"She rejected me. What did I do wrong? I had the best foods, the most romantic restaurant, flowers, music, and the most perfect engagement ring. Sure I did forget to get the mirror, but I couldn't help it. I did spend all of that money on her, just for her. How could she hate me? Everything I said to her in regards to how I feel was the truth, and then when she said that she loved me too I was so thrilled. Then she had to go and ask how I paid for it all. Why did she have to go and ask me that?"

Wolf had left Kissing Town in a complete state of depression. He was now wearing his normal clothing and even had some Wendells stashed in his pocket. He got the money from selling his velveteen suit. Wolf couldn't bear to be around it any more since the very sight of it brought heartbreak to him.

"Huff puff, now the queen is going to get what she wants and I'll never be able to face my dear Virginia ever again. ~sigh~ I have to do what that she says though."
Wolf was quickly losing faith in himself. Lines of text from the self help books that he had read floated to the surface of his memory. He batted them away fiercely with his own self pity. He didn't fully know what he was going to do, but he knew that it would end up with him in a terrible conflict with his broken heart and already confused mind. The queen had ordered him to meet with her at Prince Wendell's castle. There he would aid her in her plans of conquest. In his mind he knew that he was now going to become the stereotypical wolf that everyone feared.

"I am a bad wolf. Mom and Dad would be ashamed of me if they saw me," Wolf moaned as he walked down a semi-worn path.

"And what gives you that idea my little cub?"

The voice was so familiar to him that he froze in his tracks. He turned to face the voice and was brought to his knees when he saw that the speaker had been his own mother dressed in a flowing white gown. Beside her in a white flowing shirt and white pants was his father.

"Mama? Papa?" Wolf asked the apparitions.

"Wolf why the long face?" his mother asked as she walked up to him.

"I am a bad wolf," he repeated in a whimper. "I... I... I have done bad things."

"Oh, Wolf, you have just been having a hard time. You have been trying to turn your life around all at once for the sake of love."

"Son, you are the best cub that a parent could ever ask for. You were my pride and joy when I was alive," Wolf's father said. He looked at Wolf with the look of pride and love that every child wishes to see on their parent.

"But Virginia hates me now," Wolf said.

"Oh, Wolf, she is as confused as you right now. Her one way home is gone and she feels that there is no way home for her," Wolf's mother said as she knelt by her son. Wolf's father knelt by her side. Wolf could feel their love for him even though he knew that they were long dead.

"But I can't go back to her. If I do I am going to have to fetch her for that witch and then who knows what will happen to her," Wolf explained.

"Son, you are as cunning as I am, I am more than sure that you can figure out a way to kill two birds with one stone," Wolf's father told him. Wolf blinked back his tears and thought for a minute. His father was right, he could kill two birds with one stone if he could just think of a way to do it.

"Now about how to approach her. You should try to be your natural self. Bouncing all over her like a rabbit won't get her to understand you, you must be yourself. If she can't love you for who you are, then move on."

"Be myself? I have been being myself." Wolf was now more confused then ever. He thought that he had been being himself when he was around Virginia.

"No, you haven't, you have been some lovesick cub. Relax around her and let her see the real you. Cub, you are as caring of a wolf as your father, you try to please everyone, but you always deny who you really are."

"Now go and find her and remember what we told you."

The two ghosts began to vanish.

"No, don't leave me!" Wolf howled as they vanished from his site. The visitation from his parents had helped Wolf out in more ways then he would ever realize. He knew what he had to do, and he wasn't going to let anything stop him.