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Subject: {ASSM} Bitsy 10 (fantasy)
Date: Thu, 21 Jun 2001 17:10:03 -0400
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	XI Going Home

Pulling Bitsy off the bed he grinned at her
"Your bath awaits, my lady." She turned a
lovely shade of pink as Brand turned her
around and started to undo her dress.
He felt her tense and gently kissed her
shoulder as the dress slipped down her
arms "just a bath brat, that's all,
I'll be your ladies maid for the night."
Brand undid her corset and slipped off
her drawers, she was standing there in
nothing but her white thigh high stockings
taking a deep breath he rolled those
down her legs and he smiled to himself
he had seen her breathing quicken a
little and her nipples start to harden
as his hands had slide down her legs.

He pulled off his jacket then rolled
up the sleeves of his shirt, picking
her up he set her in the tub.
Pouring her a glass of champagne he
handed it to her and grinned "a lady
of leisure," taking up the soap he
lathered his hands and watched her
eyes widen as he started to wash her.
She gasped as his soapy hands washed
her breasts, her stomach, she gulped
down the rest of her champagne as 
his hand dipped lower.  He stood 
her up and rinsed her off his hands
shook for a moment but once again
he took a deep breath and got ahold
of himself. Wrapping her in a large
warm towel he lifted her out of the
tub and set her on his lap, filling
her glass, he dried her off, then
just as he had once done to the tiny
fairy he set her on the rug in front
of the fireplace and spread out her
hair to dry.  He hoped she was also
remembering that night.

Bitsy sipped her drink, her eyes half
closed as the warmth of the fireplace
seeped into her body.  This was so
different from that night when he had
dunked her in the basin, she had been
so naive then and it made her feel 
like crying as tears filled her eyes.
"Why did it all have to change, why
did she have to change?" She hadn't
realized she had spoken out loud.
Brand picked her up and set her on
his lap "because we grew up brat,
some of the cruelties of the world
slipped into our lives but that
doesn't mean we have to let it ruin
what we had."  He softly kissed her
lips then carrying her in his arms,
he got his hair brush and sitting
back down brushed her hair like
he had done that night so long ago.

Taking the glass out of her hand, he
carried her to the bed and slipped
her between the sheets.  He fixed
her a plate of food and set it on
the bed, then grinning at her saying
"my turn," then walked over to the tub, 
Brand slowly stripped off his clothes, 
he knew she was watching, slipping into 
the tub he sighed and laid back sipping
his champagne.  He didn't really care 
for the drink but Trink was right a 
glass or two could be relaxing.  

Bitsy sat back against the pillows
and nibbled on a piece of cheese as
she watched Brand while he washed his
chest, she could feel her fingers
running through the hair on his chest,
she could remember the feel of it
against her cheek as she rubbed 
against him. She almost choked
on her piece of cheese as he stood
up and started to wash his groin.
Brand turned his head so she couldn't
see him grinning, he had seen her 
grab her glass and take a big swallow
as he stood washing himself, he took
his sweet time as he washed making
sure she saw every motion his hands
made.

Stepping out of the tub, Brand slowly
dried himself off then wrapping the
towel around his waist, he walked over
to the food tray and fixed himself a
plate, carrying it over to the bed
he laid down on his side and started
to eat a moment later Brand looked at 
Bitsy with a very serious look on his 
face. "Do you think Trink is going to 
convert Grandfather into muttering about
precious parts?"
Bitsy stared at Brand for a minute
then started to laugh spilling her
drink, Brand grinned and taking a
napkin wiped off her chest. Once
she could stop laughing she said
with the same serious look on her
face "I'm more concerned about your
grandfather suddenly growing a 
beard, tying a bow in it and 
going to a ball and calling all 
the ladies, me pretties."  The two
laughed and grinned at each other as
Bitsy took the napkin and brushed
the bread crumbs off of Brands
chest.  

