Wings

Ch. 2- My New Godchild

Ch. 2- My New Godchild

Pic on the side is of Ella ------->

No.

No.

Out of the billions of kids out there, I'm Eddie Miller's godmother? Did Madame Fleur even know who he was? How he charms innocent girls, then takes advantage of them?

Why me?

I stared at the file as though it would disappear if I did. No such luck.

Now what? Do I go up to him and be all like, "Yo Eddie, you might not believe me, but, like, I'm actually your fairy godmother and, like, your wish is my command and all that crap." Yeah, he'll totally believe me.

I groaned in frustration, then cursed as I stubbed my toe while kicking the wall. I spontaneously started to feel a sucking sensation. Oh no, oh no! Usually after you get a godchild, you poof right to them. Why did it have to happen now?

A second later, I found myself in front of a huge bed. And right on top of it was none other then yours truly.

He let out a high pitched scream that would normally make me laugh, but I was actually panicking. How should I tell him?

"Holy shit, how did you just appear in my room?!" He said straight out. "Wait a second, you're that girl from my school. Angela, right?"

"A-Angeline," I stutter out.

"Yeah, but HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET INTO MY ROOM!" He yelled, looking a little distressed.

"Um, I poofed?" I said, making it sound like a question.

"Is this a prank or something? Did my brother pay you to come in here and scare the living daylights out of me?" He demanded, causing me to shrink back away from him.

"N-n-no. Well, I'm kinda your fairy godmother?" I said, sounding unsure of myself again.

Eddie took a deep breath. "This is a house where people live in. This is not a mental asylum. You need to go to a mental asylum, not a house with people," he articulated slowly. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment and anger. I'm not mental!

"Okay, listen here you jerk. I don't care if you're my godchild or not but you do not treat me like that.

You know I can leave any moment and take away your chance for a perfect life with me? Do you think that I actually wanted to be your godmother? There are people out there who are dying from terrible diseases who could use my magic in way more useful ways that you could in your life! I could get transferred and go to someone more DESERVING!" I ranted, smoke literally coming out of my ears and my height growing three times taller. Now it was him who was shrinking back.

Despite my large advantage over him, he was able to spit out two words. "Prove it."

"Fine," I snapped. "Make a wish, any wish."

He thought for a few seconds before he said, "I wish for a puppy." A puppy? Seriously? He could have all the riches in the world, and he asks for a puppy? I sighed and flicked my wrist. A tiny puppy appeared in front of him. It raised its golden head before sniffing in the air.

Eddie visibly paled. "Wha- how is that possible? Are you a magician?" I sighed again. I always get asked this.

"No, I am not a magician. I'm a Supernatural." I replied.

"What's a Supernatural?" He asked me.

"Well, a Supernatural is a magical or mythical being. You humans don't usually know we exist. There are some Supernaturals who can just control one element, witches, werewolves, vampires, demons,and stuff like that. Me? I'm a fairy. Not the teeny, annoying ones with the pointy ears and shoes. I'm the godmother type."

"Can you fly?" He asked.

I sighed yet again. "Yes, I can fly."

"Show me," he demanded.

"While muttering, "A please would be nice," I drew out my wings. They weren't too pointy and weren't too rounded. They looked extremely delicate, but they can heal in an instant. They were kinda transparent. They also gave off a silverish hue, which was strange because no fairy's wings were silver. They were usually pink or blue or green or something.

I kicked off the ground and hovered in the air. I crossed my arms and said, "Happy?"

Eddie didn't reply. He just fell back into the mattress and said, "My life is fucked up."

I sighed. The puppy started whimpering. "I hope you know how to take care of puppies," I said before disappearing without another word.

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"So, how did the first meeting go?" My mom asked. We were sitting in an Italian restaurant having our fairy time, or mother-daughter time, as Trey thinks of it. We usually discuss our fairy training and stuff like that at these weekly outings. My little sister Ella usually comes too, since she is also a fairy, though she's only 5.

"He wished for a puppy," I said dully. My mom only laughed and turned to Ella.

"In fairy school, I learned how to control water!" Ella exclaimed excitedly. Every Sunday, Ella goes to a special school for fairies and learns basic magic. Once she reaches middle school, she will start godmother training too.

I looked at the innocent grin on Ella's face. Ella really was a pretty kid with the same pale skin as me and a few light freckles splattering her face. Her long hair came down to her waist in gorgeous ringlets. She also didn't have the pure light gold hair color. Instead, she had dirty blonde hair. Plus, Ella's eyes were more green than blue.

Mom turned back to me. "So, is the godchild cute?" She winked.

My nose turned up in disgust. "EW! He goes to my school and he flirts with girls, invites them to parties in his big mansion, then he takes them to his room and-"

"O-kkaay, moving on!" my mom said cheerfully. We discussed other topics like exams and stuff before going home.

When we got home, I saw Trey watching How I Met Your Mother. "Can't you find anything better to watch?" I asked him.

"No-o-ooooo,' he said lazily. I grabbed the remote out of his hand and went two channels down. Spongebob's face ba-ha-haed at me. I grimaced. Spongebob is so annoying.

"Spongebob?! Cool! I didn't know it was going on right now!" Trey exclaimed. I sighed. He must've wanted to watch Songebob pretty badly because I'm pretty sure I used magic to change the program on that channel. It is godmother instinct to grant anyone and eveyone's deepest desires, though in godmother training, we try to control the urges. I had just slipped up.

I decided to go to bed because tomorrow was going to be a long day in school with Eddie as my godchild....

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