"So? You haven't told me yours yet."
"Freddy Baker." After a few minutes of her flipping through the book, he sighed. "I'm really tired of eating flies, you know."
She ignored him. Pushy frog. If all of them are like this, I'm definitely going to be working on not letting them stay in whatever shape they're in.
She found the spell and told the book sternly to let him go. The book rustled its pages in a soft sigh, but the spell was reversed.
A man about her age twirled himself around as he looked at his body and grinned. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." She closed the book and snorted. That was about as easy as I thought it would be.
He turned and she frowned. "Where are you going?"
"Home!" Without another word, he ran off.
"Well, that's gratitude for you." There went her plans of asking him if there were any other creatures that needed their original forms.
A few days later, the castle was in order and she was ready to set off on her journey. Her aunt had money enough to get her to a few places and surely there would be people who would feel grateful enough or guilty enough about someone else's problem to send her to another enchanted prince or princess.
She was eating breakfast in the kitchen when Freddy walked in. She watched as he sat down and smiled at her. "What?"
"Grouchy in the morning. I'll remember that." He gave her a proud look. "I'm coming with you."
"No, you're not."
"I can't pay for another plane ticket."
Freddy s expression turned smug. "My uncle runs a small airport. And I have a car if we want to travel on this continent."
Darn. "You're not useful."
He snorted. "Plane, car, someone to talk to, and I'm a guy." She raised an eyebrow in question. "If you're traveling with me, most of the men won't hit on you."
There was that.
"Fine," she said. "You're my brother to anyone who asks."
Freddy grinned. "Great. Another sister. Mom'll be thrilled."