Picture of Malcolm stripping🤤

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Kalem's P.O.V

"When you said something crazy, this was most definitely not what I had in mind," Master says while holding up the ends of one of Aias' shirts with disgust written all across his face.

I look down at mine with a smile, it was yellow!

"Well for what I have in mind, looking the part will go a long way," Aias' Malcolm replies with a giddy smile, "and Aias' wardrobe is really similar to the pixies, so this is perfect!"

Master looks over at Aias with a mean glare, silently blaming him for the change but Aias ignored him. He was too busy watching his Malcolm change into his clothes to look at anyone else.

Before when Aias' used to wear a collar and wasn't yet his Malcolm's master, he used to wear clothes like Malcolm. Those looked good too, but the clothes Aias' wore now was far better, it was like they were made for his body and nobody else's.

Aias' clothes were usually loose and flowly, like fabricated wind and they were always in pretty, pretty colours. If the pixies dressed like him then I already liked them more than before. Aias said that most of his clothes were made from something called silk and I loved how they all looked on him, but Master always said he looked like he was in granny pyjamas.

I didn't understand what that meant but it sounded mean so I never laughed when Master said it.

"I suppose it makes sense that our species share a similarity," Aias says while the rest of us change into his clothes. "With the pointed ear tips, I wouldn't be surprised if we shared some genetical composition as well."

"You could be a," I stop to push my head through the top of my shirt, "a pixie!" I exclaim once I'm back for air.

Pixies were one of the species I'd read about while we were searching for what I was, and from everything I'd been told, they sounded so pretty!

They were supposed to have big, beautiful wings, but not like bird wings, these were thin like paper and clear like glass, and they sparkled!

I wanted to see the sparkling wings!

Aias laughs while he slips off of the bed and comes to me. "I know you'd love that but I highly doubt that I am," Aias says while he fixes the shirt on me. It was way too big for me, but when Aias did something with his fingers it got smaller and smaller until it was just right.

"Well, I'd still love you if you were," I promise eagerly, "I'd love you no matter what you were."

Aias smiles happily and presses a kiss to my head. Once I'm all set, Aias looks across to his Master and freezes in his place.

Aias' Malcolm was in a navy green set that made his beautiful dark skin look even more pretty. The pants went down to his ankles like all of ours, but he wore a shirt that had no sleeves which left his large arms exposed. The shirt was pinned just over his chest with little, silver needle things that matched his silver necklace.

"I think you suit elven fashion very nicely, Pisen" Aias comments in a low tone, his eyes glowing for just a moment.

He did look really good, but I didn't think he looked as good as my Master.

Master leaned against one of the tall wardrobe doors in a deep red that was so dark that it looked like it would turn black any second. Master's shirt was far different that Malcolm's, this one had long sleeves that were rolled up to his elbows, and it was open at the top to expose his firm chest that made my mouth and hole wet.

"You look really nice Master." I manage after swallowing a few times.

The firm frown on Master's lips leave his face and a smile breaks out in its place. He comes to me and pulls me into his arms, "thank you, Kalem. But I'm afraid none of us looks as beautiful as you do in yellow."

My cheeks heat up quickly at Master's compliment that made me smile so wide my lips hurt. So I ducked my head into his chest and hugged him tight, already eternally happy with the way the night was going.

"Well, shall we get back on the road?" Aias asks, but before anyone could answer, I pop us all to where we left Master's car outside the house.

Master and Aias both release small, high pitched sound of surprise that sounded so weird coming from them that nobody said anything.

I force myself to look at the ground while biting my lips, trying my hardest not to let any of my giggles out, but when Aias' Malcolm's started laughing, there was nothing I could do to stop it.

My laugh wasn't as loud as Malcolm's but it got louder the longer he laughter. It was like his fed into mine and even though Aias and Lincoln were both glaring at us, I couldn't help myself.

"I am going to remember this f-forever!" Aias' Malcolm declares with tears in his eyes now.

"Alright, alright," Master groans while he pushes us towards the car, "that's enough of that."

"S-Sorry Master," I stutter out through my giggles.

