The Fairy Frogmother

Episode 9

Zephyrine slowly opened her eyes, feeling groggy and disoriented. She sat up and rubbed her eyes, trying to remember where she was. Then, she heard someone calling her name.

"Zephyrine! Zephyrine! Wake up this instant!" It was Mrs. Hargraves' voice, and she sounded furious.

Zephyrine scrambled to her feet, feeling a sense of dread wash over her. She must have fallen asleep during detention!

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Hargraves," Zephyrine said, trying to sound apologetic. "I must have overread."

"Overread?" Mrs. Hargraves repeated, her voice rising in anger. "You mean to tell me that you fell asleep because you were reading too much? That's no excuse, young fairy!"

Zephyrine sighed, feeling defeated. She had been so tired lately, but she couldn't seem to stop reading. It was like a compulsion she couldn't control.

Petal, who had been sitting next to Zephyrine during detention, leaned over and whispered, "Looks like you're going to need some caffeine to stay awake today, Zephyrine. Want me to brew you some of my special tea?"

Zephyrine smiled gratefully. Petal always knew how to cheer her up.

"Yes, please," she said. "Thanks, Petal. You're the best."

As they left the detention room, Petal brought out her wand and waved it in a circular motion, muttering under her breath. Suddenly, a teacup appeared in front of Zephyrine, filled with a steaming green liquid. Zephyrine hesitantly took a sip, but immediately spat it out.

"What is this, Petal? It tastes like dragon bile!" Zephyrine exclaimed, wiping her mouth.

Petal grinned mischievously. "It's my special tea, Zephyrine. It's supposed to give you energy and help you focus. Maybe I added a bit too much dragon bile this time," she chuckled.

Zephyrine rolled her eyes. "Thanks a lot, Petal. Remind me never to try your special tea again," she said, taking a sip of water to wash away the taste.

As Zephyrine sputtered and coughed, trying to get the taste of Petal's special tea out of her mouth, Blossom couldn't help but let out a laugh.

"Sorry, sorry," she said, trying to stifle her giggles. "It's just that...well, you should have seen your face!"

Petal, too, was grinning from ear to ear. "Don't worry, Zephyrine, it's just an acquired taste," she said. "It took me years to perfect the recipe."

Zephyrine gave them both a mock scowl, but she couldn't help but smile.

As soon as they arrived at their next class, Tilly was quick to mock them about their detention. "Oh, look who decided to grace us with their presence! The troublemakers are back!" she sneered.

Petal rolled her eyes and quipped, "Sorry, Tilly, we were busy doing important things like brewing up potions and practicing spells, unlike you, who probably spent the whole week perfecting your gossiping skills."

Blossom stifled a laugh, but Tilly's face turned red with anger. "How dare you speak to me like that, Petal! You're nothing but a silly little fairy who thinks she's better than everyone else!"

Zephyrine spoke up, trying to diffuse the situation. "Let's just focus on the lesson, okay? We have a lot to catch up on."

But Tilly wasn't finished. "Fine, let's get started. I'm sure you three have a lot more catching up to do, considering you're probably failing all your classes by now!"

Petal leaned over to Zephyrine and whispered, "Looks like someone needs a little dose of my special tea to calm down."

Petal approached Tilly and held out a small flask. "Sorry about our attitude, Tilly. Here, have a taste of my special tea."

Tilly looked at Petal skeptically. "Is this another one of your potions, Petal?"

Petal just grinned mischievously, "Maybe. Just try it and see."

Tilly took a small sip of the tea, and at first, her face scrunched up in disgust. But then she paused and looked at Petal with surprise. "Actually, this is really good. What's in it?"

Petal just shrugged. "It's a secret recipe. Just a little something I whipped up."

Blossom and Zephyrine looked at each other, trying to stifle their laughter as Tilly continued to drink the tea.

Petal watched with a grin as Tilly began to smile and nod along with the music playing in her head. "Oh, you're feeling it now, aren't you?" Petal said, chuckling.

Tilly nodded eagerly. "Yeah, I feel like I could do anything!" she exclaimed.

Petal's grin widened. "Well, then why don't you go run through the hallway and sing the fairy national anthem at the top of your lungs? It'll be like your own personal concert!"

Tilly's eyes widened in excitement. "That's a great idea!" she exclaimed, jumping up from her seat. "I'm going to do it!"

