"Welcome! Please enter your assigned pixie pod!"
Hello everyone…
"We here at the University of Magia Pixies Academy congratulate you once again on your graduation."
The name's Sol.
"Please hold tight as you prepare for your assigned Star human.
Yes… that's a guys name… it's the 21st century, what do you all want? Surely, we are progressive enough to have guy pixies nowadays.
"Teleportation will begin in 10, 9…"
"We're still outnumbered of course, at this academy, only certain young adults are assigned male pixies. About 1 in 4."
"8, 7…"
Yes… I said young adults, age 18-35… not children… that's for the fairies at the neighboring academy.
"6, 5,"
But don't get the wrong idea… we're pixies, not nymphos, set on a mission.
"4, 3,"
Which is to gather this mineral "stardust" that come off the humans we are assigned to in the earth realm when they perform our, as the academy calls them… artistic tasks.
"2,"
It could be anything, working on a new song for the first time, writing a poem, whatever tasks our database said we needed to train our humans to do for stardust, we do it. There's the simple conversion method of .001 stardust per view on posts the humans make online. But more stardust is gathered if our assigned human can successfully perform at a live venue. There's a guidebook they give us for full conversation rates when we arrive. Star dust is the main power source of our society after all.
"1,"
-1 Month Ago-
I looked down at the paper in my hand of the assigned young adult with an irritated expression…
"It's…"
"Wtf, a girl!?!? How? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
"…"
I sighed as next to me, fellow pixie graduate Dame was having a good laugh.
"I… I don't understand… how did I…"
"Maybe it's a reflection of your own talents!" Dame hollered, continuing to laugh at my misfortune.
My eyes were twitching continuously in disbelief.
"Ohhhh, she's pretty though,"
She was aiight. The name read Calypso Can. Her body proportions and dark black hair looked pretty normal and mostly unspectacular.
"Yeah… too bad we're 1/20 her size since we're pixies." I replied looking at her listed height of 5 foot 5 and listed weight of 120 Pounds.
"Literally what the hell… why me?"
"Idk man," Dame said showing me his paper and his assigned young adult. It appeared to be a pretty fit, tall, clean dude. The type we were expected to be assigned to as… that's just common sense right? Guy artists are supposed to teach other guy artists?"
"It says here tho…" Dame said flipping through the profile, "that this guy Liam has a gambling problem which is holding back his artistic potential…that's pretty normal... I just have to get him on a routine and the stardust will gather itself!"
"Ughh… lucky, look what mine says?"
Dame glared over at my assignment sheet.
"Video Games?" He squinted to make sure he read that right, "like, gambling video games?"
"Uhhh… it says here she spends quite a bit on Gacha games, but that's it actually."
"Really? Not like… slot machines? Or…"
"Nope, it just says… her artistic potential is limited because… she plays too many video games in general."
"Uhh… how much we talking exactly?"
"About 12 hours a day is what it says. In fact, she oftentimes forgets to eat to play video games…"
"Wtf… what does she do for work?"
"Well, that's the thing… she's in grad school and working for a video game company."
"Oh… I mean… she's contributing to society then. Do we really need to gather stardust from this one?"
"Yeah honestly… why is she even on here?"
From what the classes taught us, most of our assigned young adults are those with like, actual major life issues like drugs, gambling, or crime addictions. It's the only academy in the Pixie nation that does this, actually. Most of the other pixies are assigned to well… people who were always born stars really. Those who since birth had been practicing things like vocals and piano. Stars destined to become popular from the start.
It was only at our academy that we got the special rule of having to help the rejects.
"Maybe you should talk to Professor Palavi about it. She's not off work yet, right?"
I shook my head. Professor Palavi was the head Professor at the academy as well as Dame and I's home room teacher.
"Don't think so, guess it's worth a shot."
-10 Minutes later at Professor Palavi's office-
"There is no mistake, Sol," Professor Palavi, said handing me the paper back. She had on her glasses as well as the usual professor outfit.
"Your assignment is this girl Calypso, and that is final!"
"But…"
"Are you wondering… of all the pixies of the academy… why only you were assigned to a human who was not your same gender?"
"Umm… ye…pretty much…"
"WELL, THEMS THE BREAKS!" the professor said laughing, "The ratios just weren't even this year."
"…what?"
"The Pixie to godchild gender ratios this year. You remember what happened right?"
"Oh yeah… that's right…" I replied remembering now. One of the female pixies had dropped out in the middle of the semester and a male pixie took her place. After the new assigned humans were chosen already.
"Wait but… that still doesn't make sense. Why not assign the transfer student to this human? Why me of all people?"
"Ah well…" Professor Palavi said chuckling and sitting back down on her desk and resting her face on her chin, elbow on table with a soft smile "No real reason… I just thought you'd be up to the task specifically, Sol"
"Wait, what! This was your decision?! BUT…"
"AHAHAHAHAHAHA you should see your face right now, I can't," Professor Palavi said starting to cover her face from laughter.
"Why me of all people?"
"Oh, you know it's just…"
Her hand covered her entire mouth now trying to hold back further hysteric laughter.
"I just think you sing like a girl."
"WHAT!"
"AHAHAHAHAHA, I mean… can you blame me?"
"In what way do I sing like a girl?"
"In the everyone at the dorms can hear you singing Taylor Swift in the shower sort of way."
"…Taylor Swift is an icon! Everyone sings to her!"
"Not like you do," she said continuing to chuckle, "truly one of a kind. Plus…"
She began squeezing my arm.
"Professor…"
I blushed slightly trying to pull away as hard as I could, but the professor held her firm grasp.
"If you had more muscle, you'd be able to pull away! I think you should have gone to the university gym first if you're wondering why only you were assigned to a girl."
"…I DO GO TO THE GYM, I'M JUST CUTTING..."
"Whatever you say," Professor Palavi said finally letting go, "just take being assigned to a girl as a compliment Sol, it just means I think you're artistically more versatile."
"Uh-huh…" I said ready to get up and head to gym again…
"No really," she said with a smile, "I think it's a good thing you're comfortable enough to sing songs by both genders, it means you have a rare sort of empathy."
Her smile glowed as she said the statement.
"I'll… I'll try my best."