I wrapped the blanket closer around me as we; the penguins, Tala, and Andrew- gathered around Poppers. Jane crushed the Tiger Fluffs into a potion and added other ingredients to it. She left the stem floating in the drink. She handed it to Poppers. He slowly drank it.

With just one sip, his fur went brighter and his eyes went even bluer. A smile spread across his face. "I feel better, as if I was never sick!" Tala and I smiled, and the penguins sighed in happiness; their son was healed. I looked for Andrew. I walked out of the room; he was sitting on the couch staring out into the falling snow. I sat down next to him. "Thank you for saving me," I said, putting my hands on my pants.

I had to change as my clothes were completely frozen. I wore a blue long sleeve cable knit sweater and black pants and blue ankle boots. My hair was in its natural curls and looked almost black because it was wet.

"You don't need to thank me; it was the right thing to do," he said, turning away from me. I put my hand on his, feeling the fur on his hand; I forgot he wasn't human- but he was…on the inside. I drawed back as he turned around. I blushed, possibly a faint pink. "But you're welcome," he nodded, smiling. That was the first smile I had seen on him.

I watched Anastasia and Andrew talk. They seemed happy together, which was shocking; Andrew hadn't smiled in the past 15 years; since his mother had died. Andrew looked up at me, and I smirked deviously at him; we were friends but we had our secret arguments. I walked out of the house. "I'll be right back," he told Anastasia. I shook my head.

He grabbed my hand. "What do you want, Tala?" I spun around.

"I don't want nothing, I just want to see you happy. No one has seen you happy in the past 15 years; might as well be with her."

"Why would she want to be with me; I'm a monster, a beast, a Permanent, A damned Creature of Magine!" I watched him let his anger out on a tree. Better the tree falling to the ground in two than me.

I didn't want to start a fight. "She could lift the curse," I said bluntly. He stopped his rampage, but didn't turn around. "Did you ever think of that? The Daugter of Eve, heart of gold. She fits the 'mirror.'" It wasn;t hard to know what the mirror told the queen. She had sent out a search, but I wanted to keep that quiet to Anastasia; she would be dead for a little while longer.

"You make me ask this again; Why would a beautiful girl love me?" He frowned, easily devastated at the lose of this girl.

"She's not shallow; I see the way she looks at you; she loves your inner beauty, but she wount love you until you love you." I walked inside, and left Andrew outside in the cold to think, to wonder, to imagine.

"Where's Andrew," Anastasia asked, trying to look out the window.

"He's working something out of his system." She traced the pattern of the couch. I sat next to her. "What's wrong, Ana?" She chuckled, probably at my nickname for her.

"Does he know he has the most hypnotic eyes in the world," she chuckled. She folded her arms across her chest and put her legs underneath her hips. "He's handsome, but him thinking he's ugly is a real turn off."

I chuckled; I knew she liked him at first sight. "You just have to prove that to him; he'll get over it," I chuckled.

"Were you two fighting outside?" I blinked in shock. "You can tell me," she laughed.

"It was a small fight, nothing too big." She nodded.

"I guess it's normal for ex's to fight." I looked at he confused.

"What?" I simply asked. Did she really think we were once boyfriend and girlfriend.

"You two never dated?" I shook my head no. "Then why were you two fighting and sharing evil glances." I'm surprised she saw those glances. I breathed a deep breath; Might as well tell her know.

"The reason we were fighting is because…We're brother and sister…"