Due to popular demand (but mostly ObiOtaku harassing me to update XD) here is another chapter. Written VERY quickly, as some of you may be able to tell. I'm not sure how I'm going to finish, the story is in a jumble in my head…we'll see.

Also, those of you who read the online comic Errant Story should recognize the voice of reason as something that Sarine was lacking the morning after.

Sanderson panicked. Oh my God, oh my God, oh – my – GOD. What am I going to do! He could not even bear to imagine what Charmy was going to do to him when she woke up. What am I going to do?

Suddenly, he had an idea. Maybe he could just magick her back to her own bed! Then he could pretend none of this ever happened! He could deal with the problem of explaining to her family where she was the night before - if he even needed to – later; maybe there was a clause in one of the many pixie by-laws that could allow him to modify memories.

Coward. Don't want to deal with a problem, so you try to magick your way out of it?

Trying to ignore his voice of reason, he reached for the cell phone resting by his clock. The time changed from 9:49 to 9:50.

BUUUUUUZZ.

He had forgotten to unset the alarm the previous day. Sanderson instantly smashed his palm down on the top of the clock and turned off the alarm, but the damage was done. Charmy stirred and inhaled deeply.

Sanderson leaped from the bed toward his clothes thrown hastily on his desk chair the night before, pulling them on as fast as possible. As much as Charmy scared him at times, he wasn't too keen on having to fly out stark naked should he have to make a run for it.

Charmy slowly sat up and rubbed her face, blinking. It took her a second to soak in the fact that this was not her bed. Her eyes scanned the room and stopped at Sanderson. He was lying on the floor, on his back, with his legs sticking up in the air, pants half-pulled on. He stopped his hurried dressing and blanched.

There was a very long silence between the two of them that lasted for about ten seconds. Then, in Charmy's mind, something clicked.

Her shriek could be heard in the street below.