Everyone knew about the wings. And anyone who'd spent any time around a relaxed Kevin knew about the glitter, and the hovering, and the glowing, and of course, the blue.

Then there were the things that were closely guarded secrets. Like the effect of honey on fey systems.

Then there was the other stuff. The stuff nobody would believe.

Like the sleep-flying. That one, at least, had an innocent enough story - Mike and Kevin had camped out on the couch, watching movies, and Kevin had fallen asleep. About half an hour later, Mike was smiling as Kevin twitched and then moaned in his dreams.

Then he started to lift gently off Mike's legs. Mike panicked and grabbed onto Kevin. Kevin jerked awake with a yelp and fell in a shower of glitter so thick Mike was still a little sparkly three days later.

He didn't let Kevin live it down for much, much longer.