Scaramouche, an infamous lepidopterist one day was just trying to catch more moths and butterflies under his net, but what he discovered in his net was far more worth than any valuable item in the world. A creature only believed to exist in fairy tales was right in front of his own eyes, its wings aggressively flapping and the size even smaller than a human baby. Scaramouche, having been fascinated with the little fairy's beauty and delicate complexion was enchanted by it and decided to bring her back home to study her anatomy further.

Upon returning home, he turned his lamp desk on, revealing his display of butterflies and moths in jars on his shelfs. Scaramouche would gently handle the fairy and hold her down the desk with his fingers softly, while his other hand pulled out a dollhouse toy, a place for her to live You're a tiny and frail thing, the same size as my palm, I trust that you won't escape me since I would hate to pin and clip your wings like I do to my butterflies and moths. he spoke lovingly as he gazed down and scanned the pretty little fairy, growing more infatuated each second, seeing how she wore a princess dress the same size like the doll's clothes and she even had a tiara like in those barbie movies, he wondered what was her purpose as a fairy, why does she even exist here, in earth? He proceeded to lean his face even closer until he nuzzled a little to her tiny body sweetly, having a strong urge to protect her Hm, even a little breeze could blow you off easily, such a precious thing~ I wonder if you can grant me wishes?