Disclaimer: I do not own Princess Tutu.

Alright, guys! This is it. The ending. The final act. Or in latin: fine. Finally I decided to finish it off. Well, sort of. You'll see. Sooo...Thank you all for the lovely inspiring and helpful comments! They helped me a lot in this story. Oh, and I think I WILL be working on that website. I got really inspired when I wrote this final act, and I will be adding pages to my site soon. Hopefully, LOL. The link is www(dot)freewebs(dot)com(slash)kinkantown . I don't have much up yet, unfortunately. So have fun ya'll, and see you next time!

Three people marched across the grass, casting long shadows in the setting orange sun. One, banging on her drum, led the way, running to keep up with the long strides of the other two, so she wouldn't fall back and get trampled on.

Ahead of them, Princess Lucille was lying in the shade of a tree by the lake, both eyes closed, a sweet and obviously fake smile plastered on her face. All three marching people passed by her, and made their way to the other side of the lake. When she realized no one was going near her, Princess Lucille's smile turned to an expression of horror. "What are you doing?" she shouted, and springing up, hurried after them.

"Putting an end to this," said Ahiru. They all stopped at the banks of the lake. "Are you sure it's in there?" she whispered to Uzura.

Uzura nodded. "Edel-san told me so in my dream."

Fakir rolled his eyes. "That's convincing," he muttered, but didn't press the topic.

"I'll go in and destroy it. I'll probably be able to hold my breath longer than any of you, since I'm a duck," Ahiru said quietly. She didn't add that she would probably also turn back into a duck while underwater.

They stood at the edge of the lake and looked down into the water. Princess Lucille was screeching something unintelligible, and was hurrying towards them with a mad look on her bird-like face.

"Goodbye, Fakir," Ahiru whispered, as tears welled up in her eyes. Before Fakir could say anything, she pressed her lips to his, and dived into the lake.

She saw it, a wooden piece of machinery, writing into the sand at the bottom of the lake. Ahiru pushed herself downwards and grasped hold of it, tugging as hard as she could to try and pull it apart. Finally the wood snapped, and it stopped whirring. Done with the job, she pushed herself upwards towards the faces bending over the surface of the water.

When Ahiru reached the top, she ruffled her feathers, only to find that she had none. She had two arms, two legs and a pair of hands and feet - she of course had a body too. Looking around, she saw that Princess Lucille had turned into a bewildered Karmen, and all of the members of those who stop stories from becoming reality surrounded her with pleased expressions. Fakir ran towards her with tears in his eyes. "Don't scare me like that, stupid," he whispered, and hugged her. "I love you."

Epilogue

"Rue? Where are you? We're supposed to leave for that meeting in ten minutes," Mytho called, striding towards his wife's favorite room to hang out in. It was a big drawing room filled with luxurious couches and vast windows showing the beautiful scenery of their kingdom. Just looking out of one of these windows made you feel like you could soar out into the sky on a pair of wings. Mytho figured that Rue still had a lot of crow personality in her, and that was why she loved to spend time in that room.

Mytho entered the room and froze. Some black feathers lay scattered on the floor in front of a red chair.

"We meet again, Prince," said a smug voice. Outside one of the windows a bird was frozen in the air, his wings motionless in flight.

Yeah, and that's pretty much it. I left room to pick up if I ever want to start another season, and I'm really happy with how it ended, though it may seem a bit abrupt.

Thanks for reading!