"So…" said Matthew, sitting on his bed, "my life is bad enough that you’ve taken pity on me?"
"Don’t look at it like that," said Francis, feeling his heart fall in his chest, "think of it more as a - wonderful opportunity!"
"I guess…" he mumbled, pulling up his legs and hugging them close to his body.
“Matthieu,” said the fairy, sitting beside him, “you can wish for anything that you could possibly think of - a mansion, a pet polar bear, a trip around the world…”
"All I really want," Matthew replied, peeking up at him, "is someone to talk to."
[[ Yeah, I know I took this way too seriously, but has anyone else considered the fact that you need to have an unfortunate life in order to get fairy godparents? Timmy’s parents are negligent, dude. ]]