Your stomach growls again sending shivers of fear through the fairy clutched in your hand. It has to be close to evening and you've yet to eat anything today.

"Pizza," you say. "I wish for pizza with pepperoni and some Mountain Dew™, but cold. Hot pizza and cold Mountain Dew™." Assuming you have made yourself clear you wait for the flat, cardboard box of goodness to appear. Instead the fairy bites it's lip and scrunches up it's face.

"What's pizza?" it asks. You gasp as you realize what horrible place you've found yourself in. No Pizza?! What about soda? Cheese puffs? Coffee?! The possibility you've died and are now in Hell passes through your mind but you shake it away. Perhaps you can adequately describe pizza to this creature.

"You start with a flat bread," you describe and to your surprise the item appears before you. The perfectly browned bread looks to be an ideal crust. "Then you cover the top with a tomato sauce cooked with onion, basil, and garlic." It appears on top of the bread. A quick taste reveals it to be mild but suitable. "Next you melt mozzarella..." the tiny face contorts with confusion. "A mild, white cheese made from cow's milk," you clarify. "It should be melted until small, golden brown spots appear." A warm, fragrant cheese pizza now floats magically before you. You debate about adding pepperoni but realize you have no idea what's in it that makes it taste so good and decide cheese will do. Your stomach rumbles even louder from the smell so you set the fairy down and take hold of the floating pizza. Realizing you have no way to slice it, you simply take a bite out of the whole thing. The fairy watches in awe as you chew with pure delight. It sniffs, taking in a deep breath, and then mimics you're chewing. Perhaps it's hungry?

"Are you hungry?" you ask as you tear off a pizza and offer it. The suddenly greedy little creature snatches it from your hand and stuffs it in it's mouth.

"Pizza!" it cries. "Pizza!" It flies to your dinner, rips off another piece, and stuffs its mouth.

"I'll take that as a yes," you say as you tear a larger piece off for it. "How about that Mountain Dew™?" The fairy is already nodding before you realize a creature unfamiliar with pizza is not going to know what Mountain Dew™ is. A wooden cup appears before you filled with a clear liquid. A quick sniff tells you it's sweet and probably has a high alcohol content. You take a tentative sip and expect a burn like cheap moonshine. But this drink is sweet and refreshing without the burn from the alcohol you smell. In no time you and your new friend have finished off the drink and food. The fairy summons another and you both dig in, no where near feeling satisfied. This continues until the forest is plunged into the darkness of night. You're feeling very sleepy and it's difficult to keep your eyes open. Soon it's impossible so you lie down on the forest floor and close your eyes.

Didn't anyone ever tell you not to accept food and drink from fairies?