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Winter had taken to sleeping late, curled up on a pile of pillows in the sun room and wishing fall would come a little faster. Summer was so hard sometimes, it wasn't his season, and he missed the cold. He still shared a bed with Phouka most nights, but when sleep failed him in the middle of the night, he crept up to the top floor of the tree house, built a little nest, and sat reading books by the soft glow of fairy lights. Then, when sleep did finally come for him, he just curled up in his nest of glittery and pretty pillows and let it wash over him.
It was nearly noon by the time he woke, and the pixie staggered about in a groggy haze as he set about his morning routine. Teeth polished nice and shiny, to keep the tooth fairy well away (What kind of fairy collected teeth after all? Not one you'd want under your pillow, that's for certain), face scrubbed and fresh, even though a moment later there was always, always, glitter on his cheeks again anyway. ...Not applied, simply there. Then it was time to do battle with his hair. Today his hair was shock white, the curls soft and short. Winter never wondered why it was or wasn't this, he simply accepted that his hair would be as it wished to be, and dressed accordingly.  Lately he'd been dressing quite plainly, but today he found himself digging a bit deeper into his closet, emerging in a bright and unusual jumper, along with a pair of colourful trainers.
He was just headed down to the kitchen when he heard a strange noise, and he went still on the steps as he tried to work out what it was.
"Shh! You're making too much noise!" a voice whispered.
"No, you are!" came another. "Besides, we have to make noise or he'll never wake up!"
There was a loud clatter, like a wooden spoon hitting the floor, then the sound of laughter, like tinkling bells. "Who won't wake up?" the first voice asked.
"Winter! Remember? We're visiting Winter, Soot, that's the whole reason we came!" 
Wandering down the last few stairs, Winter peeked around the corner just in time to see two pixies on his counter attempting to open the five-pound bag of gummy bears he'd not yet broken into. Soot, an almost rosy and dusty skinned pixie with short and silky black hair, and eyes like tiny chips of obsidian, was currently attempting to drag the bag across the counter, while Moss, a very pointy looking pixie with wild grey hair and eyes to match, was currently attempting to remove a knife from the butcher's block.
"Oh, shit!" Winter gasped, rushing over and removing the other pixie from the knife and putting him down on the table. "You're gonna slice yourself in half, you twit!" he scolded, though that only prompted more giggles from the pair. "Winter!" they squeaked, launching themselves into the air and circling the pixie. "We're here! We're visiting!" they chirped.
"I know, I can see that," Winter replied, yelping when Soot pulled his hair.
"Make us big! Make us big! Let's play!" the pair chanted.
Winter hesitated a moment, then sighed. If his friends were here, there was no point in keeping them tiny. They'd only make more mischief that way. 
"Alright, alright, stay right here. I'll be right back," he said, opening the bag of gummies to ensure his energetic house guests didn't wander. Moss swiftly swooped down to steal one, snatching it from the bag and then tumbling down onto the counter with the plump green bear.
Suddenly Winter understood all too well why Finlay had, at one point, always looked like he had a headache in the morning. ...He almost felt sorry about it too. ...Almost. Winter hadn't quite mastered guilt yet.
He returned a moment later with some of his potion, and he lifted the pair off the counter before offering them each a dose. This, of course, only prompted more excitement and chaos, but eventually, Winter had them settled down and dressed in much more mortal friendly garb. It would have been ideal to keep the pair tucked away in his tree, but his kin were having none of that, and soon they were all settled in at a table outside Starbucks. 
"Ow!" Winter yelped, as Soot pulled his hair for the seventh time that morning. "Stop it. You're just trouble!" he scowled.
"You're trouble!" the dusty skinned pixie squeaked happily. 
"I'm pretty sure Trouble lives in that village near the wizard school," Moss supplied helpfully. "She's pink now you know, wings and all."
Winter couldn't help himself, and he smiled a little at the thought. "It would be very nice to be pink, I think," he admitted.
"Or lavender," Soot said wistfully. "With pretty pearl wings..."
"I like your wings," Winter said, shaking his head. "They're like cobwebs. No one has wings like yours."
Soot perked up a bit at that, looking very pleased. "I am very unique."
"Hey! I have good wings too!" Moss insisted, forgetting the potion had vanished them temporarily, and trying to show them off. This was enough to send the pixies back into a pile of giggles, and the sound of pure joy filled the air with a hint of magic and sweetness all around them.

Date: 2017-08-15 03:58 am (UTC)
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With a brisk nod and a bright smile, Felix swung up from the table, touched the tip of his nose, and promised, "I will return directly. Don't you go anywhere, darlings."

The wizard swept off inside, and made up for his ridiculous order of a multitude of different small-sized drinks by leaving a very generous tip and chatting up the baristas and fellow patrons, leaving much of the store giggling in his wake.

Fifteen or twenty minutes later, he returned, with a tray that he'd charmed out of the staff by promising to bring it back, full of hot and cold drinks and a truly remarkable number of straws. "They marked the type of drink on the cup, but it's some sort of esoteric runic system that I can't decipher. My next field of magical study must include barista symbolism. Well, here we are." Felix set the tray down on the table, ready to leap back if the pixies fell to with the enthusiasm he expected.

