Six reviews! Ok, that's close enough I guess (I said AROUND ten if you recall). *sigh* alright I won't insist on getting more reviews before I post the next chapter, although they are greatly appreciated and encouraged. Hope you like it. Enjoy!

To Shandethe Sanders: I don't have a beta reader on this story so if I've got any punctuation mistakes or otherwise, forgive me. If you know a person interested in beta reading an EF fic though, please tell me! ^_^ thanks!

Note: One more thing, sorry, but it might take me awhile to get around to no 3 chapter cause I'm currently workin on two other stories (you can read those too if you want!). Please forgive me if I take sometime.



Chapter 2: In Which a Fairy Godmother Pays a Visit

Trudging through the dust-filed roads, Prince Gavin gloomily munched on some travelers bread he had bought from the village baker a few miles back. The thought of using his magical boots had occurred, but he'd changed his mind, as food and traveling seven leagues per second didn't usually agree with his stomach. However he paused for a moment as a sudden wind picked up. Dust twisted up from the ground, making him cough and sputter. Gavin felt the swirling of magic gather into a distinct spot. With a pop, his fairy godmother stood in front of him, her hands on her hips, complete with a tight-lipped glare.

Just where do you think you're going? she demanded.

To the Enchanted Forest ma'am. It's the quickest way to the Mountains of Morning, he sighed, I've got to rescue Princess Aerida from a dragon.

Well it's about time young man. But really, this has been such short notice! I barely had time to prepare! his Fairy Godmother exclaimed indignantly.

Prepare what?

Why every Fairy Godmother is obliged to give advice and things of use to aide their charges throughout their perilous quests.

Oh I see, Gavin said politely, if a little uncertainly. His Fairy Godmother could be a little unreliable at times. Um, what advice did you wish to give me?

Not advice my dear boy, but a magical object of great value. Such a thing of magnitude has not been seen on the face of this earth since the dawn of time! Gavin sighed inwardly, his Fairy Godmother tended to exaggerate.

And this thing of magnitude would be?....

Waving her hands with flourish and making an attempt to be dramatic she said: "Appear before me, O great chasm of power! I summon thee here to fulfill thy destiny! There was a flash of blinding light. Probably put on for effects, Gavin thought. When it dimmed and he could see again, his Fairy Godmother cried out, and opened her hand.

A pebble? Gavin said, unenthusiastically.

Hardly a mere pebble my boy, she replied, a little put out. It is the detritus of power and magic!

Gavin blinked. The what?

The Stone, young man! The Stone! Why, it has been lost for centuries and I have summoned it here thus, bestowing upon you a great gift. She gave him the stone, which appeared as clear as glass, and yet foggy the next moment. It didn't seem like such a great gift, but it was his Fairy Godmother, and it is always best to accept gifts from Fairy Godmothers. People usually ended up sleeping for thousands of years until someone comes around and kisses them. The fairy tapped her foot impatiently.

What? Oh yes! Gavin remembered, Thank you ma'am. Your gift is highly appreciated.

The fairy nodded in approval, and with a swish, flick of her wand, she was gone. The prince placed the stone in his pocket with a shrug, he might find a use for it later he supposed. Stuffing the rest of the bread in his mouth, he decided he'd travel the rest of the way with his boots. Taking a big step he felt the land around him lurch, he was seven leagues further, the land was filled pastures and farms. Another step. He almost hit a tree that was right in front of him. Big stride. Cows meandering across the lawn. One final strut and there! He'd reached the edge of the Enchanted Forest.

The trees loomed high above Gavin's head. Moss filled the ground, lush and vibrant. Careful not to take a step forward, Gavin sat down and removed his boots, replacing them with his normal ones. He proceeded into the forest. As soon as he entered he felt a change. Everything around him seemed more.... well, more alive. He couldn't remember much of what his instructor Berald had told him about enchanted forests though. Taking a few cautious steps, he waited as if something terrible would happen at any moment. Nothing did. Proceeding on with more confidence, our young prince began to explore the Enchanted Forest. He knew his way to the Mountains of Morning, but nothing seemed to be in the right place. He tried and tried to find his direction, but it seemed simply impossible. Finally, with a cry of exasperation, Gavin sat down on an outcropping rock. He sulked there for sometime, and we must forgive our little hero for this mistake, for he is a prince after all, and they are known to be rather erratic and illogical. When the afternoon was gone, and the evening rapidly approaching, Prince Gavin finally came to terms with his annoyance. He decided (rather unwisely) to explore the forest during the night.

Gathering his pack and checking to make sure that his sword was in place, he went forward to probe the forest. Blundering through thorns and hitting himself of trees, Gavin grew increasingly frustrated with his situation. He muttered darkly, massaging his head. A shrill, piercing cry filled the darkness. The Prince froze. It was a werewolf! Stumbling on some tree roots, he spun around and planned to head in the opposite direction.

However he was interrupted by, Ow! Ouch! Mind your feet! Do you watch where you're going? No, I suppose you don't. You should look where you're stepping you know. Squinting in the darkness, Gavin tried to find the person who was talking to him. Down here, the voice said. Looking the that direction, he could barely make out the shape of what was.... a lizard? it said, I'm a lizard, Suz by name. You should be more careful you know.

I-I'm sorry, Gavin stuttered.

You are? You are! How perfectly delightful! Who are you, and what are you doing the the Enchanted Forest? You're a Prince aren't you? Only Prince's are foolish enough to wander around at night.

My name is Gavin, he said, You're right, I am a Prince, but I'm rather new to the forest. I'm trying to find the Mountains of Morning.

Mountains of Morning? What do you want in the Mountains of Morning? A howl broke out once more and Gavin shivered involuntarily. He felt a warm presence in his shirt pocket. Putting his hand inside it, he drew out the stone that his Fairy Godmother had given him. the lizard exclaimed, Oh my oh my goodness gracious! Dear, dear, dearie me! The Stone! The one and only Stone! Skittering up onto his shoulder, Suz squeaked in his ear, follow me!

It is rather hard to follow a lizard, but it is even harder to follow a lizard in the dark. Thankfully he had only to follow the trail of Suz's incessant chatter. After what seemed like hours of unending dread, Gavin saw a large castle. It was in the middle of a square moat with numerous towers and four balconies. Where are we Suz? he asked.

What? Where? Oh. We are in front of the castle of the King and Queen of the Enchanted Forest.






Voila! Chapter 2! Hope you like it, tell me what you think! ^_^