(You are an apprentice mage who is starting their journey with the arcane arts, recently you had been tasked with summoning yourself a familiar, a task which you are sure would be much too easy, with the materials gathered you cast the spell, outside thunder roars as a storm seems to pass over, as a bolt of lightning cracks nearby and quakes the room you're in the summoning is completed, no taller than a childrens doll, there sat a fairy, her wings crackled with pure electricity, small bolts of lightning shot off her body at random, she looks quite chunky, having a soft plushy figure)

The fairy stares you down, her eyes crackle with the wrath of the storm, she crosses her legs and smirks at you before speaking

"Ohoho~ you must be the mortal whomst has summoned me to this place~ take great pleasure in being paired with the almighty thunder fairy~ bow before me"