"Sure you are," Master replies sarcastically. "Now everyone get in."

"I want to drive!" Aias' Malcolm declares while he runs ahead of us. He jumps into Master's seat at the front and runs his hands lovingly over Master's steering wheel with a massive grin on his face.

"No," Master replies firmly.

Tonight, Master had chosen to drive one of his special cars that he kept safe in the large garage away from the property. It was only because Aias' Malcolm had begged him to, but even so, he had smiles the whole drive over.

Master seemed to like cars very much, maybe that could be what I got him to show him how much I loved him. But I had no idea where he got them from, or how to get them, and getting one by myself seemed scary.

"Why not?" Aias' Malcolm asks with a frown.

"Because I said so," Master replies, not wavering for a second.

"Aias!" Malcolm whines, giving his Master the same face I gave mine when I didn't want to eat his vegetables.

Aias seemed amused by the whole thing while he looked from his Malcolm to Lincoln, the softness in his features fading the moment his eyes met Master's. "Is the vehicle not safe for him to drive?"

"My car is just fine, if someone who isn't named Malcolm drives it," Master replies dryly, and when I open my mouth he quickly adds, "or Kalem."

I shut my mouth and pout just a little bit. I may have never controlled a car before as Master did but I didn't think it would be too hard, and maybe if I tried really hard, it would come to me just as easily as popping had.

"Well," Aias draws out with a naughty smile, "lucky for us, I fit the bill."

Aias walks the rest of the way to the car and opens one of the front doors, gesturing for his Malcolm to come out. He does, but not without a little bit of whining and muttered complaints that disappear when Aias pets his cheek gently.

"Oh no," Master says with a chuckle, "you aren't driving either." Master seemed to be serious, even more serious than when Malcolm wanted to drive, but that only made Aias smile even bigger.

"My name isn't Malcolm or Kalem," He replies sarcastically while leaning against the open door, "I was under the impression that those were the only requirements. Isn't that what you just said?"

"Yes, but-"

"Well, then I guess you should get in and enjoy the ride," Aias cuts in before he slides into the front seat and shuts the door firmly behind him.

I look up to Master nervously and wince a little bit when I find him staring straight at Aias through the glass. His jaws were grinding together so hard that I could hear it, and his eyes were blood-red with rage like they'd been when Mr. W had visited us for the first time.

Master looked scary, but also really sexy because his eyes were matching his clothes and his fangs were dropping which always made things hotter.

But that wasn't the point right now. The point was that Master was going to try and kill Aias any second now.

"Lincoln," I whisper hopefully. Master immediately looks at me, the red fading from his eyes while they focused on me. I smile happily at him and tippy-toe to press a kiss to his lips, "you said that you wanted to do something really fun and crazy tonight Master. So please don't be mad with Aias for trying to do it too."

I wasn't sure if Aias driving was one of the crazy things Master had in mind, but it was crazy to him, and that had to matter for something. Master looks at me for a few seconds before he sighs dramatically and nods his head with stiff agreement.

"If you cause even a single scratch," Master warns Aias with a pointed finger.

"I'll fix it," Aias replies lazily before he twists the inside part to bring the car to life with a growly sound, "now get in, I thought we were supposed to be having fun tonight. The only fun I've had so far was seeing this old man so grumpy."

"I'll saw off his fucking ears," Master mutters under his breath, but it was drowned out completely by Aias' Malcolm's yelling.

"Shotgun!" He yells while running for the seat next to his Master.

With a small grin on my lips, I pop away from Master and into the space beside Aias. I lock the door just before he tugged at the opening handle and stared up at him through the window with a big smile.

Aias' Malcolm stares at me with super big eyes and an open mouth that kept growing wider and wider with the horror in his eyes. He pressed his face flatly against the glass, and groans, "I called shotgun!"

"I don't know what that means," I reply truthfully but my giggling made me seem guilty. But it was hard to stop myself from laughing with that way Aias' Malcolm was staring at me through the window, and his master's laughter beside me didn't help either.