Grinning Brand picked up a peach slice
and offered it to Bitsy one bite at a
time making sure it dripped just where
he wanted it too.  Tisking at his clumsiness
Brand wiped her chest off with a finger.
Bitsy who was by now quite sotted by the
champagne, stuck her fingers into the
peach juices and proceeded to wipe them
all over Brand's chest then gave him
a drunken grin. With a mournful look
on his face Brand who wasn't that far
behind in sottedness tisked "at least
I was nice enough to wipe your chest
off" he said in a pouty little boy voice.
Giggling Bitsy looked at her sticky fingers
and leaned over and started to lick his chest.
Brand not to be out done picked up the bowl
of sugar and started to sprinkle it all over
Bitsy.  Bitsy crossed her arms under her
breasts and in a tiny fairy voice said "
now look what you've done, your just going
to have to clean it off" grinning Brand
happily complied.  Nibbling and licking his
way up to her lips he kissed her passionately,
with a moan Bitsy slipped her sticky fingers
into his hair and kissed him back.
Brand rolled ontop of her trying not to rush,
he felt her thighs spread for him and groaned
slowly sliding into her, he kissed her again
whispering her name. The two slept in each
other arms finally together and content.

Brand woke up and winced as he turned and
something that had once been food crumbled
under him, gingerly he slipped out of bed
and used the bellpull.  A short time later
there was a knock at the door, Brand quickly
pulled open the door.  The housekeeper stood
there staring at him, Brand quickly wrapped
the discarded towel around his waist and
glared at her, she continued glaring at him.  
He glared harder, she scrowled at him "I've 
been the Dukes housekeeper for 35 years you 
cant intimidate me my lord, am I to assume 
you and the lady require more bath water."  
Brand grinned his best little boy grin at her 
and nodded.  "I would also assume you require 
a tray of tea and scones," "make that tea, coffee 
and scones and you will have assumed right" he 
replied with a wide grin.

Brand pulled the bed curtains closed when the
footmen emptied the tub and brought in fresh
hot water, no one said a word but Brand knew
without a doubt the talk in the pantry would
be wild. After the last of the footmen had
left Brand opened the curtains and pulled
the covers off Bitsy he bent down and 
gently nibbled on her bottom Bitsy came
awake with a start and a grumble, slapping
at whatever was biting her bum.  Then with
a start she was wide awake, she turned to
look at Brand and groaned, she grumbled again 
as she stuck to the bed.  Grabbing the covers 
she pulled them up over her head and groaned again.
Sticking his head under the covers Brand laughed
and told her that the bath water was getting cold.
Tisking he told her ladies didn't use such
language so early in the morning then tempted
her out with coffee and tea.

Staring down at her dress that had jam and
who knows what else on it Bitsy went through
Brands closet and found a shirt and pair of
britches, using the tie from her dress as a
belt she rolled up the sleeves and pants legs.
finally deciding she might actually live now
that her headache had gone from a raging roar
to a dull throb.  Descending the stairs with
as much dignity as possible she looked around,
Brand whispered in her ear "care for some
breakfast" then laughed at her look but 
quickly stopped thinking his head was about
to fall of his shoulders.

Brand's Grandfather walked into the dining
room, he smiled at Brand and Bitsy then
laughed, "I told Trink, champagne left one
heck of a hangover but he seems to find
the stuff interesting in moderation or so
I was informed," Bitsy gave a weak chuckle
and Brand just groaned again.  Grinning he
informed the two, the best thing they could
do was sleep it off then proceeded to eat
his breakfast in front of them which brought
more groans and green faces.

Brand took Bitsy home to Katrina's a short
while later, at the door he kissed her deeply 
and smiled "it's a good start back brat" then 
turned to leave "oh, I have a dinner function to
attend tonight, I doubt I will be home until 3am 
or so, I wouldn't mind finding a fairy on my pillow 
when I get home" Grinning Brand left whistling
as he went down the steps to the carriage.

Bitsy slept for the better part of the day,
Kat checked on her several times just to
make sure she was alright.  Later in the
evening Kat and Trink went to attend a
function, Bitsy decided to stay home.
She grinned to herself, a fairy on his
pillow indeed.

Brand sat at the dinner table, his Grandfather
on his right and the Lady Helen on his left,
Brand was bored out of his mind but he was
obligated to attend.  Lady Helen drooned on
and on about her lovely daughter, Brand of
course had seen the lady in question and 
knew she had the worst horse face he had 
ever seen on a woman.  Brand had just turned
to say something to his grandfather when
he suddenly let out a yoowch and grabbed
his thigh.  Everyone at the table looked
at him in question, Brand smiled politely
"just a sudden leg cramp" and turned to
Lady Helen asking her about her husbands
health. 

