I first wrote this under the name 'Secretly Porcelain' over at Ex Isle, so please don't think that I'm stealing it from someone else. It was written for a Trance romance challenge. The only two rules were it had to have Trance in it, and it could not have Ione in it.

Setting: Seefra

Fairy Tales

Trance skipped into the bar, which was completely empty except for Harper. But that was okay, she liked talking to him. He was behind the counter moving glasses around and mumbling to himself.

"Hi Harper!" Trance cheerily called to him as she stopped and rested her arms on the edge of the counter.

"What, oh, hey Trance." Harper said sheepishly. "So, no Dylan, he finally let you out of your cage?"

Trance looked at him like he sprouted a second head, "Dylan doesn't keep me in a cage Harper. I have my own room where I sleep in a bed. It's really comfy too."

"No Trance, I just meant…. Never mind. So, ah, what has caused your sparkly self to come to my happy 'lil bar?" Harper moved from behind the counter and began collecting glasses and placing them all on one table for him to put away later.

"You have to tell me a story."

"I what?"

"Dylan always tells me a story every night before I fall asleep. Usually about what he says we were all like before. But sometimes it's about from 300 hundred years ago, or really silly ones about dragons and princesses. I like those. But he's busy with someone and he said that he would tell me one tomorrow but I don't want to wait. And Rhade was busy with someone else too. And Doyle's story 'The little virus that could' just confused me. Andromeda can't tell stories, and I couldn't find Beka anywhere. So you have too, Harper."

"Alright fine. But sit down."

"Why, is it long," Trance asked hopping on the counter.

"It might be, but I have to think of it first."

A few minutes passed with silence as Trance stared at Harper and waited. Harper was thinking of something he could tell trance, a little insulted that she thought of him last. She used to be his sparkly purple babe. And now? Now she was Dylan's, whatever she was to Dylan. He ignored the pang in his heart.

"Alright, once upon a time there was a family that traveled around and went on amazing, dangerous adventures together. The leader was a kind, but scary when mad, maiden. She had short blonde hair, and always looked out for her own. There was a monk in the group, he always gave advice on what they should do, and, uh, prayed a lot. There was a handsome, charming, young knight, who a big hit with all the maidens in every fair city they went too. And there was another dashing soldier, but he died in a battle. And they missed him, but it was okay because soon after that he was replaced by a gorgeous, and I mean gorgeous, young princess who loved to make people happy and always looked for the good in everything."

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