Petal laughed as Tilly ran out of the classroom, humming the tune of the anthem. "I can't wait to see how this turns out," Petal said to Blossom and Zephyrine, who were both shaking their heads in amusement. "She's going to be the talk of the school!"

They watched with amusement as Tilly flew down the hallway, singing a melody that vaguely resembled a national anthem. Petal couldn't help but chuckle.

"I think we just created a new fairy national anthem," Petal said, still laughing.

Blossom giggled. "I don't think that was a real anthem, Petal. But she's definitely feeling the effects of your special tea."

Tilly landed in front of them, still smiling. "That was so much fun! I feel like I could fly for days!"

Petal grinned mischievously. "Well, maybe not for days, but I'm glad you're enjoying it. Just don't blame us if Mrs. Hargraves catches you."

Tilly nodded, still grinning from ear to ear. "Thanks, Petal. You guys are the best."

As Professor Duvall walked in, Petal couldn't resist making a joke. "Is it just me, or does Professor Duvall look like he's been hit by a gust of wind?"

Blossom stifled a giggle, but Zephyrine gave her a disapproving look. "Petal, that's not nice. He's our professor. We should respect him."

Petal rolled her eyes. "Oh come on, Zephyrine. Where's your sense of humor? Besides, it's not like he can hear me anyway. Have you ever noticed how he's always lost in thought?"

As if on cue, Professor Duvall began scribbling on the board without saying a word. Petal grinned. "See? He's in his own world."

Blossom leaned over to whisper, "He's one of the best professors here, though. We should probably pay attention."

Petal shrugged. "Eh, I'll try my best. But I make no promises."

As Professor Duvall began teaching, Petal couldn't help but whisper to Zephyrine and Blossom. "Is it just me, or does Professor Duvall always sound like he's reciting poetry instead of teaching spells?"

Zephyrine stifled a laugh and nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I've been trying to take notes, but I keep getting distracted by his rhythm."

Blossom added, "I know, right? It's like he's casting a spell with his voice alone."

Petal grinned mischievously. "Maybe that's his secret. He doesn't even need a wand!"

They all giggled softly, trying to avoid getting caught by Professor Duvall.

As Professor Duvall raised his wand, a rumble of thunder shook the classroom, causing some students to jump. Petal, however, leaned back in her chair with a grin.

"Well, at least we know he's not all talk," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "That's some serious wand work."

Zephyrine rolled her eyes at Petal's comment, but she couldn't help but be impressed by the professor's control over the elements. As the thunderstorm raged on, Professor Duvall continued his lesson, his voice ringing out over the sound of the rain.

"Today, we will be studying the art of wandless magic," he announced, his wand still raised. "For those of you who have not yet mastered this skill, you may find it challenging, but with practice, you will come to appreciate its versatility and power."

As he spoke, bolts of lightning flashed outside the windows, illuminating the classroom with a blinding light. Petal leaned over to Zephyrine and whispered, "I hope he's not planning on testing us on this anytime soon. I'm not sure I'm ready for wandless magic in the middle of a thunderstorm."

Immediately, their wands began to disappear. Petal, wide-eyed, looked at the disappearing wands and then at Professor Duvall. "What did you do? Where are our wands?" she exclaimed.

Professor Duvall smiled mysteriously. "Your wands are safe. They have been stored in a secure location until the end of the class."

Zephyrine, surprised, asked, "Why would you do that, Professor?"

"Because," Professor Duvall replied, "we are going to learn wandless magic today."

Petal looked at Zephyrine and whispered, "This is going to be interesting."

As Professor Duvall continued his lesson on wandless magic, the thunderstorm outside only seemed to get worse. Petal, who was usually making funny remarks, was surprisingly quiet and attentive, listening intently to the professor's words.

"The key to safe wandless magic is control," Professor Duvall said firmly. "You must always be in complete control of your emotions and intentions. Any hint of anger, fear, or anxiety can cause a wandless spell to backfire and become uncontrollable."

As he spoke, a bolt of lightning struck just outside the window, causing the entire room to shake. Petal jumped in surprise but quickly regained her composure.

"Sorry, sorry," she muttered under her breath. "I guess I'm not feeling so funny today."

Zephyrine gave her a reassuring pat on the back. "It's okay," she whispered. "We'll make up for it later."

