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Anti-Fairy World.
In a nutshell? Dark, grimy, constantly radiating pure evilness! And maybe slightly lemon scented. The perfect repellent to fairies which very much suited an anti-one. Those pure, rainbow puking, sunshine emitting creatures that unfortunately are the very reason to an anti-fairy’s existence.
It was no secret that fairy and anti-fairies’ relationships weren’t pleasant. Since an anti-fairy should feel nothing but pure thrill and joy at displeasing those ‘goodie two-shoes’ cretins. Foop could understand that. All his young life that had been his very goal. To ruin any kind of adventure that Poof may have had with his ‘brother’.
The very human who had broken perhaps the biggest rule of all. Causing so much in balance in time that Father time had to pause Earth just for it to catch back up – giving Fairies plenty time for ‘holiday’. He'd commend the fool, if it wasn't impossible to do so.
Cosmo, Wanda, Poof and even his own parents had taken this opportunity to break away from humans and Earth. Father time gave no clear… time… as to when he could restore the balance again. So naturally the fairies took this time to ‘heal’ and ‘fix their marriage’ or whatever. He held no concern for them.
No… rather than focus on them, on Poof… he chose to stay at the manor and focus on a plan to finally foil Poof. To make the fairy want to shrivel up and burst! Metaphorically of course – he had no intentions of exploding with him. It’d take time… but this anti-fairy was certain he’d come up with one.
Time still had not ticked yet, Foop stood before a large mirror and looked at the changes his body was going through. His limbs had grown a fair bit, now taking more his father’s body shape, but he felt comfortable with himself. Unfortunately, his head had not lost its particular shape, but he was more than accustomed to it – made him feel rather unique actually.
He fiddled with his new jacket and posed just a little, before nodding just slightly as he silently agreed that – yes, he suited this. Before he could give himself more praise however, the crashing rain against the castle brought him out of his stupor.
He flew up to a window and looked outside, ‘How ghastly’. He thought to himself as he watched it come down. With a shiver, he glided down towards the kitchen to make a hot chocolate (not everything has to be done magically…).
Yes, all seemed to be going rather swimmingly for this anti-fairy. His plans were going to be grand, he had a fetching new outfit, and with time still at a pause. He had plenty time to enjoy the peace and solitude of his castle. Taking a sip from the cocoa, he sighed with a smile.
It was the crashing and the heavy banging against the tall intimidating castle walls that near made him drop the cup. “How dare…” he mumbled, casting an eye towards the hallway leading to the castle entrance. He slammed that cup down (carefully) when the pesky anti-fairy kept persistently knocking on the door.
He’d never flown so fast to it, for how very dare someone interrupt his first moment of actual peace?! “Cease your knocking!” He yelled. Surely now his usual purple complexion was spouting a teapot red with anger. But persistent they were, and he too pulled the door open so fast with anger that his heart near skipped a damn beat when this light purple fairy fell right into his arms.
“I didn’t know… where to go…”