"Hi! I'm Minor, sorry. I'm looking for you because someone in Fairyland wrote me worried about his friend, took a summons and never came home..."

"Fairies write to you?"

"I got summoned and trapped a couple times, it was horrible. So I advertised that if peoples' friends were missing they could write me, I'd try to find out where they were..."

"Candace, go garden or something."

"It's gonna rain."

"It's not raining yet."

Candace goes out with her new seeds.

"He deserves it," says the summoner, putting groceries away.

"I'm pretty sure the people who did it to me thought that too."

"Oh, did you rape a seven-year-old?"

" - no."

"Well."

"How long are you planning to do it for?"

"Did you tell the cops?"

"Not yet."

"Are you going to?"

"I'm going to ask Timothy."

"Who's that?"

"My brother. He'd know what to say. I have no idea."

She sighs.

Rain starts and Candace comes back in.

"I'll go home."

"Thanks for the seeds, dude."

"Of course."

And home. And he goes up to Timothy's room.

"Hey - what happened -"

"Uh, the person who zoo-summoned a fairy in North Dakota had a reason and I could verify it but it'd be really hard and also be a really big violation of privacy and I kind of disapprove of vigilante justice via zoo summons but I'm not sure what that means I should do."

Hug. "Could it also be verified by talking to the fairy."

" - if you did it probably. 

She said he raped a seven year old girl."