I watched you grow up, but I never forgot the wish. Being divine has benefits; chief among those benefits is the fact that time is more a constant to me than a human. I experience it like an emotion, or a thought. A single wish can carry me a thousand generations, or mere days, it matters not in the end. What matters is that I am your fairy godfather, at least for this life, and I heard your wish.

I play a long game. The moment you made your wish, I could see it come to fruition in my mind, so the waiting was little to me. The mind of your fairy godfather is a dark and twisted place, apart from the moral concerns of human kind, and more a playground for my own desires. And my desires are indeed dark and twisted, my little pet.

So I came to know one day that this wish was to come true. It was like waking from a dream, or rather being steamrollered by an awful, yet tantalising idea. You were old enough. You could bear the fruits of my depravity, quite literally.

The dogs were barking. Being divine as I am, I could sense in them the deep animal desire I had instilled by magical whispers and thought. They weren't hungry, or rabid. They could smell you, the very essence of you on the air, and they were filled with desire to mate. It is a primal thing, a dogs brain, something that cannot quite equate to humans. They had seed to spill, and I had promised then your womb.

Of course, being your fairy godfather, I knew your heart. I knew your struggles and your emptiness. This was not only fulfilling my own desires, but the wish you made that you had no idea of how deep it went.

So I appear to you, seeing you frightened but intrigued. I appear as any normal man, but I come from nothingness. It is quite a shock-and-awe tactic, but it usually serves me very well in getting my point across.

"I am your fairy godfather," I say.

(Not too lazy, I hope? ;)