As the thunderstorm raged on, Professor Duvall continued his lesson, teaching the class how to harness their magic without the use of a wand. Petal listened carefully, taking mental notes on everything he said. Despite the chaos outside, she was determined to master this skill and become an even better fairy than she already was.

Suddenly, Professor Duvall disappeared, the class was left alone and defenseless without their wands. The thunderstorm outside intensified and the room shook with the force of the wind and rain.

Petal couldn't help but make a joke to lighten the tense atmosphere. "Well, I guess we're all in for a shock now!" she quipped, earning a small chuckle from the other students.

Zephyrine tried to keep her cool, but her mind raced with fear and uncertainty. "What do we do now?" she whispered to Blossom and Petal.

Blossom thought for a moment before speaking. "We need to remember the steps that Professor Duvall taught us. Stay calm, stay focused, and trust in our abilities," she replied, trying to reassure her friends.

As the storm continued to rage on, the three friends huddled together, trying to stay safe and wait for the storm to pass.

Petal looked up at the pouring rain with a big grin on her face. "Looks like Professor Duvall forgot to cast his weather protection charm," she said with a chuckle. "I guess we'll have to use our wits to stay dry."

Zephyrine and Blossom looked at each other, unsure of what to do. But Petal was already rummaging through her bag, pulling out a bright yellow raincoat and a matching hat.

"Here, put these on," she said, handing them to her friends. "You don't want to catch a cold, do you?"

Zephyrine and Blossom quickly donned the raincoats and hats, looking a bit ridiculous but at least dry. Petal, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying the rain, spinning around and laughing as the drops soaked her hair and clothes.

"Come on, girls!" she called out. "Let's dance in the rain!"

Zephyrine and Blossom hesitated for a moment, but then they joined in, twirling around with Petal and laughing as they splashed through the puddles on the classroom floor. It wasn't exactly what they had expected when they arrived at the class, but it was definitely a memorable experience.

The thunderstorm grew more worst, the wind began blowing them around, Petal stumbled and fell to the ground, her hair whipping wildly around her face.

"Whoa, this wind is no joke!" Petal shouted, her voice barely audible over the howling wind. "I hope nobody sees me like this. I look like a fairy caught in a twister!"

"Maybe you should have used some extra-strength hair gel today, Petal," Zephyrine teased, trying to keep a straight face as she spoke.

Blossom grinned. "Or maybe you should have just worn a hat."

Petal shot them both a playful glare, but couldn't help laughing along with them. "Very funny, you two. Just wait until the wind knocks you over!"

As if on cue, a sudden gust of wind sent them all tumbling to the ground, their robes and hair billowing wildly around them.

Petal could barely keep her balance as the wind buffeted her around. "I didn't know we signed up for a water park ride!" she shouted over the noise of the storm.

Blossom grabbed onto Petal's arm as the water began rising around them. "Uh, Petal, I don't think this is part of Professor Duvall's lesson plan!"

Zephyrine's eyes widened as she saw the water taking in a monstrous shape. "What is that thing?!"

Petal rolled her eyes. "It's probably just Professor Duvall's way of testing our survival skills. Classic fairy education technique."

But as the water creature loomed closer, Petal's confidence began to falter. "Okay, maybe this is not part of the lesson plan. Anyone have a plan B?"

Petal's eyes widened in terror as she watched the water creature roar and start to drag her and the other students toward its gaping mouth. "Well, this wasn't on the syllabus!" she yelled over the deafening noise of the storm. "I guess this is the advanced class."

Zephyrine, struggling to hold onto something to prevent herself from being pulled in, shouted back at Petal, "Do you have any spells that could turn this thing into a harmless goldfish?"

Petal chuckled nervously, "Sorry, I only know how to make tea, not miracles. But let me think... Maybe we could make a deal with it. Offer it some food or something."

Blossom, who was holding onto a desk for dear life, rolled her eyes. "You mean like sacrifice one of us as a snack?"

Petal shook her head, "No, no, no! We'll give it something else. Maybe some seaweed salad or a nice sushi roll."

The creature let out another deafening roar, and the students braced themselves for the worst. But to their surprise, the creature suddenly stopped and seemed to consider Petal's offer.

"Well, that's a relief," Petal said with a smile. "I was really starting to miss sushi."

