called Nemesis.

Winning. Only Victoria matched this description.

Luck. Fortuna, of course.

Octavian pulled the snowflake out of his pocket and spoke into it. "Khione, I think I've found the guardians."

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