Quentin

"Maman," He's saying when suddenly he's not in Mission Park but elsewhere. Carefully he hangs up and puts the phone away, he doesn't want April annoyed at him if his phone gets hurt. The forest he's walked into feels almost like the Summerlands and he realizes he's on a path. All the colors are that too bright of the Summerlands but the feel isn't the same, this isn't good.

"What is your quest?!" A voice from a shrub, maybe shouts and he stops, pulling himself into court mode. "I simply wish to traverse this territory." "There are words on you. Who wears words?"

The voice seems closer and Quentin looks down at his shirt which says 'Ahh..I see the screw up fairy has visited us again.' "I do, they're meant to be funny. May I see your face?"

"I don't know yet. Are you a screw-up fairy?" At the screw up, he can hear the voice considering the words.

"Sometimes. What are you?"

"Bored, you should be shinier," He tastes magic on the air, but its not familiar and he feels like he walked through a sprinkler. When he looks down, he's suddenly all over the bronze of his hair. He sighs and spots an opening in the trees where he ends up outside Milliways. Maybe someone inside can help him figure out how to get rid of whatever this enchantment is.