*Dan's POV*

The dream I had the night I escaped from home wasn't the first dream of that kind I had had. Ever since I fell in love with Phil, dreams where I betrayed him with PJ weren't uncommon. I had no idea what it meant. Was PJ messing with my mind? Had it been part of his spell he placed on me two years ago? Was it just the trauma of the heartbreak toying with my dreams? I didn't know. Phil was my everything and PJ was a dirty cheating liar. I would never leave Phil for Peej, but my subconscious sure thought I would.

Phil would be shattered if I told him what I had been dreaming. He had such a hard time digesting the fact that I didn't trust him all those weeks ago that the knowledge of these dreams would break him easily.

Whatever I did, I had to figure out why these dreams kept happening and make them stop.

*Marlhy's POV*

He wanted to know how to become a fairy.

"Phil, you becoming a fairy would be extremely diffic-" He cut me off.

"No, Marlhy, I want to make Dan a fairy." He seemed stern and I didn't think I could convince him not to, so I sighed and started to state the potion recipe.

"I'm going to list them one at a time, so if you're really determined to do this, just know you can't cop out halfway through. Once you've started, your moral compass won't let you stop." 

"That's fine, Marlhy. I want to save Dan."

Phil agreed to start the potion today. I made sure he understood the only help he could get from us was the recipe itself - neither Chris or I could help him decode the riddles or find the ingredients. This still didn't set him off, so at that point I realized how determined he was to save his love.

"The first thing you need to find is a white carnation. It's the flower of innocence, you know, and all fairies take a vow to maintain innocence." I told him. He seemed a little disappointed, and I laughed. "Not, like, virginity innocence. It's non-evil motives innocence. You can still fuck him."

He jokingly sighed in relief and I giggled, although I still saw him trying to hide his blushing cheeks.

"Where do I find the carnation, though?" he asked.

I shook my head. "All I can tell you is that they don't grow in the woods. They need lots of sunlight and moisture, so there's a hint."

Phil looked scared. "But I don't know my way around here. What if I get lost and can't find my way back?"

"Take this." I handed him a compass I had needed when I was young, but I didn't rely on it anymore. "This is a magic compass. The magnetic field around the treehouse makes sure the compass will always lead you back to it, no matter where the treehouse is."

Phil smiled. "Thank you," he said, before climbing out of the treehouse into the wild.