"This is my kind of Fairy Tale."

"This is my kind of Fairy Tale." You say with a grin. "I think Prince Charming deserves a little action after scaling those thorns and fighting that Deserter, don't you say?"

"You are incorrigible." Doe sighs. "You'd fuck anything with two legs that could spread, wouldn't you?"

"Hey! I am mildly insulted at that accusation!" You respond with mock indignation. "It was her insistence, remember? I was perfectly pleased with delivering some cunnilingus, which by the way was spectacular enough to wake a princess from a wicked curse, but she wanted more. And who am I to deny her majesty her royal request?"

"This better not be a trend, John. We have a lot of princesses to rescue, you know." Doe reminded you.

"I can't wait." You grin again. Doe rolls her small bird eyes. "This is like all my inappropriate adolescent Disney fantasies come tr-"

"Wait, shut up!" Doe stops you. "Do you feel that? That spreading warmth encompassing your body?"

"I feel warm, but I think that's from then hot royalty sex." You reply.

"No, this is like there is a small sun building inside me." She says.

"Nah, I don't feel anything like that."

"I think...I think this is the happy ending! Yes! Yes it is! You did it, John!" She chirped happily. "You restored this fairy tale's ending!"

"Groovy." You say. You look over and you see Doe is glowing with a bright white aura. Your eyes fill with worry. "Umm? Doe? Are you okay?" Suddenly the white flashed brightly and filled the room and your eyes. When it died back down, you slowly open your eyes, blinking involuntarily. You gawk in surprise when you see a very naked Doe in her human form lying on the floor amid a mass of red feathers.

"Ungh..." She groans. "That was...odd." She puts hand on her head and suddenly seems to realize she's not a robin anymore. She looks over at you and sees your crimson face staring at her chest. She looks down and immediately lets out a shout of embarrassed shock.

"Wow." You say. "You are...wow."

"Stop looking!" She shrieks, trying to cover herself with her arms. "Oh God, this is mortifying!" You feel a little sad for her and quickly unclasp your cloak, draping it around her shoulders. She seems shocked by your kind gesture, but wraps herself up in it like a bath towel. "Uh...thanks."

"Don't mention it." You wave a hand. "I guess your fairy tale form only lasts until it doesn't need you anymore."

"Which means we can go home now." She says with a smile. "Are you ready to go back to the library?" She holds out a hand to you expectantly.