Chapter Eight - The Relationship Changes

"We're just a glorified lost and found!" Rachel snapped. Kirsty had been sitting on the bed listening to Rachel's rant for the last half hour. Rachel threw their clothes into the suitcase without folding them, Kirsty winced as they flew passed her face. "What the hell were you thinking Kirsty?"

"We can't lie Rachel!" Kirsty retorted. "We can't solve policies and immigration issues, this is bigger than us!"

"The fairies look to us to solve their problems, we can't disappoint them, we are- "

"Not heroes or politicians." Kirsty said sternly. "Rachel, your heart might be in the right place, but I don't think we should get involved- "

"We need to help them, why can't you see that?!" Rachel slammed her suitcase closed and poked a figure at Kirsty's chest. "And we're HEROES Kirsty! They need us! Listen to me, when we get back home, we are going to find a way to send those goblins back-"

"I don't feel comfortable about this!" Kirsty finally shouted over Rachel whining, she stood up from the bed to properly face Rachel. "And sending the goblins back doesn't do anything. I think we should leave and- "

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. The two girls fell silent and exchanged nervous glances.

Kirsty cleared her throat. "Who's there?"

"It is I, the King," King Oberon's voice came from the door.

"Shit!" Rachel whispered under her breath.

"Come in," Kirsty called.

King Oberon entered the room, the golden trim of his robe followed him and spilled onto the floor. He smiled gently, "Greetings girls, sorry to intrude."

"Hello King Oberon," they said and bowed in unison.

"What brings you here tonight your majesty?" Rachel asked the fight that occurred moments ago had faded from her face. She was now beaming as if everything was perfect, this slightly annoyed Kirsty.

"I am afraid I need your help again girls," Oberon said gently. "The fairy kingdom is in danger…"

"Okay," Kirsty said hesitantly. "What do you need us to find?"

"Did Alexa the Fashion Reporter Fairy loose her bloody magical stationery again?" Rachel sighed.

"No not that," Oberon chuckled softly. "We are in chaos at the moment. The war of the goblins is right at our front step."

"Yes, we've heard, no one has stopped talking about it since we got here," Kirsty said.

"We are about to face them as a kingdom and we need your help, I am at your mercy girls!" The King said, his eyes were shining with tears. "Will you, my champions, stay here in the palace while we take care of the goblins? We need you, you are the symbols of solidarity and hope in this kingdom. Having you here will give the fairies the moral support they need to get through these trying times. When they see you both, their hearts will fill with joy..."

"Yes." Rachel said. Kirsty glared at her.

"I don't know about-"Kirsty started.

"Good," Oberon clapped his hands. "Thank you, girls!"

Oberon swiftly exited the room without a good bye, leaving Kirsty gaping at Rachel who gazed proudly at where Oberon once stood. Kirsty understood now, Rachel was infatuated with being a hero more than anything. This was her chance to be more than a method for magical item recovery. Kirsty sighed in dismay, the days of simple friendly adventure were gone.