Kif's master warns him that a fairy is not to be trusted, but he is a boy in love, and she has such gifts to offer...
 

"I need your help, Rae," I said. "I need another wish."

"A wish," she said muffled by a small mouthful of her fruit, and then she giggled. "A wish I suppose, I could grant one of those."

I made my wish --a wish that my Master should forget. That each spell he cast would be swept from his mind as he spoke it, forever lost and never to be cast by him again. It was a sublime way to bring about my aim. If I had wished it all at once he would have known, and in his current demeanor would have turned against me as a plotter. But to lose it over time would be to come back from a distant place, and soon the good man he was would return.

I went to leave but then I heard that sing-songy voice again. "Kif," it said. "How come you never wish me free?"

I turned and looked on her, and it was then that I understood. The caging of the Fairy was my Master's first act of evil. A creature like the Fairy should never have been caged. "Is that what you want?" I asked.

The Fairy just giggled and covered her lips with a juice covered hand. "To get out, to be free, is the wish I wish for me."

"Rae," I said. "I wish you were free."

"Silly," she said giggling to herself. "I didn't give you a wish." And with that she started twirling in her cage again, dancing to a tune of her own.