Aliesha had set off to the north. Jack had told her to look out for a star that wasn't with the other stars. "Like an independent star that floats closer to the ground. Just grab it and bring it back." Aliesha, having sat in some of Mitchell's classes, knew a bit more about stars than her father; "Just grab it, it won't burn your hands at all. That's if you can actually hold it in the first place, considering it's made of gas." She huffed angrily. "Brilliant. Just brilliant. Grab a star. Genius. Why didn't I think of that? Oh, I know why! It's completely insane! Stars can't live in the Earth's atmosphere, you can't just grab one, what the hell am I supposed to do now?" She punched through a couple of clouds and yelled in frustration. She stopped and glared at her surroundings, up at the stars and made a very rude gesture at Manny, something her mother would undoubtedly chop her hands off for. "You're supposed to know everything! Why is it so difficult to give straight answers!? You're about as helpful as a wet paper bag! Why can't you just do something because it's the right thing to do?! That's right, just ignore me, you're best at that! You can never just help!"
She raged and kicked at clouds. "I JUST WANT TO HELP CAL, IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?" Aliesha lobbed a handful of snow and ice through the sky, screaming a few choice words. It helped, it cleared her head, blew some steam. Her thoughts clicked into place. "I'm not the one to find the star. Am I? I'm his sister, does he not... does he not trust me?"
He trusted you to keep him sane. He does not trust those he does not trust around you. Cal would do anything to keep you from harm, even if it meant his own life. He is like Jack that way.
"Like Ja- Dad? Wait, who's going to find his star then? Will someone find his star?"
Sky had gone in the opposite direction to Aliesha, heading towards the warmer regions. It wasn't nighttime entirely, but some stars were out. Guardian stars were always out, just not always visible. She wondered what Cal's star would look like it if she was the one to find it. She probably wasn't, that would either be Aliesha or Tooth, maybe even Jack to some extent. Sky hummed to herself as she flew, trying to stay optimistic. Cal's star would be found, of course it would.
Steering herself up, she disappeared into the thin streams of clouds. No fairies had found her as of yet, so she assumed no-one had found the star. "Come on," She murmured to herself, "twinkle, twinkle little star, show yourself before I go far. Right now." She added, breaking tune. "I've been searching for hours now, do you know how many ice-cream stands I've passed? And the beaches! Moon and stars..." Sky stopped, hovered and looked around. A few seagulls flew laps around her, squawking a greeting and spiralling away. "Right, if I was Cal, I would want my star to be... colourful and... probably cold, he hates hot weather. Probably best if I don't find it. And it would have to be different from everyone else's, which doesn't help considering I don't know what everyone else's looks like. Ugh, Cal... you're such a pain."
After taking a quick break- with ice-cream- Sky resumed her search, flying as high as she dared and looking down at everything. It was too warm here for Cal, so his star probably wasn't here. Maybe if she flew further from the equator, but she couldn't get too cold. That's why Aliesha and Jack had gone North and South. Amber and April had gone East and West. The other Guardians had fanned out to cover more ground. Well, more star-space.
Sky sighed. The ideal climate for Cal's star would be somewhere cold and with pretty colours. The only place that sprung to mind was Alaska and even then she wasn't sure that was right. Her geography was a bit... no, tell the truth, very, very bad. "No, there has to be somewhere Cal would like just as well. Somewhere that's nice, somewhere interesting, somewhere..." She struggled for a moment, forcefully pulling her memories and thoughts together. Cal had been all over the world almost, helping his mother and the other fairies, but he hadn't been to... "Haiwaii. He's always wanted to go to Haiwaii because of Stitch. Moon and stars, that's it!" She shot off, chanting Haiwaii, Haiwaii, Haiwaii to herself over and over. She was flying so fast, she nearly missed the tropical island, crashing landing in the ocean. The waters were warm, but not warm enough. Sky shivered as she stumbled onto the beach, wringing her hair out. It would be a while before she could reheat/fly. They didn't have the time.
Thinking quickly, she hurried across the beach, stealing a couple of towels to hurriedly dry herself down. She found a new pastel blue summer dress in one of the shops, going barefoot the rest of the way, helping herself to a coffee to get her central heating back on line.
Buzzing with energy, she took haphazardly to the sky. It would take another hour or so before her natural warmth returned, but she had to make do. Cal was at stake. She couldn't lose him, she couldn't lose her best friend. Admittedly, he drove her crazy with his stupid jokes and pranks and the odd questions that he asked. Heck, Sky hadn't really liked him that much originally. Tooth had sorted that out. Now, she could hardly imagine life without that idiot. When it was them against the others, it was brilliant, she had never had so much fun and she was the spirit of summer fun. Cal was her polar opposite, like his father, and yet... he was like her clone, in a strange way. The other side of the scales, waving cheekily at her with that weirdly entrancing multi-coloured hair, those mauve eyes that lit up whenever he had an idea.
Cal needed her help, so she was going to help him to the best and beyond of what she could. He would do the same for her. "I'll do it, Cal. Pitch can throw whatever tricks he likes at me, I will burn his face off. No-one keeps me from my best friend."
That's when it happened. She was stopped short, as though something was tugging on her new dress, like a little child awaiting her attention. Turning, she was blinded. Bright lights zapped across her vision; blues, greens and purples. Cal's colours! "Where?" Sky yelled. "Where are you?" She blinked the dots from her gaze, hastily scanning the sky. "There! What, why am I finding this?" The star was a sphere throwing all those colours out like the Northern Lights. "Whoa. Cal? Why me? I could melt this thing." She poked it experimentally; it simply rocked to and fro. "Wow. Oh moon and stars, I've got to take this back! Hold on, let me just... uh... not melt it..." Taking off her straw hat, she carefully scooped the star into it. "I have the star. I HAVE THE STAR! WHY DO I HAVE THE STAR? WHY DOES HE TRUST ME MOST? I COULD KILL HIM ACCIDENTALLY, I'M TOO HOT! LIKE, TEMPERATURE-WISE! OH FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, I SOUND LIKE CAL NOW, I'VE SPENT TOO MUCH TIME WITH THAT IDIOT!"
"I'VE GOT THE STAR!" Sky yelled, dropping into the Tooth Palace. Fairies instantly departed to round up the others. Another directed her to Cal's room. "TOOTH, I'VE GOT THE STAR!"
"Why are you shouting?" Tooth asked quietly, bewildered. "Wait, you've got the star?"
"I'VE GOT THE STAR!"
"YOU'VE GOT THE STAR!" Tooth leapt up, eagerly taking the hat and sobbing when she saw its contents. "Cal, she's got the star! You're going to be OK!"
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Sky snatched her hat back, Tooth took the star in the same moment, clutching it to her chest. Pitch stood by the door, hand out. "Give me the star and no-one else gets hurt."