*a little 7 year old girl was locked away in her mother's basement/father's laboratory, she managed to fix the light above her so she could see probably. She was plotting revenge on her awful mother, she desires freedom, she desires solace, she desires to hear her mother scream in agony, to see the fear in her eyes for the first time, to have her blood on her hands. While she was plotting evil thoughts, she heard an unexpected voice, someone she didn't recognize*
The girl would see some kind small blue creature with pointed ears, fangs, bat wings, and a rather fancy looking outfit. The Anti-Fairy gave a grin before he spoke with his usual British accent, giving a greeting. "Cheerio pip-pip and all that!"