The creature swam away, and the storm started to calm down. The students were left soaking wet and shaken, but alive. Petal turned to her friends, "So, sushi anyone?"

Professor Duvall appeared, Petal looked at him with relief and said, "Oh thank goodness, Professor! I was just about to suggest we tickle the creature's belly to distract it."

Tilly and Blossom looked at Petal with confusion, but Professor Duvall chuckled and replied, "While that's an interesting approach, Miss Petal, I think I have a more effective solution."

He then raised his wand, and with a flick, the water creature disappeared, and the storm dissipated. Petal looked at the Professor with admiration and said, "Wow, Professor! You really know your stuff! Can you teach us that spell?"

Professor Duvall smiled and replied, "Of course, Miss Petal. But perhaps after we dry off and get back to the classroom."

The group laughed as they left the flooded classroom, with Petal feeling proud of her quick thinking and grateful for Professor Duvall's expertise.

Blossom waved her wand and said, "Dry-as-a-bone!" Suddenly, a burst of warm air surrounded them, and their clothes and hair were instantly dry. Petal let out a sigh of relief. "I didn't fancy being wet all day," she said with a grin.

As they walked to their next class, Petal and her friends saw Tilly being chased by Mrs. Hargraves, who seemed to struggle to catch up with her.

Petal turned to her friends and said, "Looks like Tilly's still feeling the effects of my special tea."

Blossom giggled and replied, "I guess it's not just for flying anymore."

Suddenly, Tilly zoomed past them, followed closely by Mrs. Hargraves.

Petal called out to Tilly, "Don't worry, we've got your back!" and she waved her wand, causing a puff of smoke to appear between Tilly and Mrs. Hargraves.

As the smoke cleared, Tilly was nowhere to be seen.

Petal turned to her friends with a mischievous grin and said, "Oops, wrong spell! Looks like we lost Tilly."

Blossom and Zephyrine burst out laughing as Mrs. Hargraves looked around in confusion, still searching for Tilly.

Petal leaned in close to her friends and whispered, "I bet she's up in the rafters somewhere, singing the fairy national anthem."

They all chuckled as they made their way to their next class.

As they settled in their seats, Professor Thistletorn walked in, his bushy eyebrows furrowed with displeasure. "Good morning, class. I hope you have all completed the assignment I gave you last week. If not, be prepared to face the consequences," he said, his voice dripping with sternness.

Petal leaned over to Whisper and whispered, "Looks like someone needs some petal tea," causing Whisper to snort in laughter.

Professor Thistletorn's eyes landed on Petal, and he scowled. "Ms. Petal, is there something amusing about my warning?" he asked.

Petal tried to stifle her laughter and responded, "N-no, Professor. It's just that... you have a funny way of reminding us of the consequences."

Whisper chimed in, "Yeah, it's like you're trying to scare us with your bushy eyebrows."

The class erupted in laughter, and even Professor Thistletorn couldn't help but c***k a smile. "Well, I suppose my eyebrows do have a life of their own. But let's get back to the matter at hand. Who has their assignment ready to submit?" he said, regaining his composure.

As the other students began submitting their assignments, Blossom and Zephyrine looked at each other in panic.

"Oh no, I totally forgot about this assignment!" Blossom whispered to Zephyrine.

"Me too!" Zephyrine replied. "What are we going to do?"

Just then, Petal leaned over to them with a mischievous grin on her face.

"Don't worry, I've got a plan," she whispered. "Just follow my lead."

Blossom and Zephyrine exchanged a worried look but decided to trust Petal's plan.

When it was their turn to submit their assignments, Petal stepped up with a confident smile.

"Professor Thistletorn, I have an important question," she began.

"Yes, Miss Petal?" the professor replied.

"Well, I was just wondering... do you like pancakes?" Petal asked innocently.

The other students looked at her in confusion, while Professor Thistletorn raised an eyebrow.

"I... uh, well, yes, I suppose I do," he answered cautiously.

"Great!" Petal exclaimed. "Because Blossom and Zephyrine here have made you a batch of delicious pancakes as their assignment!"

Blossom and Zephyrine looked at Petal in shock. But sure enough, Petal pulled out a plate of steaming pancakes from under her cloak.

The class erupted into laughter as Professor Thistletorn took a pancake and took a bite, looking thoroughly amused.

