Three Mice That See

There was, according to the same demented fairy tale book that the blind man in the french quarter will show me, but not allow me to take, some details on the origins of Mr Kind, Mr. Necessary and Mr. Right.  Flipping through this volume, it looks like something exceptionally large and clawed tore off the original cover of the work, and that it had been replaced by something that was either vellum or very thick construction paper with a title in magic marker that just said "Stories."

Before the great houses, there were many fairies and many godfathers.  But what many people fail to realize, is that among pure fairies, as compared to the royal "abominations" that currently rule outer fairy, there are certain rules that always apply, no matter how benevolent.  They must be invited, or have a reason to believe they are invited, to have their full power.  To fail to invite them is to create ill will.  Indeed, even the sparkliest and most 'good' fairy will often go incredibly dark when they have been offended in some fashion or other.

So when there had been a year after the birth of the Cinder Princess's first daughter, the failure to send an invitation was a big deal.  It might have been a dark turn for a family that her fairy godmother did not want to hurt.  She waited, longer and longer for the invitation to the Glistening to appear, but the day came closer and closer; and still no invitation came.  The godmother even 'happened to meet' the royal carriage on the road where they exchanged pleasantries, and all seemed well.

All was not well.  In fact, all was decidedly not well in the slightest.

The mouse was the one who finally caught on.  The slow dumb one that wore the red cap and spoke with a stutter.  No one took him seriously.  There were very few magical animals in those days, so few could understand him but he could understand people.  And when he heard her muttering under her breath reluctantly about what she might have to do, he forged an invitation and signed it, in very bad English and sent the invitation on the west wind.

The Fairy Godmother got the invitation and was delighted.  She arrived and blessed their daughter, resplendent and with the approbation of all in attendance.  She was godmother to their line for seven generations before the last of their line made some incredibly dubious decisions, but that is another story.

The most important part of this tale is that the mouse in the red shirt was blessed, that from time to time, great and sageous mice would be born to his line, until one day three mice that had the Sight would be born, one would see what needed to be done when no other could see it; the other would see the good in others beyond mortal ken and figure out how best to bring it out; and the third would see the truth in all things more often than not, so long as his pride did not prevent him.  These three mice were indeed born and in the Heliotropic Book of Fairy Tales one can learn how Mr. Kind, Mr. Right and Mr. Necessary became lynchpins in saving outer fairy from itself.