Eric brightens. “Wait, does this mean—”

"Does it mean what, use your words, Eric."

“She’s—she’s—us? But not like us? What happens when a fairy man mates a mortal? My dad was human, but I’ve got wings and everything!”

Tom rolls his eyes. "It's not science. You can get any of a bunch of things if the magic goes one way or another. Dad usually goes for a subtle thing where the baby doesn't have any powers until they make it to fairyland, but maybe he was feeling whimsical, or maybe he just made a mistake, and so Zanna's a seer."

(Zanna would probably have something to say to this, but she seems transfixed by the act of creation.)

Eric’s seen his mom with her boyfriends, so he’s more interested in Zanna. “You do look kind of… wrong. All human and…dressed. Ever seen dogs with sweaters? Like that.”

Mrs Richardson cums. Again. And again.

She shakes herself out of her fascination. "Um. Yeah, I do... feel kind of itchy. Tom, you don't mind?"

"Why in the world would I mind."

So Zanna shrugs out of her outfit.

"Can we visit Fairyland, then?"

"I don't see why not."

Eric swallows. “Um, could I come?”

"...why wouldn't you? We're friends."

Tom rolls his eyes. "Dork."

Eric is looking rather intently at Zanna. “Restriction… need like, a chaperone. It’s lame.”

Mrs Richardson lies panting and satisfied. The creature who pleased her kisses her on the navel, smiling at what shall soon be growing behind it.

"Ugh, I always forget... but I do count."

“Yeah. Which is frankly very unfair, you might as well be a changeling, too.”

"But I'm not! Nyah."

Suddenly they're back in the boiler room, then the air blurs some more - then unblurs, becomes clearer than it was before. They're standing in a cavern, lit dimly by glowing crystals jutting out of the wall.

Eric sighs happily, breathing magic-spiced air.

And grimaces at the now-minute but ever increasing pull of Earth.

”Zanna?”

"Yeah?" she responds, her eyes distant. 

He glances at Tom. “Should she be growing wings or something? What was it like for you?”

"Dad cut the wings out of my back. It was pretty involved."

Eric takes Zanna by the hand and starts leading her towards the cavern entrance. “Bet you cried,” he calls back to Tom.