"Lincoln!" He whines angrily while tugging so roughly at the door handle that the car began to shake from it. "Tell him to get out! I called shotgun!"

"Malcolm, I know this may be hard to comprehend," Master says while he opens the door behind Aias' chair, "but I really don't care."

Master shuts the door and I look back at him for permission. I never got to sit in the front because Master said it wasn't safe, and he always buckled me up in the back. But Master wasn't telling me to move so that must've meant it was okay to sit here now. I smile extra wide at him and Master smiles back while he leans back into his own seat.

After lots of complaining and yelling, Aias' Malcolm drags his feet away from my door and to the one behind me. He sinks into the seat and slams the door before leaning forward to look at me with a deep frown, "for future reference Kalem when someone calls shotgun, that means they get to sit in the front seat no matter what.

They could come to the car last, and it'll still be their seat. They could be banished from ever entering a car again, and it would still be their seat. It's the law and you violated that law. Do you know what happened to people who violate the law Kalem?"

"T-They go to prison?" I answer shakily.

"Dear God," Master grumbles in the back while Malcolm nods seriously.

"That's exactly what happens Kalem. But I'll let you get away with it just this once because you didn't know. But if you do it again, I'll have to send you to prison." Aias' Malcolm explains carefully, "do you understand?"

I nod quickly and swallow deeply before I make my most serious apologies to him. If I went to prison, I wouldn't be able to be with Master ever again and that was the scariest thing in the entire world.

I thought it would just be a little funny prank to get to the seat before Aias' Malcolm, but I didn't think that it would make me go to prison.

I didn't want to go to prison!

"Alright, that's enough," Aias says while he pushes his Malcolm back, "buckle up both of you so we can get on the road."

"A question for the elf," Master says while I try to buckle myself in without his help. Aias sneers angrily and Master smiles with pleasure.

"Which one?" Aias' Malcolm says with a snicker.

"Do you even know how to drive?" Master asks with his calm-worried tone, it was the one he used when he wanted to sound chill but was actually really worried on the inside. It usually came out whenever I told him that there was no more of his favourite blood types.

Aias doesn't reply immediately, he was too busy looking at every inch of the machine parts in from of him. This car was very different from Master's normal car, there were fewer buttons all around and it looked way less complicated but Aias was still studying it like one of Master's library books. His eyes were lit up and so were the ends of his hair which meant that he was really focusing.

"No," Aias replies as the light inside of him fades away and he sets his hand over the stick in the middle of us and the other on the steering wheel, "but I'll figure it out."

"Figure it out!" Master starts but his words get drowned out by the loud screeching sound of the wheels below as Aias slams his foot down and does something with the stick. The car shoots forward and Aias twists the wheel, we all lean to the side while Aias makes the car spin around the fountain in from the house, over and over again.

I close my eyes and try not to vomit. Aias breaks from the fountain and head down the open driveway so fast that my body was sticking to my seat.

"Wahoooo!!" Aias' Malcolm cheers from the back just as Master yelled, "Elf!!!"

But Master couldn't do anything now because we were already off and heading down the dark path between all the dark trees to whatever waited for us tonight.

Aias' lips were stretched in a closed-lipped smile that only grew as he took us down the dirt roads without any hesitance, his hand on the stick shifting and moving it every now and again which sometimes made the car go even faster.

When we finally made it to the large smooth roads with all the other cars, Master's eyes were large in the little mirror and Malcolm looked a little sick.

"I like this," Aias comments while he moves in between all the lanes and the cars in them.

"Well, you better enjoy it, because you're not driving any of my cars ever again!" Master declares firmly while gripping tightly to the handle above him. "Fucking elves."

"Would you stop being such a sourpuss for one night?" Aias' Malcolm groans while he leans over to drag Master into an awkward hug that he fought to the best of his ability. "You agreed to this, so why don't you stop complaining so much and just go with it."

Master doesn't reply with either a yes or no which in my head meant that he was listening to his friend. I smile and look to my own who was still smiling which already made this night an amazing one for me.

"So, where exactly are we heading pisen?" Aias asks, his eyes never leaving the road in front of him.

