As soon as Shane opened the door to his apartment, and flipped on the light, the pixie sitting on his shoulder screamed in his ear. “Troll, this place is a dump! What happened, did someone rob this place?”

“What are you talking about?” Shane said. “This place is empty.”

“Exactly! It’s the shittiest place you’ve stayed in! When you lived under your bridge, at least you had a bed. Sort of. Where’s the kitchen and the furniture?”

“I didn’t have any. I traded the place for a story with an old, lonely woman and I never really lived here.”

“Well, that’s just stupid. Why did you live under a bridge when you could have a roof over your head? Oh, right, because this is a dump! That old woman sure tricked you, troll. This “loft” of yours is literally four walls in an abandoned factory.”

“It’s better than nothing. We’ll make something out of it.”

“Hmm. I guess…”

The pixie stood up from Shane’s shoulder and started hovering. “We could put a bed at the short end. Have a kitchen of sorts on one end, a dresser and a book shelf on the other end, and a desk on the other short end.”

“And where are you going to put the TV?”

“Where are you going to put the… Shane!”

The pixie turned towards Shane, and blew some fairy dust in his face, making him sneeze.

“Achoe! Luna, stop that, or I’m feeding you to the cat.”

“You don’t have a cat.”

“Fine, then I’ll get a cat and feed you to it.”

“That’s mean, troll, mean. Fine. The TV can go, uhm… above the bed? Or you can buy a big screen for the desk. See? I’m helping.”

“And for that, I am forever grateful, Luna.”

“You need a female hand in your life. Valerie is right. So, what do you think of the plan?”

“I like the idea, I just would like to see what it looks like.”

“Why didn’t you tell me, troll? Come here.”

“What are…”

Luna flew towards Shane, and grabbed his face as if she tried to hug it, rubbing some of her fairy dust all over his face.

“Damn it, Luna, I…”

“Give it a second. Close your eyes, now open them. See?”

As Shane opened his eyes, he could see the room like Luna imagined it – decorated and painted in a fresh blue color. Shane looked around, and liked what he saw. He knocked on the desk.

“Nice desk. IKEA?”

“Can you afford anything else? Yes, troll. IKEA.”

“The screens, IKEA as well? They seem very plastic and fake, as does the computer.”

“I’m not a nerd, troll. You’ll have to buy those for yourself. So, you like, yes?”

“I’m just missing one thing.”

“A table and chairs. Whoops. Let me fix that. IKEA table, woohoo.”

“I’m still missing something.”

“What?! Troll, I tried really hard to make you like it.”

“Yeah, but you forgot about someone. Where are you going to keep your gear?”

“My gear? Do you mean…”

“Yeah, I figured we could be room mates. Creatures out of this world should stick together.”

“Hey, that’s my… Troll, are you saying you want me to stay with you? For real?”

“Would I be offering it if I didn’t?”

“Yay!”

Luna flew back to Shane and started to attempt hugging him again, then realized it wasn’t going to work out.

“One second, she said. “Hold that thought.”

Luna transformed her into a human size version of herself, and hugged Shane again.

“Thank you, Shane. You won’t regret it.”

“Haha, oh… I don’t doubt it, Luna. Now, do you want to go out for lunch?”

“I thought you’d never ask. PANCAKES!”

“What?”

“Uh… Pancakes? Can we have pancakes?”

“Haha, sure. Why not.”

They walked out of the loft, and before turning off the light Shane looked back to the loft, which was still enchanted by Luna’s fairy dust. This home would be a good base to come back to after new adventures.