It's amazing what boredom can do to you! It's raining outside, there's nothing to do in the house and all my friends are away or to busy to go hang out so I sat down and read Gail Carson Levine's Fairy Dust and the Quest for the egg, Fairy Haven and the Quest for the Wand and Fairies and the Quest for Neverland and then out of a lack of something to do sat down and started this.

Despite the first chapter making it seem like it, it's not going to focus so much on Tink and Terence's relationship since Mrs. Carson made it so freaking complicated to figure it out (All we know is that Tink suddenly has a change in feelings for Terence because she was stuffed in a backpack) Note to all who know of Tink only through movies, the original novels (written by Gail) have NOTHING to do with the movies, take place in modern day, and has its own set of fairies vastly different from the movies. The only fairies in common are Tinker Bell, Terence, Vidia, and Queen Clarion (though she's called Queen Ree) and even they are different then there movie counterparts (Terence and Queen Clarion were brunettes with brown eyes, Terence was more elfish looking and quieter, Queen Clarion was no God-like creature but an average looking fairy with a crown on her head Tink had a ponytail not a bun ect….)

Title: Terence's Royal Pains

Rating: K (about the same rating as Gail Carson Levine's Tink Novels)

Pairings: Only the cannon ones Tink/Terence Kyto/Vidia

Characters: Terence, Tinker Bell, Rani, Prilla, Vidia, Kyto, Beck, Dulcie, Moth, Mother Dove, Queen Clarion, Peter Pan, Gwendolyn, Kyto, Captain Hook, Mr. Smee, Royal, Clover, Trinket, Bess, Jerome, Sparky, Estella

Warnings: Spoilers for GCL's third book Fairies and the Quest for Neverland.

Summery: Terence is bored, extremely bored, but then Terence breaks his hand and he's doomed to even more boredom till a new one, a fairy prince, arrives and Queen Clarion assigns Terence to watching over him, suddenly the once bored Terence finds himself mixed up with a stubborn prince, nasty rumors, a missing lunatic fairy, blood thirsty pirates, a returning clumsy girl, and a boy who refuses to grow up. Well, at least boredom wasn't what he was going to die from anymore.

Disclaimer: I do not own this franchise, it belongs to Gail Carson Levine and Disney. If I did own Disney Fairies it would be called Anna's Fairies not Disney Fairies. I do however own, Royal, Clover, Sparky and Estella, Trinket belongs to my friend Danielle.

"Fly with you Terence! Are you still with us?" Sparky asked in annoyance waving his hand over Terence's face.

He wasn't, not really anyways. He had been nodding off again! How often had he been doing that these days? Much more often then usual, he knew that for sure. Usually Terence was a bright and awake sparrow man, up before anyone else and always chipper even on dreary days, but lately things had been out of place. He'd been waking up late for his shift, had to drag his tired heavy wings out of bed to the mill and throughout the course of the day his friends would find him curled up in corners of the mill or, if during break, through out various places in Fairy Haven, asleep or half asleep and snoring.

It wasn't that Terence was staying up late as many fairies implied. He still went to bed promptly when the sun went down and slept peacefully through the night. He wasn't even tired really, he was bored. The same kind of bored Tinker Bell sometimes got, as did Beck the animal talent and Bess the art talent. The kind of bored you got when your days had been repeats of each other for so long you felt like you were just living a single day over and over and over again. Terence hadn't ever been bored before, a combination of his talent and thinking up schemes to impress Tink or have and excuse to visit her always kept hopping from place to place. But now he no longer felt the need to impress Tink because Tink had finally, a least as much as he felt she ever would, been won over. Terence didn't know what you called the kind of relationship they had with each other. Ever since the Kyto and Gwendolyn incident, when Tink had run to Terence shortly after the fairies had recaptured Kyto and Gwendolyn had been pronounced "out of death's front door" by the nursing talents and admitted she missed him when she was in Gwendolyn's backpack, the two had become more then "just friends" as Tink had clarified them just days before hand. Saying "I missed you Terence, when I was in the backpack, I missed you a lot" was the closest, he knew, he was ever going to get to hearing "I love you" come from her mouth. Tinker Bell wasn't one for sentimental things or mushy romantic scenes and her statement to Terence she felt was enough to let him know her change in feelings, and it had been. Terence himself for all his chasing Tink wasn't one for sappy romances and hearing that from Tink had done the same amount of damage as saying "I love you" ever could.