Brand reached for his water glass listening
politely to the Lady suddenly his hand 
jerked and his glass tipped over. A footman
came over and dabbed at the spreading water
leaving quickly after a glare from Brand.
Brands Grandfather gave him a look and leaned
over to say something when Brand suddenly
wiggled in his chair almost sliding under
the table his hands under the table cloth.
The old gentlemen raised an eyebrow at his
grandson "Are you quite all right?"
Brand gritted his teeth and replied "quite
all right thank you, Grandfather."

Bitsy giggled to herself under the table,
as she ran her tiny hands up Brands thighs
then started to rub his crotch. "fairy on
his pillow indeed."  She watched him squirm
as she started to nibble through his breeches,

Bending down to pick up the napkin he had
dropped the old gentlemen lifted up the
table cloth and found himself looking at
a very tiny Bitsy fairy wings and all.
She grinned at him and winked he winked
back and lowered the table cloth trying
very hard to contain the laughter he felt.

Brand couldn't even remember what he had
replied to Lady Helen it obviously wasn't
the right response from the look on her
face.  Groping around under the table
he almost had her when the Lady gave
out a slight gasp and raised an eyebrow
at Brand.  Brands Grandfather coughed
drawing her attention away from Brand.
Dropping his napkin Brand bent down
and reached under the table, grabbing
Bitsy he stuffed her in his shirt 
and sat up again.
Bitsy grinned and started to nibble
on his lower chest, she wrapped her
fingers around a few strands of hair
and pulled gently then started to
run her fingers through the hair on
his chest.

Lady Helen looked at Brand saying "you 
appear to have a problem young man," just
as Brand yelped his eyes going wide.
Brand smiled at Lady Helen "not at
all Lady Helen, my pet rat is just
misbehaving."  Bitsy nipped his nipple
"pet rat, indeed." she smiled as 
Brand yelped again. Lady Helen gasped
loudly her hand on her chest, a faint
look on her face, "your pet rat? did
you say?" Grinning Brand reached under
his jacket into his shirt "would you
care to see?" The Lady started to fan
herself "no, no, that's quite all right,
young man."  Giving Bitsy a squeeze
he leaned down and whispered "behave!"

Brand took a small piece of meat off
his plate and smiled "probably just
hungry that's all" and held the meat
close to his shirt, it vanished inside
his shirt, Lady Helen looked about
ready to jump out of her chair as 
she heard snapping snarling, gnawing
noises coming from Brand's shirt.
Unable to contain himself any longer
Brands Grandfather started laughing
and couldn't seem to stop, finally
taking a deep breath he turned to
Brand "it might be a good idea to
escort your rat home, it might need
to relieve itself, touchy things
rats," Brand glared at his Grandfather
"don't give the rat idea's!"
Standing up, Brand wished his host and
hostess a good night and turned to leave
followed by his Grandfather.

Getting into the carriage, Brand sat down
and reached into his shirt, pulling out
a disheveled Bitsy, who was grinning
like a loon as she made snarling, gnawing
noises at him.  Turning she grinned at
his Grandfather, all three started to
laugh.  "By dawn tomorrow Lady Helen
will have told the whole town that I
am demented and should be put away in
bedlam" sighed Brand.  The other two
just started laughing all over again.
Later that night as she curled up on
Brands chest Bitsy started to giggle 
again wishing she could of seen the
look on Lady Helen's face.  

Sitting in the dining room the next
morning Bitsy once again dressed in
Brands clothes was eating with enthusiasm
when she suddenly looked up and grinned.
She looked at Brand "Collin and Rav are
here, they just arrived."  Turning to his 
grandfather she smiled, "They are Katrina's 
family."  Brands Grandfather looked at Bitsy,
"how do you know they are in town?"
"I just got a message from Kat, letting me
know" she smiled "Would you like to meet
Collin and Rav? I'm sure they would enjoy
a visit from you."

