Aliesha was unaware of her brother's immense shock and confusion back at the Tooth Palace. She had flown as quickly as she could all the way to London, buzzing excitedly. Her brother was himself once more, he was free from Pitch's control and he was back, she had her brother back! She was so thrilled, it completely slipped her mind that Mitchell might be asleep at two o'clock in the morning. She fazed through his window, calling his name loudly. He started with a snort, hand scrabbling across his face.

"Wazzat?" He mumbled sleepily, bleary-eyed. His bedside lamp flicked on and he yawned, rubbing his eyes. "Aliesha? Do you immortals ever sleep?" He rambled around under the duvet, emerging to pull his pyjama trousers up. "Is everything OK?"

"Cal's better!"

"Your brother?" Aliesha nodded. Mitchell managed a sleepy smile. "That's brilliant! Hold on, let me just..." He stumbled from his room. Aliesha alighted and followed quietly. "I need caffiene, this is too early for me."

"Won't you stay awake for longer then?"

"It's Saturday. I can sleep later." He padded down the stairs, skipping the last step. "That squeaks, mind." He told her. She fluttered over it, swinging around the end of the bannister. Mitchell disappeared through a door to their left; another light came on.

"A mortal kitchen. It's so tiny."

"Yeah, but there's only three of us. Do you want a coffee?"

"Um... no?" He just nodded, propping his elbows on the counter and dozing. "Are you alright?" He hummed. Aliesha spotted a kettle and picked it up. When it started boiling, he pinched his arm, shaking his head.

"Sorry. It takes me a while to wake up."

"That's fine." Aliesha laughed. Mitchell set himeslf the task of finding his mug and the coffee jar. Aliesha nosed in his cupboards and the fridge, fascinated with the mortals' way of living. "Ooh, this is colder than the top fridge. Ice-cream!" Mitchell chuckled. "And you have snow in here!"

"It's a freezer, Lish."

"For ice-cream and snow?"

"For frozen foods. Ice-cream, meats, ready-meals, that sort of thing." She shut it and started playing with the washing machine. Mitchell let her, too uncaffienated for her amazement. "That's a blender. You put food in it and blend it into a smoothie. You should try one of them. Later though, the blender's noisy, it'll wake my parents." Aliesha nodded, playing with the hourglass. Mitchell fixed his coffee, breathing in the rich scent. "OK, tell me what happened with your brother."

"We found out that his star could help change him back to normal-"

"Star?"

"Oh. Each Guardian has a star, it's made when they take their vows to Guardianship. My friend, Sky, found Cal's star."

"Sky's the... autumn spirit?"

"Summer."

"Summer." Mitchell nodded, sipping his beverage and inviting her to continue. Aliesha explained, toying with an electronic mixer, mildly distracted by plugs and plug sockets. "Whoa, time out. You punched this Pitch dude in the face and dropped a cement block on his head?"

"Well, not cement... just part of the wall. Bricks and brick-glue." Mitchell snorted.

"Brick-glue. I love that." Aliesha felt her cheeks redden, flicking the prongs on the plug. They lined up with the holes in the wall so she fit them in. She pressed the button on the mixer, but nothing happened. "Here." Mitchell took it gently from her, flicking a switch next to the plug. The warped blades on the mixer began to spin, blurring they were so fast.

"Cool! I should get one of these. You have to mix the cookie mix by hand, it's tiring." She waggled her arms to assist her point. Mitchell smiled, not so out of it now the coffee was working its magic. "Anyway, Cal was awesome, you should have seen it." She went on to describe the battle, imitating both her brother and Pitch's actions and expressions throughout it. Mitchell laughed a few times, but he may have accidentally roused his parents. His mother came down, irate.

"What are you doing? Do you know what time it is? Is that a coffee?"

"Um... I decided I should become nocturnal." She rolled her eyes. This was clearly another Mitchell-esque thing.

"Who were you talking to then? Why were you laughing?"

"Whoa, hey, is this an interrogation? Go back to bed, Mum. The nocturnal life isn't for everyone." His mother sighed, shook her head, and left. They waited until her footsteps faded and a door closed. Mitchell lowered his voice to a whisper. "Hey. I'd like to meet your brother. Next time you come over, why don't you bring him too? Though, we probably should try and meet up without parents lurking around. I think this will be a bit hard to explain to them. They'll cart me off for sure."

"You should go on holiday and come visit us. You could see the Tooth Palace. And we can take you to the North Pole, maybe even the Warren. And you can meet everyone else!" She gasped excitedly. "How cool would that be? And you can take your mixer too."

"I don't think airport security would allow that."

"What security?"

"Airport."

"Planes." Aliesha remembered. "You should seriously get a pair of wings, they're amazing." She flexed her own. Mitchell examined them, smiling.

"I love your wings. Do you think your Moon Man can give me some?"

"My wings are one of a kind, buddy. Daughter of the Tooth Fairy and Jack Frost, remember? Wings and ice combined."

"I wonder what they'd look like with a fire design." He mused. "Oh! That reminds me! Back upstairs, I've got to show you something. Quietly though."

"They can't hear me. I'm invisible to them, remember?" He hummed, hopping over the bottom step and returning to his room. He set his coffee on the desk, rummaging through the drawers. He presented a sketch book to her.

"I'm not the best artist, but I tried."

"Oh, it's me! Kind of."

"I couldn't get the exact style of your feathers or the right colours, but I did my best. You don't think that's creepy, do you?" Aliesha shook her head. "Oh, thank god. My friend told me I was a psycho, drawing my hallucinations. And I drew some others too, I was just trying to work out what those other people you told me about looked like. Then again, I may have made the Easter Bunny a bit too fluffy and cuddly." Aliesha laughed upon seeing Bunny's portrait.

"Just a little." She agreed. "Bring this with you if you do come to us. You can update them. But can I keep this one?" She tapped her finger on the one with Bunny. "Dad can use this to wind him up."

"Excellent. Take it."

"Thank you!" She tore it free carefully and rolled it up. "I'll go and talk to Cal. We might bombard you in the early hours though. We've got to help our mum collect teeth."

"As long as I have a coffee in hand, I'll be fine. It was nice to see you again."

"And you." She smiled bashfully, starting her wings. "See you later." Mitchell saw her off, once again wishing he could fly. Aliesha was glad the cold night air washed over her face, it felt like it was on fire. He was so lovely, it was unfair! Why did he have to be mortal?