Author’s Note: Back again after a week where things went really weird, and having no time to post before today, I am back with a Fictioneers special! I shall have more coming soon, so keep your eye. And if you haven’t read the story “Angel In The Snow” yet, please do so. It’s one of the few that I really plan on expanding down the line, and could use good feedback.

The Fairy’s Call

by Miles H. Rost

Harry MacInnes brushed his hands on the moss-covered fountain, muttering to himself at just how much cleanup it needed.

He pulled out his brushes and de-mossing tools, carefully scraping and removing the green from the stonework. He was intent into his work, and didn’t notice a small voice creep up behind him.

“Hi!”

“GYAH!” he exclaimed, as he jumped nearly out of his skin.

“I see you’re cleaning up the area!” the voice said, coming from the mouth of a small but quite beautiful sprite.

“All places need attention,” he said, matter of factly, “This one should be restored.”

The sprite clapped and smiled.

“Because you’re doing so, I am going to grant you a wish in gratitude! What would you wish for?”

He looked at the sprite, thought for a moment, then smiled what one would consider an almost evil smile.

“I’d wish for you to be my wife.”

The sprite’s jaw dropped, and her eyes went wide. This…was not in the cards…