"I want to introduce you two to some of the better parts of the supernatural in this realm than what you've encountered." Aias' Malcolm suggests, the happiness in his voice just as clear as it was on his face. "So we'll start with the pixies."

"Yay!" I cheer happily while turning a bit in my seat so I could see him without looking up at the tiny mirror.

Looking towards Master, Aias' Malcolm raises a brow and asks, "anything went down between you and any pixies while I was asleep?" When Master shakes his head no, Malcolm looks back at me and grins widely, "then we'll be going to a pixie festival first."

"A pixie festival?" Aias repeats carefully, trying it out on his tongue.

"Yeah, they're lots of fun, no matter the year," He replies with a naughty chuckle that sounded just a little evil. "Let me tell you those little guys know how to have a good time, though they're a little territorial so we've got to go through an old friend first."

"Is this dangerous Pisen?" Aias asks carefully, his voice turning very serious.

"No, well yes... but it'll be fun!"

"I want to meet a pixie!" I say hopefully.

"If things go to plan, I promise me you're going to love me more than Lincoln," Malcolm says confidently which made me squeal even though I knew there was nothing I could ever love more than my Master.

"Regret," Master says with a sigh. "I feel an immense amount of regret."

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"Alright, you guys wait here and I'll be right back." Aias' Malcolm says as he taps gently on the bark of the tree we were standing in front of.

Nothing happens for a moment before a small circle-shaped hole forms where Malcolm knocked. It was like the tiniest door in the world opened that let lots and lots of light out, making it impossible for me to get a peek inside. Then Malcolm was gone and so was the little door of light as if neither had been there just before.

I rub at my eyes quickly but there still was no Malcolm. Looking towards Aias, I find him standing still with eyes just as wide as mine while he looked frantically around the open space for his pisen, but he was gone.

Malcolm had brought us deep into the woods until we met a super large field that had loads of grass and one big tree in the centre of it all. We walked to it in silence and Aias' Malcolm had done the knocking thingy, now he was gone and I still hadn't seen a single pixie yet. 

"He's fine," Master says just before Aias could dig his nails into the tree. "He's just having a chat."

"With who?" Aias' demands, clear worry showing on his face. 

Master smirks, clearly enjoying seeing Aias looked worried about his Malcolm since he usually hid his emotions in his large body. "Our ticket in," Master replies calmly. "As Malcolm said, pixies can be territorial, we need someone to help us get in without us causing a ruckus."

"Are we doing something illegal?" I ask fearfully as I look up at Master, "you said doing illegal things is wrong, and this sounds illegal."

"It's not illegal," Master replies carefully, "it's just not the smartest thing to do." 

"Then why are we doing this?" Aias asks impatiently.

"Something fun and crazy," Master reminds with stiff jazz hands before he flicks a bug off of his shoulder, "a pixie festival is just that."

"I take it you've been to one of these before?" Aias asks Master over the cricket noises.

"Far more than one," Master replies with the slightest chuckle, "Malcolm drags me back every decade or so to enjoy their old and new traditions. I've never once not had a good time."

That made Aias relax a little as he wrapped his arms around himself and looked back at the tree longingly. I knew Aias hated admitting it out loud, but I was pretty sure he felt for his Malcolm what I felt for my Master. I just hoped one day he would tell his Malcolm because his Malcolm was super nice and awesome and he deserved to be loved too.

A few long minutes pass before the circle shape opens again and Malcolm reappears, except there was a woman beside him now as well. This time I was the only one who screamed at the sudden popping, but nobody laughed at me, they only smiled and snickered a little bit.

The only person who didn't laugh was the lady who'd come back with Malcolm. She was short like me - maybe shorter - and she had skin that was deep like Malcolm's, but she didn't have his smile. She actually looked really mad as she stepped forward to look at each of us.

She barely spared a glance at Master, only mumbling, "Lincoln" in greeting.

"Maola," Master replied with a nod. She moved to me next, standing right in front of me with searching eyes before she circled me once and then once again. I looked at my feet, feeling uncomfortable in my own skin as she looked at me in that examining way the trainers did before they put someone up for auction. 

