Yeonderella

✨Some Scrumptious Chapter Title 2✨

(Note: yes, Beomgyu is the fairy godmother.)

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Inconvenient miracle comes in a white tutu, a golden halo tied messily to chestnut hair, and a pair of plastic wings fastened in a wrong way around a chest. 

The fairy (?) taps the air with her/his/its/their ridiculously lovely wand, one which sports a cushioned silver star at its tip and a couple ribbons around it. 

Then, the fairy speaks in pouty lips and a sugary voice that makes Yeonjun cringe right away. 

"Fear not, darli- ARGH- WHAT THE FUCK." 

The fairy flinches away, holding the wand like a sword and pulling a horrified face. Her/his/its/their voice screeches to some obnoxiously deep voice that does absolutely not match her/his/its/their cute and pretty, glittered with sequins, face. 

"Hi to you too." Yeonjun raises a simple hand, lips sealed in a tight horizontal line like the plastic fairy wings should be tied but are not. He looks around, checking if the rats and rabbits are still nipping at his mattress and pillow. "What's wrong?" 

"You're so ugly." 

"Like you're any better." Yeonjun frowns and pouts. 

The offensive fairy gasps. 

"Did you look yourself in a mirror!" 

"In soap bubbles!" Yeonjun beams.

"Who are you, why aren't you a pretty girl?" The fairy whispers. Then, she/he/it/ and tugs harshly on the tutu and adjusts to halo atop her/his/its/their round head. 

Yeonjun is too tired to use slashes so he will be using it as a pronoun for this creature. 

"What? _What_ are _you_ even supposed to be?" Yeonjun glares. 

"Oh!" The fairy seems to snap out of its mean self and its face lights up. It smiles a beautiful smile, turns around itself and makes a show of posing prettily. 

Yeonjun stares with his mouth wide open. He is probably making some funny face right now that makes him look ugly/ier but he cannot bring himself to care when his last braincells are being burnt by whatever this fairy is doing. 

It was nearly midnight, too late for such fooleries. Was Yeonjun finally hallucinating? 

The fairy brings a peace sign to its eyes and cracks a toothy smile. 

"I'm your fairy godmother!" 

"You don't look like a grandmother." 

"Godmother, not grandmother!"Y

Yeonjun blinks. 

"You don't look like a god.""

"You don't look like a soon-to-be princess either." 

"What."

"What."

A strange silence stretches where they only stare at each other. Then, the fairy scrunches up its nose. 

"Don't worry, thanks to me- 

"Because of you*." 

"Let me finish, thanks to me, you're going to the ball!" 

"But I don't wanna go to that fucking ball." 

"Oh, come on! As if it isn't bad enough you're not a pretty girl!" The fairy whines and stomps its foot in... The air, because it is floating.