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It had only been a few days since Michael received that rather odd package at his door. Initially he thought it was a dream, but the box and egg still remained where he had left them. Having had some free time since he had a couple days off, he had been spending a good amount of it with trying to find out what this egg was exactly.

Google, as he suspected, provided absolutely no information on the strange egg. So it was time to do some field work. Or at least attempt to do so.

There were two places in mind that he thought of trying. The pawn shop was closer to where he lived, so that was his first destination. The pawnbroker might know something about the egg, and if that's the case, he may also know what it's worth or something along those lines.

So, carefully, he placed the dark red egg into his backpack and headed on out into the chilly late morning air. The place wasn't too far away, so he didn't bother driving the distance. And before long, he had stepped through the doors of the pawn shop and walked up to the front counter.

"Hey... do you know anything about eggs with wings and clouds?"

"Winged eggs on clouds? Do you mean something like this?"

The Pawnbroker turned around to grab something off of a nearby shelf. When she faced Michael once more, she held out what looked like a small paperweight that looked like a chicken with feather wings towards the top. The shelf she had grabbed it from had about two others just like it, amongst other trinkets and such.

For a moment, the guy stared at it before shaking his head.

He then carefully brought his backpack off of his shoulder and set it on the counter. Once he took the strange egg out, he set that down before the store owner, hoping she might know a thing or two.

"My... this is interesting..." she said while peering closely at the egg, "But I've never seen anything like it. Where did you find it?"

Shifting slightly, Michael sighed slightly while looking down at his odd finding.

"It was delivered to me actually. There weren't any labels or anything on the box though. I don't suppose you have an idea of how much this thing is worth do you?"

Before answering her current customer's question, the Pawnbroker glanced up as a pair of ladies stepped in. And for a moment, she thought there was something wrong with her glasses as the younger of the two appeared to have black skin and white stitch-like markings by her mouth. Slightly shocked, she waved lightly at the two, and greeted them.

"Ah, welcome. I'll be with you in just a moment," she said before turning her attention back to Michael. Maybe when she looked back at the girl she would appear normal again.

"A strange package there. But let me have a closer look..." she said softly before gently picking up the egg and examining it.

After a few moments, she set it back on the counter and shook her head. As she did so, the egg shifted slightly on its own, as if reacting to something in the area. But neither Pawnbroker nor Michael took notice.

"As far as I'm aware, this is as good as worthless. But it does look rather... interesting. Perhaps it's some obscure but inexpensive piece of decor. I'd say it's not worth more than fifteen dollars."

Frowning some, Michael glanced down at the egg, currently paying no attention to the newcomers in the shop. And he wasn't really sure if the Pawnbroker was trying to rip him off with what she had just said. But then again, this egg was pretty much left at his doorway. If it were really expensive, the person that left it probably wouldn't have done that.

"Whoever made this... sure did a better job with crafting it for it to be worth fifteen dollars. I mean... look at the fire pattern! And how the heck did they pull off those clouds? Or the wings for that matter," he said. Michael had several good reasons to believe that this egg wasn't 'crafted' but he figured he may as well go along that track while he was here. He really wasn't sure how he would explain that this egg may actually hatch into something in the future.

"Hm.. I suppose you're right..." uttered the Pawnbroker while peering at the egg.

Shaking his head lightly, Michael sighed somewhat as he was really getting nowhere with finding any information here. At least that's how it was originally before he heard a woman speak up from him. Turning around to face her, he quirked an eyebrow at what she had said.

"A fae egg? So that's what this is?" he asked while tilting his head slightly and glancing at the egg, "What's so special about them? It's not like faeries are real right?"

To be honest, he was slightly disappointed. Michael was really hoping that he had found something along the lines of a dragon egg, if the thing were to really be able to hatch into a living thing. Blinking somewhat, he stared at the egg with some curiosity.

The Pawnbroker was a bit bewildered at the lady's statement, and was even more skeptical of her than Michael was.

"Now surely. This is no "Fae egg" as you say. That egg is much too large to house something as small as a faerie. This egg would be more likely to be a fae egg if it weren't a paperweight," said the Pawnbroker while holding up the paperweight she had fetched moments ago.

Michael's eyes widened somewhat as the woman mentioned the teenage girl with her to be one from an egg like the one he owned. Not only was that fact a bit surprising, but the girl's appearance had caught him off guard as well. He ignored the statement made by the Pawnbroker, and shook his head lightly in disbelief.

"I.. I'm sorry," he said, not entirely sure what to say.

So fae were real. And he apparently had a fae egg. In most circumstances, he still would be skeptical of what was said, but the way the girl looked wasn't exactly normal for a human. But it made him wonder if all fae were like that or what.

When the female Ashe stepped closer, the egg's wings twitched and it seemed to lean towards her some. When the Pawnbroker saw this, as well as seeing that her eyes were not deceiving her, she stepped back from the counter.

"What... are you..?"

Again, Michael ignored her, keeping his attention on the two women.

"So... it'll hatch into someone like her then? But... why would a fae egg be delivered to me in the middle of the night?"

At the remark, the Pawnbroker simply fell silent. In an attempt to forget the current events she turned around and began to dust some of the artifacts on the shelf behind her. She seemed to be uttering various things to herself, but it was inaudible to those around her.

"I see..." started Michael, who was slightly confused as to why he received the egg in the first place but at least he had more of an idea of what it was now.

Does this mean I'll have to deal with a kid soon..?

"Ah.. sorry, my name is Michael by the way. Um... if you don't mind... could I ask you a few questions about this? I just found it a couple nights ago and haven't had any luck with learning about it until now."

He felt a bit odd, needless to say, about all of this.

"Though if you're busy, I understand."

Nodding to Rown, Michael turned towards the girl as she spoke for the first time in the shop. As he looked at her, he blinked slightly and tried to keep himself from staring. He wasn't sure what it was exactly, but despite her rather strange appearance, she was quite attractive in her own right. Aside from the fact that he wasn't really the flirty type, she was still too young for him to even really start thinking of attempting to 'pursue'.

"Nice to meet you as well Pasayo. I don't suppose you remember what happened right after you.. er.. hatched? Since.. you were probably a baby at the time right?"

The thought of himself carrying around a baby was a bit.. unsettling. Hopefully fae were a little less needy, or the poor kid might have a bit of a rough time growing up.

"And by the way... you're quite a pretty young lady," he added, feeling the need to compliment her as well.

After finishing dusting off a few things, the Pawnbroker turned back around. Though she decided to do what she could to ignore the strange folk that were in her shop. Even so, she still glanced over at the one known as Pasayo every now and then. She supposed she was 'pretty', but she felt that she was more strange than anything else.

The answer was a little bewildering to hear needless to say, but Michael figured that things wouldn't be too normal considering how strange things have been so far. Still, the fact that Pasayo is actually around four months old was a little hard to swallow.

"Wow... That's.. really fast but does that mean you'll be an old woman once you're a year old?"

It was a little relieving to know that he wouldn't really have to deal with an actual kid for too long. But he still wasn't so sure how he was going to go about and handle everything on his own. Even with the accelerated growth, he thought the whole thing would be a little overwhelming to deal with.

"Why do you age so fast though? And... why aren't there a bigger presence of Fae ..? You'd think with that sort of aging there'd be more around.."

The egg on the counter continued to lean towards the Ashe. Its wings twitched about slighty as it sat there.