I rush to Master's side and hug him close to keep myself from popping away from the bad memories. Master hugs me back and lets me hide against him and away from the woman, prying eyes.

"You didn't mention that one of your 'friends' was an elf," The woman, Maola, says as she stopped in front of Aias.

"If I did you would've said no," Malcolm replies quickly, his smile never wavering. "Come on Maola, it won't be that much harder with an elf, will it? He's got the same pointy ears, that's got to count for something right?"

Maola glares pointedly at Malcolm who laughs nervously until she looks away from him and to Aias who looked just as unhappy with her as she did with him. They stare at one another for a long time before she finally let out a long sigh and nodded her head.

"I thought I'd only have to deal with the incubus tonight," Maola says tiredly while she runs a hand over her short hair.

"Mr. W?" I ask while tilting my head. Maola frowns a little which makes me feel silly, just because Mr. W was the only incubus I knew didn't mean he was the only incubus everyone knew.

"If Mr. W is Wequie, then yes." She answers which takes my silly feeling away quickly.

Maybe everybody knew Mr. W.

"Wait, Wequie's in your realm?" Master asks with narrowed eyes, when Maola nods he asks, "did he tell you why?"

"He didn't need to tell me why," Maola replies with a chuckle, "you all should know that incubus better than I do, any good time brings him running, tonight's festival is no exception."

"He is going to kill us if he finds out we came out without him," Aias' Malcolms says with a groan.

"When," Master corrects quickly, "he's an incubus, he'll find us without even trying." Aias' Malcolm groans again and leans into Aias who rubs at his necklace comfortingly, "but, we'll explain why and when he whines and complains, we'll find a pixie or two to his liking."

"Knowing that incubus, I think you'll need at least seven to make anything up to him," Aias adds with a mischievous smile. I could tell that he wasn't against seeing Mr. W again which made me curious again about what deal he'd made when he'd met him for the first time.

My deal went really bad and made Master super sad, but maybe their own went really well.

"Enough of that, I didn't agree to listen to your troubles," Maola interrupts before he raises a single finger, "listen now, if you are caught, you do not know me. This interaction never happened and anything that happens tonight is not to be repeated with my name in it, understand?"

Everyone nods there head in agreement and one by one Maola makes everyone disappear the same way Malcolm had earlier. First went Malcolm then Aias and then the lady looked to Master and I. "Him first." Master demands making my heart settle it's panicking quickly.

I knew it wasn't fair but I didn't want to be the last one to go poof.

The lady rolls her eyes and then everything sort of going rainbow for me. It was all colours in my eyes and in my body, I felt like I was sparkling and shining from the inside out in a rush of spiralling colours I was a part of. When I next open my eyes, it's in a brightly lit room that looked nothing like anything I'd ever seen before, ever ever.

The walls were brown and looked like trees did, except this brown was smooth and had none of the bumps and rough edges that outside wood did. And even though I was standing on my feet, everything was facing the side as if I was lying on my side, all the furniture was on its side and stuck to the brown walls to keep it from falling.

Even the furniture was weird, it looked like rocks and leaves which made no sense because those weren't usually the size of a chair but these were.

"Ythene's glory," Aias curses making me turn around quickly. My mouth drops when I find Aias standing beside his Malcolm, except he was circling himself over and over again like those dogs did online trying to look at the sparkly wings on his back.

Aias had wings, pixie wings and so did his Malcolm. They were pixies!

Aias kept spinning and spinning, his head resting on his shoulder while he tried to touch the thin wings with his hands. I stare blankly at Aias, but more so at his wings that were huge at his back and flapping wildly while he panicked, they were white like clouds and looked purer than water. Malcolm's wings were smaller but they were just as pretty though the style of his was different in some ways, it was like the outside line of his were silver-ish like his necklace and pins, and it was so beautiful on him!

"Well look at you," I turn around again at the sound of Master's voice. Master stood behind me with wings too, except his were darker and shimmered with black glitter that rained down like a dark waterfall. I squealed loudly but Master didn't get mad, he just smiled widely as he pointed to a mirror at the wall, "go have a look."