"Well, I must say, this is certainly a creative assignment," he said with a chuckle. "I'll have to give you girls an A+ for originality."

Blossom and Zephyrine looked at each other in disbelief as they realized they had somehow managed to get away with not doing their actual assignment.

Blossom, still shocked, asked Petal. "What did you put in the pancake?"

Petal replied with a laugh, "Oh, just a bit of this, a bit of. I think I might have accidentally added some unicorn tears instead of maple syrup. But don't worry, it's perfectly safe!"

Blossom and Zephyrine exchanged worried looks as Petal gave them a mischievous grin. "Just kidding! It was definitely maple syrup. Or was it?" she added with a wink, causing the girls to burst out laughing.

As Professor Thistletorn began his lecture on animal potions, Petal daydreamed about her own magical creatures. Suddenly, she jolted upright in her seat and exclaimed, "I just thought of a hilarious animal potion! It's called the Monkey Madness Potion!"

Blossom and Zephyrine looked at her skeptically, but Petal continued, undeterred. "All you need is some monkey hair, a pinch of chili powder, and a drop of banana juice. Mix it all and say 'Ape-stractus!'"

The class burst out laughing, but Professor Thistletorn quickly regained control. "While that may be amusing, let's stick to the lesson at hand. Now, can anyone tell me the incantation for the Rat Tonic?"

As Zephyrine raised her hand to answer the question, Petal couldn't help but interject with her version of the incantation: "Rat-a-tat-tat, turn this rat into a cat!"

The class erupted into laughter, but Professor Thistletorn was not amused. "Petal, that is not the correct incantation. Please let Zephyrine answer the question," he scolded.

Petal sheepishly apologized and Zephyrine proceeded to give the correct incantation for the rat tonic spell. The class continued with their lesson, but Petal couldn't help but giggle at her silly mistake.

As Professor Duvall instructed, the students began mixing the potion, carefully following each step. Blossom was serious, focused on getting the potion just right.

Petal, on the other hand, seemed to have some trouble. She accidentally added too much of a certain ingredient, and the potion began bubbling uncontrollably.

Blossom quickly stepped in, casting a spell to stabilize the potion.

"Potionus Stabilizum!" Blossom exclaimed, waving her wand over the potion. The bubbling subsided, and the potion settled down.

Petal looked at Blossom in amazement. "Wow, Blossom, you really know your stuff!" she exclaimed.

Blossom smiled, feeling proud of herself for helping. "Thanks, Petal. It's all about paying attention to the details and staying focused."

As Zephyrine tried to mix the potion, it suddenly exploded, causing a loud noise and smoke to fill the room. Petal, trying to lighten the mood, shouted, "Well, that was explosive!" But Blossom, concerned, rushed over to Zephyrine to see if she was okay.

Professor Duvall quickly waved his wand, and the smoke cleared. He then scolded the students for not following the instructions properly. "Remember, class, potions can be dangerous if not handled correctly," he said.

Blossom then suggested they start over and follow the instructions carefully. Zephyrine, still a bit shook up, nodded in agreement.

They continued mixing the potion, carefully following the instructions this time. Petal added a pinch of fairy dust and said the incantation, "Flitter and flutter, brew and bubble, turn this potion into no trouble!" The potion then turned a bright shade of green and emitted a pleasant aroma.

Blossom smiled in satisfaction and nodded approvingly. "Good work, everyone. Let's hope this potion works as intended."

As the students finished mixing their potions, they took out their wands and began casting the spell to activate it.

Blossom's wand glowed as she chanted, "Potionus Activatus!"

Zephyrine struggled with her wand and muttered, "Acti-potionus!"

Petal waved her wand haphazardly and exclaimed, "Potionus go-go-gadget-activate!"

The potions began to bubble and glow, but suddenly Petal's potion exploded, covering her in a rainbow-colored goo.

Blossom rushed to her friend's side, while Zephyrine giggled uncontrollably.

"Petal, are you okay?" asked Blossom, concern etched on her face.

Petal looked up, her face covered in goo, and replied with a grin, "I'm fabulous, darling! Just a little sticky."

Blossom cast a spell and Petal was suddenly surrounded by a shower of bubbles, which quickly popped, leaving her clean and refreshed. However, the spell also caused a mess in the classroom, which did not go unnoticed by Professor Duvall.