A short time later the three walked into
the room that had been setup as a nursery
at Katrina's.  Bitsy had changed her 
clothes and brushed out her hair, 
while Brand had introduced Drapper
and Mathew to his Grandfather. 
Seeing them enter the room a grinning,
Rav toddled towards Bitsy, falling down
on his bottom a few times, he just popped
right back up until he got to Bitsy, she
wrapped her arms around him and snuggled
him as she told him how proud she was
of his walking.  Collin was introduced
to Brand's Grandfather, Bitsy carried
Rav over to meet the old gentleman.
Rav thought the new person very interesting,
and was looking at him with his silly 
baby grin when he saw Brand.  Holding
out his arms Rav said "Brand, mine, 
Brand mine" laughing Brand put his
hands under Rav's little arms and 
took him from Bitsy then gave him
a big hug and suddenly tossed him
up in the air and caught him, Rav
laughing and laughed.  Bitsy almost
fainting when Rav had gone up in the
air then she realized it was some 
sort of game the two were playing.

Everyone sat talking and enjoying
the company the old gentlemen was
watching Bitsy and Brand play with
Rav.  Seeing the look of speculation
on his face, Kat said quietly, "It may
be a long time before Bitsy has children
of her own." Kat not aware that Brand's
Grandfather knew Bitsy was a fairy or
about any of them for that matter, just
left the statement at that.
As Brand talked to Collin Kat told 
Bitsy that she had missed an enjoyable
evening the night before and went on
to tell her about the party.  Bitsy
with a straight face nodded then said
to Kat "Brand had a dinner party to 
attend last night but had to leave
early due to a rat problem." with
a shocked look on her face Kat replied,
"rats at a dinner party? Surely the
family had cats roaming to keep the
rat population down."  Getting into
the conversation Brands Grandfather
said "Brand put the rat in his shirt,
to keep it from eating his trousers."
Gasping Kat looked at Brand "that
was a dangerous thing to do, Brand
the rat could have bitten you."

"Actually it did bite me, several
times in fact, on the thigh, that's
why I stuck it in my shirt, I was
rather concerned about how close
it was getting to other area's,
but after feeding the rat it 
seemed much happier, although
Lady Helen was a little upset
at the eating noises coming from
my shirt, I think the rat just 
needs to be taught table manners."

Collin and Kat looked at each other,
totally confused by the conversation,
laughing Bitsy started to make gnawing
eating noises at Brand.  Collin looked
at Brand then looked at Bitsy, "the rat?"
Brand nodded grinning at Collin as his
Grandfather started laughing, "it was
the most entertaining evening out I've
had in years, I thought Lady Helen was
going to go into a decline at any moment."

Rav who had been toddling about the 
room heard the silly noises Bitsy was
making and decided this was a new game.
He tried making the same noises but they
didn't sound like Bitsy's, he looked at
her in frustration and tried again.
Giggling at Rav, Bitsy made the noises
again, once again Rav tried.
Collin looked at Kat and calmly said 
"I think its rather early in the morning
for a smoke filled room."  Collin stood
up, walking over to his son he smiled
down at him then picked him up and carried
him back to his chair, distracted by the
piece of toast and jam his father offered
him Rav forgot about the Bitsy noises.

Brand stood up, explaining that he and
his Grandfather had some errands to take
care of, everyone said their good-byes,
Brand gently kissed Bitsy promising to
be back later.  Brand hugged Rav and 
told him to be a good boy then set him
back down on the floor.  His hand on the
door knob Brand heard the hissing from
across the room and turned.  A very
furious Hatchling stood in the middle of
the room his wings fully furled, his
tailtip flared. Rav arched his neck
and roared in fury his tail swishing
back and forth.  
Brand's Grandfather who had been standing
next to Bitsy said very quietly, "I don't
think this is a good situation the little
creature looks very upset."  Rav turned his
head and stared at the new man and hissed.
Collin looked at Rav in exasperation "Rav,
this is not the time for a temper tantrum!"
Kat looked at Brand, "he has been doing
this ever since you left for town" Collin
explained

Kat calmly said to Rav, "sweetie Brand 
will be back he just has to go for a
short while, there isn't any need to 
fuss about it."  Rav looked at his Mama
and his tailtip unflared and his body
started to relax then Brand moved and
once again Rav snarled. 
Brand started to walk across the room
holding out his arms to Rav the little
hatchling stared at him for a minute
then launched himself in the air and
flew into Brands arms licking Brands
face, tears in his eyes Rav said "no
go, no go, Brand," wrapping his arms 
around Brand's neck.