Date: 2017-08-16 08:03 pm (UTC)
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Felix freed his mobile from his pocket, and tapped the case to release a very slim stylus, which he found incredibly more useful than attempting to type with his thumbs. "That is absolutely how you... science," the wizard assured them all, though mostly he was addressing Moss, to whom he'd already taken quite a liking. Wizards, after all, were subtle. Moss had a slyness to him that Felix found most endearing.

He settled down again with a small, benevolent-looking smile, fully intending to take complete notes. "Your subjects are before you, ready for experimentation... though one is starting to melt," he observed of one of the whipped-cream-topped frozen selections. "The time for science is upon us, my brave companions. It is all up to the three of you, now."

Felix could play, sort of. It was backwards and rather too serious, but he hadn't completely forgotten how. That pleased him, oddly.

Date: 2017-08-17 03:02 am (UTC)
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"I am an excellent wizard," Felix confirmed, writing out notes quickly on the surface of his mobile, watching the pixies experiment. "But not the sort that you have on the Other Side. The tattoos on my hands mean that I can't use my magic on living things, and certainly not ever on clever pixies."

That, he hoped, would be enough to soothe Soot and Moss. Winter already trusted him, after all. He reached for a clean straw, popped it in one of the more sugary drinks, and took a quick taste. Since he'd paid for them he thought he deserved a bit of the experiment.

"Are you two from the same village that Winter is? I saw it once, from far away, but clearly I'm far too big to visit."

Date: 2017-08-18 02:18 am (UTC)
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"Many people prefer to live close to their families," Felix noted mildly, because he didn't think Winter ought to be made to feel badly for making his own decisions. "I live with my love, and his brother is a grumpy ogre in an ill-fitted suit. Yet we still see him often, and my love won't stray too far away from him, because they are family."

Felix flashed a little smile. "No matter how many billy-goats the ogre threatens to eat. If I come to visit, shall I bring my love with me? I promise he's very pretty and not like an ogre at all."

Date: 2017-08-18 03:26 am (UTC)
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"The prettiest pixie and the prettiest mortal are very different things," Felix told them wisely -- or at least he made himself sound very wise, having no desire to pick up the Apple of Discord and play Paris.

"That's very generous of you, Winter, darling. I think Shannon would be quite enchanted to spend a weekend among the pixies. ... here he is," Felix added. He called up a photo of Shannon on his phone so they could see him, blond and fair-skinned and smiling slyly at the camera as Felix had snapped a photo of him when he wasn't expecting it.

Date: 2017-08-18 07:53 pm (UTC)
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Felix chuckled to himself, and returned to taking notes on the screen of his phone. "Well, I quite like him, myself. What about you pretty pixies? Did you leave anyone pining for your return at home?"

One couldn't help but be curious about the dating rituals of such fascinating fairy creatures. Or was that just Felix?

Date: 2017-08-19 12:07 am (UTC)
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"Certainly," Felix agreed mildly. "I'm choosy as well, Winter. And you are quite clearly the very best at being Winter. Don't you think, darlings?"

Date: 2017-08-21 02:51 am (UTC)
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Felix couldn't help but notice that Winter was not his normal perky self, and all of his attempts at cheering and compliments that usually worked quite well were... falling quite flat, it seemed. He hesitated to call attention to it in front of Winter's friends, though. After all, they seemed to be the source of Winter's upset.

"How do pixies get their names?" Felix asked, continuing to make notes, it seemed, though he kept an eye on Winter. "Are you named for your special talents, or the other way around?"

Date: 2017-08-21 10:01 pm (UTC)
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Felix nodded thoughtfully. "My magic likes fire and lightning best, but I have always been Felix. I'm told that it means 'lucky,' which is undoubtedly true on days like today when I have such delightful company," he told the gathered pixies with a sun-light smile.

"One day I shall have to visit the Other Side and learn all that I can fit in my head about pixies. It will be far more than I can write down, I think, so I shall have to keep all of it to myself and let the other wizards be jealous," Felix added, looking somewhat smug and satisfied about that.

Date: 2017-08-22 07:24 pm (UTC)
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Felix smiled, appearing quite pleased that Winter thought he was important. "I don't mind at all," he promised Winter, nodding to the other two pixies. "We can return to the tree and I can show you a bit. After that I promise this old man shall retire back home, and let you three play and enjoy your visit. How does that sound?"

Date: 2017-08-23 11:12 pm (UTC)
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"Not in the least," Felix assured Winter, then chuckled. "Though you'd best snatch one of these coffees for the journey, or Soot is going to claim them all."

Date: 2017-08-24 10:19 pm (UTC)
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Felix accepted the coffee gratefully. He was going to need it, to entertain three caffeinated pixies for the next stretch of day. "You're very sweet to let me tag along with you lot," he told Winter with a smile. "I feel like this was just what I needed. I haven't been much fun recently."

Date: 2017-08-25 02:01 am (UTC)
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"The city has been plagued by visitations of wild magic the last few months," Felix explained, drinking his coffee. "My order of wizards is charged with protecting London, and all of England, from any attacks of a magical nature. We've had our hands quite full. Almost as full as Soot's," he added, because it amused him.

"It's been... a very strange few months."

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