I run straight to the mirror, though it was a little hard getting there when everything was facing another way than normal which was confusing my brain. But I made it eventually and when I did, I squealed again when I saw my reflection.

I had wings too! I had pixie wings!!!!!!!

Mine were a goldish tint and they were not too big or small, they were perfect!! They had a golden shimmer that was like a happy yellow which just made me squeal again because I had gold/yellow-like wings and I was the happiest Kalem in the entire world. The more I looked at them, the happier I grew and that made the wings flap wildly behind me, so much so that it was making wind behind me. 

It felt like they'd been there all my life, like a piece of me I'd just found and I couldn't help spinning round and round in the mirror to get a good look at them. Master steps up behind me, his smile still there and as happy as ever as his large wings rested behind him, we looked like a pixie couple and that just made me scream all over again. 

I wanted to save this picture in my mind forever.

"Master, I'm a pixie!" I tell him as he rests his hands on my shoulders, "and so are you! And Aias, and his Malcolm! We're all pixies!"

"I know love," Master replies before he brushes back my hair to expose my ears which were now pointed at the ends just like Aias'. Except these weren't quite as long or thin, they were like little edges on my normal ears and it made me so happy I thought I'd pass out.

"Told you you'd love me more than Lincoln," Aias' Malcolm says from his spot beside Aias who still looked petrified, but he wasn't circling his wings anymore, only patting them gently. 

I run straight over to Malcolm, or I try to, somewhere in the journey my wings decided to pick me off the floor and fly me over the rest of the way. My heart skipped a beat as I looked down but before I could panic too much, I was in front of Malcolm and hugging him so tight that he groaned.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I say over and over, squeezing him tighter and tighter. I was so happy, too happy to hold it in that I started popping all over the room with Aias' Malcolm still in my arms. When I finally managed to stop, Malcolm had to hold onto Aias to stop himself from falling which made me feel super guilty but I couldn't help myself.

"This kid makes me feel like I'm taking being a pixie for granted," Maola says, I look around for her until I look up to find her hovering just over us. She had wings as well and somehow she looked more natural like this, in what I was guessing was her true form, instead of the one she was in when we met her. "I've never seen anyone so happy from this before."

"Am I going to be a pixie too?!" I ask looking up at her, my wings take me up until I'm just across from her and I giggle.

"Sadly, this is only a temporary thing," She says as she circles me, examing her own work but she didn't seem as mean as before, "it'll wear off by morning time."

"Aw," I say sadly before I shake my head, I should be happy that I could do this at all, "well, thank you for sharing this with us! I'm going to enjoy this for as long as I can!"

Maola smiles a little before she heads down and I follow her, when she's on her feet she looks over everyone, "you all look the part, the clothes were a nice touch." She comments before she pokes at Master's wings a little, they close in on instinct and she smiles, "no one will suspect a thing if you don't make them." At that part she looks directly at Aias who still looked lost and confused, his hands still pawing at his wings, "you've got to stop that."

"I feel... different," Aias says as he looks to Malcolm who hugged him quickly.

"Elves can hold different forms, correct?" Maola asks, and when Aias nods she continues, "then you'll have to keep this as a temporary thing before your body develops this as another one of your forms."

"So Aias can be a pixie?!" I ask quickly. If Aias could be a pixie then that meant that so could I because he was elven and so was I.

Pixie Kalem, the thought made me want to scream all over again.

"He can look like one, yes," Maola replies before she points at Malcolm, "you make sure he doesn't give you guys away."

"I will not!" Aias stated clearly but he still looked a little uneasy.

"It'll be fine Master," Malcolm whispers before he kisses Aias' hands until he relaxes, "we'll be back by morning time."

Maola nods and Malcolm takes a firm hold of Aias' hands before he starts to fly. Aias keeps his feet firmly on the floor and makes a strange noise of discomfort, "flying isn't appealing to me pisen."

"Well, would you look at that," Master comments while he takes to his wings with ease and flies around Malcolm, "the elf can't figure this out."