Kat said quietly to Collin "I think
its time to think about going home,
all these changes are too hard on Rav,
he is having a hard enough time being
baby and hatchling, all the comings
and goings are just adding to his
confusion." Nodding Collin watched
Brand sit down with Rav on his lap.
Bitsy as she quietly talked to Brand's
grandfather trying to reassure him that
Brand was safe watched Brand and Rav.
Brand's Grandfather walked over to 
Brand and smiling at Rav held out his
arms the hatchling looked at Brand
then back at the new man, Brand nodded,
and Rav let the man pick him up, looking
into the mans eyes Rav was pleased and
licked the mans cheek. Collin and Kat
smiled at each other as Brand decided to 
show his grandfather Rav tossing.  No one
noticed Bitsy slipping from the room.

Collin quietly entered the room and stood
watching Bitsy, she was standing at the
window, she turned and looked at Collin.
He saw the tears and went to stand next
to her.  "I need to go home, this isn't
a place for me, I miss my forest, my
oak tree, I miss Mar and Keebler.
The people here are so hard to be
around, they laugh but aren't really
laughing, they talk but say nothing,
they drink to much, eat to much, 
party to much, they don't seem to 
have any direction in their lives."
"And this is Brand's world, that
scares you, doesn't it, that you
cant and don't want to fit in and
that this is where he wants to be
here with his Grandfather and his
friends."  Collin held Bitsy as she
sobbed "I'm a fairy, I can be a full
size woman but I'm still a fairy,
the inside me is a fairy.  I don't
want to hide in closets and sneak
out at night when no one can see
the real me.  I want to dance in the
sunlight, play in the forest."

"It's not easy to be two beings at
once, Bitsy, sometimes Kat and I have
difficulties with it but we've learned
to deal with the problems.  Kat is
happiest as herself, the human woman,
I'm happiest as myself, Virlane the
dragon, but we have 24 hours in the
day to be what we choose and we help each
other to be happy and content. 

"What of Rav, Collin? he is so young
to be so confused, he cant seem to
be baby or hatchling, he is all mixed
up with both.  It hurts to see the
confusion on his little face. I
watched Brand with Rav and saw the
happiness on his face, he will want
children one day, his grandfather
wants great-grandchildren, I saw
it in his eyes.  I cant give them
that and it hurts so badly," Bitsy
sobbed.

Collin took Bitsy's hand and lead
her to a chair, Collin looked at 
Bitsy thoughtfully, "Yes, Rav is
having a very hard time right now,
he knows he is human, he also knows
he is a dragon, he gets the two
mixed up which adds to his confusion.
Bitsy it will all make him a better
being, as he grows he will become
more understanding of both races.
Kat and I knew things would be very
difficult for him but we wanted 
him in our lives, we could have
decided to not have the child but
we wanted him and making that decision
we also knew it was our responsibility
to do everything we could to ease his
way in this world without controlling
him to the point where he couldn't make
choices on his own.  Part of that decision
was allowing Rav to be what he is and
become what he will be," Collin replied.

Collin brushed the damp tendrils of hair
off Bitsy's cheeks "I know your problems
are different, you can only shapeshift into
this form for certain lengths of time,
if you aren't very careful and if you stay
to long you wont be able to shift back
into Bitsy the fairy and you are above
all else Bitsy the fairy, that is your
destiny.  I wish I could give you some
sort of reassurance that everything will
work out but I cant, Bitsy. I saw the
look on Brands face also, I felt the
sudden urge for a family in him, I also 
saw the pain in your heart knowing you
had seen and felt the same thing" he gave
her a hug "but that doesn't mean we cant
work at some sort of solution once we
get home, don't give up on your dreams
yet Bitsy"  short time later Collin
left the room a thoughtful look on his
face.

Collin stepped out of the room just as
Brand was about to enter, Collin shook
his head and gestured for Brand to 
walk down the hall.  Brand gave Collin
a questioning look but did as he wanted.
Walking down the stairs to where his
Grandfather was waiting, Brand looked
at Collin.  "You have a very home sick
fairy on your hands Brand, she needs
to go home to her forest.  I would like
to stop by this evening and talk, if you
don't have plans."
Brand assured Collin that he would be 
home all evening then left with his
grandfather with a very concerned
look on his face he told his grandfather,
what Collin had said.  The two rode
quietly home, both deep in thought.























































 















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