"Miss Blossom, while I appreciate your eagerness to help, that spell was unnecessary and has caused quite a disruption," Professor Duvall scolded, his voice stern.

Petal looked at Blossom and chuckled, "Well, I guess you could say that spell really blew up in your face!"

Blossom rolled her eyes at Petal's pun and apologized to Professor Duvall.

As the school bell rang, signaling the end of the day, the students eagerly gathered their things and prepared to leave. But just as they were about to head out the door, Professor Duvall stopped them with a stern look.

"Before you go, I have one more thing for you all," he said, holding up a stack of papers. "An assignment on today's lesson. I expect it on my desk first thing tomorrow morning."

The students groaned in unison, but Petal saw an opportunity to inject some humor into the situation.

"Don't worry, guys," she said with a grin. "I have just the spell for this."

Petal waved her wand and recited the incantation, "Homeworkus deletus!"

Suddenly, the stack of papers flew out of Professor Duvall's hands and disappeared into thin air. The class erupted into laughter, and even Professor Duvall couldn't help but chuckle.

"Nice try, Petal," he said with a smile. "But I'm afraid that spell doesn't work on me."

Blossom, however, was not amused. She knew how important it was to complete their assignments and take their studies seriously.

"Petal, that's not funny," she scolded. "We need to do our work and take our education seriously."

Petal shrugged. "Hey, I'm just trying to lighten the mood. But you're right, Blossom. Education is important."

With that, the students said their goodbyes and headed home, ready to tackle their homework and continue their magical education.

As Zephyrine entered the house, she saw Thorn frantically cleaning up the mess in the living room. He looked up and scowled when he saw her. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the troublemaker herself. Did you have a good time getting into trouble at school today?"

Zephyrine rolled her eyes and ignored him. She headed to her room and closed the door behind her, but Thorn followed her.

Thorn sneered. "I hope you learned your lesson about causing chaos. Mom was not happy with you, and neither am I. You're grounded, young lady."

Zephyrine rolled her eyes. "Ugh, can you be any more annoying?"

Thorn laughed. "I could try, but I don't think I need to. You do a good enough job of annoying everyone around you."

Zephyrine sighed and muttered a spell under her breath. Suddenly, Thorn's voice became high-pitched and squeaky, making him sound like a cartoon character.

Thorn yelled. "What the-? What did you do to my voice? This isn't funny!"

Zephyrine laughed. "Actually, it's hilarious. Maybe now you'll think twice before grounding me again."

Thorn glared at her, but Zephyrine just laughed and closed the door, leaving Thorn to clean up in silence.

Zephyrine sat down on her bed and pulled out her diary, ready to write about the day's events. Just as she was about to start, Timix flew in.

"Hey, Zeph! What are you up to?" he asked, flying around.

"Trying to write in my diary, Timix. Can't you see that?" Zephyrine said, slightly annoyed.

"Oh, a diary! Let me see, let me see!" Timix exclaimed, trying to grab the book out of her hands.

"No, Timix! It's private," Zephyrine protested, holding the diary close to her chest.

"Private? What's the point of having a diary if you don't share it with anyone?" Timix said, pouting.

Zephyrine rolled her eyes. "I share it with myself. Now, please leave me alone so I can write in peace."

"Fine, fine. But can I at least help you with a spell or something? I'm getting bored," Timix said, hovering in front of her.

Zephyrine sighed. "Okay, fine. How about you help me with the spell for cleaning up my room?"

"Cleaning up? Ugh, that's so boring," Timix groaned.

"Just help me, Timix," Zephyrine said, holding out her wand.

"Alright, alright. Let me think... Ah, here it is! 'Tidio de-cluttero!'" Timix said, waving his tiny arms around.

Zephyrine looked skeptical. "Are you sure that's a real spell?"

"Of course it is! Trust me," Timix said, grinning mischievously.

Zephyrine shrugged and pointed her wand at the messy pile of clothes on the floor. "Tidio de-cluttero!"

Suddenly, the clothes disappeared into thin air, leaving the floor spotless.

"Whoa, it worked! Thanks, Timix!" Zephyrine exclaimed.

"See? I'm a genius," Timix said, puffing out his chest.

Zephyrine chuckled and went back to writing in her diary, grateful for her annoying yet helpful pixie friend.