"Well, I fulfilled his wish!" said a now blue butterfly.
One moment he was a mysterious middle-aged man. The next moment he is a blue butterfly.
He is confused why this happened at first, but he didn't think about it for long as something took his attention.
A feeling.
He felt a feeling.
A feeling of power and satisfaction.
For some reason after finding out the man can't fly and said he was hungry enough to eat the air. He felt compelled to help him achieve that unrealistic goal.
Sure, it was ridiculous and mostly said as a joke.
But he felt that if he seriously tried, he would get something. Something attractive.
And now he knew what that was.
Strength, power, skills, abilities.
All that and more seems to describe it, but it is not actually that.
It can be a form of strength... but doesn't have to always be strength. It could be something else.
Like knowledge perhaps.
Anyways, the butterfly didn't think about it much.
There were exclamations, surprising gasps, and screams of disbelief being heard off in the distance that attracted his attention more.
People were looking at his proud work.
He poked the man at his opening and enchanted his insides.
The spell of expansion.
Making a trail of... best left unsaid, 'brown stuff' as he launched straight into the air.
Where did the enchantment and the knowledge for it all come from?
He didn't know.
It just suddenly appeared when he was seriously thinking about how to help the young man fly into the air so he can eat the air.
It just suddenly popped into his mind.
But I won't complain or think about it too much.
Thinking is no fun after all.
Much better fun to help those in need!
That is what he thinks!
So off he went, into the direction of the sounds he heard from before.
A small blue butterfly...
Ready to help the next person of their wish!
...
While the brown rainbow was still overhead.
A young woman was in shock looking at the now flying young man, that will surely go down in history, fly off into the distance.
Never has she seen something so... 'this' in her entire life.
Truth be told she was 99% in disbelief... and 1% in jealously.
While yes that man will forever live in infamy... but infamy is still recorded in history.
It would be nice to go down in history for something amazing.
Just not this kind of amazing.
"I wish I could fly... just not like that guy. At least be a bit more decent than that." she said to herself absentmindedly.
"Fly you say?" a sudden voice spoke.
"Huh!?" She snapped back to reality as she just now realized a little girl she never met before stood before her. how she got in front of her is a mystery. But she didn't pay much attention to it as the child seemed to be thinking of something.
It looks like she is thinking of something really hard.
"I got it!" said the little girl not long after.
While the woman was a bit amused and curious what idea the little girl came up with.
She was caught off guard as she was suddenly stabbed with two small fingers... right in the center of her chest.
Before she could say anything, a sudden pain came over her chest, a terrible buildup of pressure.
Next thing she knew...
She was flying.
Spraying out two streams of white.
Following the path of the brown rainbow.
Now a brown and white rainbow.