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Wind ruffled Tooth's multi colored feathers as she flew through the warm air of Burgess. It was spring time in the early colony of North America and a few teeth had been shed in that small time where winter turns to spring. Tooth had brought a few fairies with to make the trip slightly faster and more productive than just her being alone. Pointing to the houses and cottages that needed pick-ups, Tooth headed to the cottage near the forest edge. Apple trees scattered the front and back yard with blooms and petals on the otherwise bare branches.
Softly opening a side window, the tooth fairy crept inside, her wings fluttering with a small hum that would be barely noticeable to human ears. She was in a room that much she knew. A little girl lay snoring in one bed while a young boy, almost a man, lay in the other. Tooth knew it had been the little girl who had lost the tooth, but insatiable curiosity drew her to the young boy instead. He was most definitely handsome; a small smile curved his lips in his sleep while his tussled, brown hair shaded his closed eyes.
He was young, only a baby compared to Tooth's age at 216, but she still liked him none the less. Reaching out her hand, Tooth carefully cupped his face in her palm, admiring the smoothness of his skin.
"Mom?" the boy murmured, stirring from his sleep. But when he woke he found his room to be empty and silent.
"Jack? Is something wrong?" the little girl yawned from her bed.
"No, nothing Pip, I guess I thought I saw something." Jack rubbed his eyes before lying back down. He noticed something blue poking out from under his pillow and when he picked it up he found it to be a long feather. It was soft and he enjoyed the color it produced. He nearly jumped however when his sister let out a small, short squeal.
"Jack! My tooth's gone! The Tooth Fairy must have come!" She squeaked happily. Jack smiled and congratulated her, but in the back of his mind he was always left to wonder…
Could it really have been her?
Softly opening a side window, the tooth fairy crept inside, her wings fluttering with a small hum that would be barely noticeable to human ears. She was in a room that much she knew. A little girl lay snoring in one bed while a young boy, almost a man, lay in the other. Tooth knew it had been the little girl who had lost the tooth, but insatiable curiosity drew her to the young boy instead. He was most definitely handsome; a small smile curved his lips in his sleep while his tussled, brown hair shaded his closed eyes.
He was young, only a baby compared to Tooth's age at 216, but she still liked him none the less. Reaching out her hand, Tooth carefully cupped his face in her palm, admiring the smoothness of his skin.
"Mom?" the boy murmured, stirring from his sleep. But when he woke he found his room to be empty and silent.
"Jack? Is something wrong?" the little girl yawned from her bed.
"No, nothing Pip, I guess I thought I saw something." Jack rubbed his eyes before lying back down. He noticed something blue poking out from under his pillow and when he picked it up he found it to be a long feather. It was soft and he enjoyed the color it produced. He nearly jumped however when his sister let out a small, short squeal.
"Jack! My tooth's gone! The Tooth Fairy must have come!" She squeaked happily. Jack smiled and congratulated her, but in the back of his mind he was always left to wonder…
Could it really have been her?
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A really short Rainbow Snowcone fic, will be part of series! Enjoy and of course, coment!
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AWESOME!! I LOVE IT! I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL THE NEXT PART!!