Aias bares his teeth at Master who only smiles childishly, I was starting to realise that Aias and Lincoln liked to provoke each other a lot. I fly up to take Master's attention away as I pull him with me and away from Aias. "It'll be fine," His Malcolm replies with a kind smile, "I've got you, Master."

Aias grimaces but slowly lets his wings uncurl from where he'd tucked them to his back with fright. When they were spread out, white and glorious, he slowly flaps them together, keeping his eyes pointedly on Malcolm until his feet lifted from the floor and he was flying as well. 

"Jubwe lfthy!" Aias hollers as he tries to go back down but his Malcolm stopped him, bringing him higher up until he was forced to fly. He clung to Malcolm then, not daring to let him go as Malcolm took them higher and higher. Aias looked like he would pass out as he continued to spur elven curses, too frightened to realise that he was flying just fine on his own.

Seeing Aias who usually looked so confident be so scared now was a little cute and I couldn't help but smile as I flew down to take one of his hands in support. Aias gives me a weak smile of gratitude as he holds onto both me and his Malcolm, letting us lead him to one of the doors that rested in the smooth wood. 

Master was waiting at one already and kept his hand on the knob of it until we reached him. "You'll need to do it on your own before we head out," Master says to Aias, this time not as teasingly as before.

"He can hold my hand," Malcolm protests before Aias could. "It'll be fine if he holds one of my hands."

Master agrees and looks at me to release Aias' left hand. I let it go slowly and he makes a move to grab onto his Malcolm with it, but barely manages to stop himself while his wings beat frantically behind us. When he was sure that he was fine, he looked at us with bright cheeks before he mumbled, "I'm fine."

Malcolm smiles lovingly and kisses his Master on the cheek before he looks to Lincoln who opens the door with a gagging sound. I follow after him when he flies out, and stop beside him when I find a whole new world waiting for me.

The sky was a pastel pink with full fluffy clouds all over, I couldn't see any sun but the everywhere was full with so much light that there had to be one. All around us were many other trees like the one we'd been in front of earlier, except all of them were covered with little doors that didn't disappear, some were circular and others were like squares, but most were like no shape at all.

From them, pixies flew out one after the other heading up into the skies or down to the ground which was light up with things I couldn't see from here but it was bright and so sparkly and magical that my wings thumped rapidly behind me. 

Nobody looked at us for more than a second, no questions or curious gazes while they made their way to whatever they had to do. I wondered what pixies did in their everyday lives. Did they like to clean like me? Did they go flying all over their pixie world, or did they have jobs to do?! Did they have evil people to fight or was everyone here nice and sparkly?

I wanted to know everything!

Most of the pixies were heading down to the brightest spot below which I hoped was the festival, it looked like a bright light from up here in the trees, but down there I hoped it was amazing and full of fun stuff.

"Love," Master says as he pulls me to him with a bright smile, "Welcome to the Pixie Realm."

This time I really couldn't stop myself from screaming my happiness for everyone to hear.

This is the best day of my life!

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I swear to God, every time I think this group can't get any cuter, they do.

Thoughts??????

I don't know what I find cuter, Aias being afraid to fly or Kalem fangirling over everything sparkly. They're just so cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Did we like this chapter and everything that happened through it?? Any predictions for the pixie festival and what do we think will be Wequie's initial reaction??? 

I can't wait to write it all, I think I'll do Kalem's POV cause how cute will it be to see him just going crazy over all the new things he sees and experiences. 

I actually didn't' realise how much I missed these guys until I was writing about them again. I can't believe its been more than a month since I last updated Master. It didn't seem so long to me between my Delicate and Patreon updates but I saw the date on the last one today and was sooo shocked.

Sorry for the long wait to those who read only Master, I'll be updating it next so we can have some fun with the pixie realm.

Should Drunk Kalem make an appearance, or should we keep him sober? I'm thinking maybe, later on, he gets a drink or two.

Anyways, vote up and comment if you enjoyed this chapter.

Until next time, 
Byeeeeeeeeeeeee Humansssssssssss