"You changed your walls??" An incredulous female voice asked suddenly. "You have the ability to do whatever you want, and you changed the color of your walls?"
Ty jolted from the bed in sudden horror, his heart racing, and looked around frantically. There was nobody in the room with him, at least, nobody he could see. He backed towards the door cautiously.
"And what's this responsibility nonsense?" The voice seemed closer, but somehow distant at the same time.
"I-I don't want to hurt anyone else!" Ty stumbled, confused.
"Why? Did you hurt somebody already?" The voice asked.
"Well, not exactly. Not... well, yes and no." Ty replied.
"What did you do?" The voice demanded, almost in a scolding tone.
"I-I made my step brother's body get younger. I'm sorry! I won't do it again! I won't do..."
"Quiet!" The voice spat. "The fucker deserved it."
Ty blinked in response. "Excuse me?"
"He deserved it." The voice consoled. "He's been pushing you around like his little bitch for years now. You made him small and weak. So what?"
"What *are* you?" Ty, exasperated, finally blurted.
A small giggle was his response. "I wondered when you'd get to that. Fine." There was a small flurry of yellow sparks on the edge of Ty's bed, which quickly resolved - twirling and sparkling - into the shape of a very small woman, smaller than a barbie doll. She had pointed ears, freckles, and hand-sewn leather clothes. She was definitely shapely, definitely mature, and held a coy smile on her face.
Ty gaped. "W-What... the?"
"Never seen a fairy before, huh?" The little woman chuckled.
"I..." Ty blinked. "No."
"Ah, but you did!" The tiny woman laughed again. "You're not very bright, are you, kid?"
"I did not!" Ty insisted. "And if you're a fairy, where are your wings?"
This visibly irritated the little creature and she sighed heavily, crossing her arms in annoyance. "Look, kid, that little bitch Tinkerbell isn't even real. And she's been giving us a bad image for years now. I don't have wings! Don't need them. And if you had half a brain, you'd know why!"
"Hey, look!" Ty shot back. "This is a little overwhelming for me, okay? You come in here, start cursing and making fun of me, and then I have a teensy woman sitting on my bed. I've had a freaky day already. Cut me some slack!"
The fairy considered this for a moment, then looked slightly sheepish. "Fine, fine. You know what, you've got a point. I just like messing with mortals. Keeps my dull life interesting."
"Well, can you explain then?" Ty asked, creeping a little closer and kneeling down a couple feet from the bed.
"I guess. But really, I tholikught you would have figured it out. I know you're smart." She sighed. "Whatever. Too long to explain. Maybe you'd remember me better this way." The fairy seemed to jolt, and grow bumpy. Ty watched with disbelief as quickly she morphed into a small robin, clothes vanishing. The very injured robin Ty had saved from a snarling dog in the forest weeks ago. He had forgotten.
"Oh my God. It was you?" Now he realized.
"Ahhh! So you do remember!" The little bird half-squawked. "Yes. And this is why I don't need wings. Because I can turn into a bird." Just as quickly, she started to shift back to the human form, but seemed to stop halfway in between, a perfect mix of woman and bird. Humanoid, but with bird features, face, and feathers. Still naked. She took on a cocky grin.
"That's impressive." Ty blinked, smiling, amazed by the transformation. "Does it hurt you?"
"Not at all." The bird woman smiled. "And don't think I missed you checking me out like this."
Ty blushed deeply. "I-I wasn't."
The grin at the edges of the bird woman's beak grew wider. "Dirty boy. I like you checking me out..."
Ty stammered. "Er..."
"I bet you're getting a hard on for me right now. You like the sexy little bird girl, don't you?" She raised one of her wing arms and fanned it across her body, fluttering her beautiful black and red plumage. "I think I turn you on more than a human would. You're kinky."
Ty blushed in deep embarassment. "N-No, it's just that... you're... you're very pretty that way."
"And wasn't I pretty as a human?"
"Y-Yes!" Ty blurted. "I mean no, I mean... I feel so weird."
The bird laughed, half squawking, and began to shift all the way back to her original form, still giggling as her clothes faded back while he feathers vanished. "You're so easy to mess with!"
"That wasn't nice!" Ty scolded, angry.
"So, anyway..." The fairy rolled her eyes, and sat back on the bed. "You saved me, so I decided to extend to you your new power. Make sense? Tit for tat. Thanks for saving me and all that."
"Well, thank you. But I'm not sure I want it."
"You haven't even tried it out! You regressed your foster brother, big deal." She waved her hand dismissively. "You can control whatever you want whenever you want. Anything."
Ty went pale. "Well, what do you want me to do?"
"I don't know! That's just my damn point, kid!" She shrugged. "Think of something. You have to want to screw with the people who have made your life hell. And don't tell me otherwise."
Ty sighed. "Well, yes. It felt really good to shrink Dustin like that."
The fairy smiled wryly. "Yeah? That's just the start, kid. You have no idea how good this power can be. How good it can feel for you. For others. It's fucking amazing!"
"Do you have it?" Ty asked.
The fairy suddenly went very serious, and seemed genuinely somber. Her little face fell, and all pretense of her prankster personality faded. "No." She said softly. "Because I gave it to you."
Ty gasped and looked guilty. "Sorry... I mean... you didn't have to."
"No, I wanted to. I gave up my power so you could have it. It's been a couple thousand years since that happened to anybody. I can tell you're a good kid."
"Then, thank you very much. I really feel honored."
The fairy brightened. "Yeah? Then put it to good use."
"Well..." Ty grinned. "What should we do? Got any ideas?"