Now things were different between them. No longer was there the awkwardness that rested between the two of them after Terence's wish, the recognition that one admired the other profoundly and the other did not. Sometimes Terence had felt (and believed) that Tink had merely tolerated him because she felt bad for being so rude to him when she had been arrogant of his feelings. Other times he felt Tink actually enjoyed his company, since on occasion she would grin when seeing him and would motion him over to speak to him, and on a rare occasion would laugh or dimple at something he said. Now however things between them became almost as easy and natural as breathing. Sometimes Tink would seek him out in the mill and describe to him a difficult fix she was having and asking for advice on how Pixie Dust might help her. Sometimes she would be waiting for him at the entrance of the mill when he got off his shift and asked him to fly to tea with her or go see what her friends were up too. They sat together during stories, hardly leaving each other's sides during the full moon fairy dances; occasionally they would sneak off away from the buzz of the other fairies and would go to a quiet part of Havendish stream and simply sit on the grass and talk. Often Terence still visited Tink's workshop like he always had and watched always fascinated by what she could do. The things she could fix, and the things she could create. Tink wasn't clingy or much for expressing affection, every once and a while Terence could get her to hold his hand, maybe if he was lucky there was a hug for him when she first saw him in the mornings, though not usually. However the fact that Tink sought him out, and sometimes abandoned her pots and pans that needed fixing for his company meant a lot to Terence. He wouldn't say they were really in a "relationship" but there was possibly potential to one day become so, like all this was Tink (after being betrayed so bitterly by Peter Pan) was testing the waters with him, taking things slowly and making sure she wasn't going to repeat her mistake.

But suddenly with Tink no longer a fairy out of his reach Terence had lost his usual drive and vigor to meet each day. Yesterday embarrassingly he had fallen into a half sleep while on stray dust duty and nearly fell into the pumpkin canister he had been guarding (Stray dust duty was not just to make sure no dust escaped but to make sure Vidia didn't try to come in and steal any extra.) Thankfully Jerome and shouted his name and he had jerked awake and caught himself, the Dust Talents were still laughing about it though Terence didn't really find it that funny.

Now as he looked at Sparky, Jerome and Estella staring at him from across the Dust Talent table he realized he had fallen asleep again.

"I'd fly backward if I could" he mumbled the standard apology.

"Honestly Terence" Estella shook her head in distaste "What is with you lately?"

"I'm just…..not….." he broke into a huge yawn, Jerome smiled sympathetically

"Sleeping enough?" Sparky suggested. Terence shook his head

"No I'm sleeping fine I-

"Terence!" Prilla, Pixie Hollow's first and only Mainland-blinking-clapping talent fairy, stopped by the table slamming her hands down on the table startling everyone.

When Prilla had first arrived, she hadn't know her talent, and when she tried several out they found she seemed not to have a talent, however after she was sent on Quest to save Mother Dove every one discovered her odd unique but important talent. Prilla could blink to the mainland and visit clumsy children, encouraging them to clap to show there belief in fairies, often this was the only way to save a fairy dying of disbelief and therefore was crucial to the safety to Fairy Haven. Since Terence had been one of the first to go out of his way to be friendly to Prilla and to invite her as an honorary Dust Talent after the Quest's success, Prilla seemed to deem him a friend of hers, or in reality, a close friend, since Prilla had a lot of friends. Not that Terence minded this, he liked Prilla a lot since she was funny, bouncy, acrobatic, intelligent, and always helping him with his many attempts at winning Tink.

"What is it Prilla?" Jerome asked politely reaching across the table and grabbing at an apple in a wicker basket.

"I was wondering if you were ok" Prilla said pointing at Terence "After all, I've hardly seen you in a while!"

Terence opened his mouth to explain but Prilla went on "I talked to Tink and she said you'd been sleeping a lot and that just yesterday you fell asleep when she was explaining how she mended a hole in a baking sheet Dulcie gave her."

Terence grimaced remembering the talking to about rudeness Tink had given him. Like she had any room to talk about being rude (not that he had said that out loud) "Yeah I'm just not all here right now."

"Well where are you?" Prilla asked concerned.

"I'm err…..I really don't know, I guess I'm just bored" he shrugged.

"Bored?" Estella asked with a cocky sniff "How can you be bored, you have the best talent in Fairy Haven"

"Sometimes Estella you forget how monotonous our talent can be from time to time" Jerome reminded her gently. Sparky nodded in agreement

"Every fairy and sparrow man gets bored with Fairy Dust duties once in there life."

"Well I never have" Estella scoffed.

"That's because you're odd" Sparky teased.

While Estella gave Sparky her signature glare Prilla moved in closer to Terence and spoke quietly.

"Are you sure that's all it is?" she asked. Terence nodded. "You should tell Tink that, she's getting worried."

"She told you that?" Terence asked.

"Yeah, she doesn't want to tell you because she's afraid that will make her look weak in front of you and she doesn't want that-

"I wouldn't think she was weak" Terence replied "I know Tink's not weak."

Prilla simply shrugged in reply "It's Tink" she said as if that would answer everything, and really it did. "Anyway" she added straightening herself up "I'm glad you're not sick" she snatched an apple from the basket and bit into it as she flew off "Bye Terence!"

"Fairies don't say-

"Give it a rest Estella" Sparky growled. "She can say what she wants"

"But's it so clumsy" Estella pursued.

"Well would you rather have her say good bye, or die of disbelief?"

That quieted her down, the answer was obvious.

Terence stood up from the table "I'll fly with you guys later ok?"

"Where are you going?" Sparky asked.

"Isn't it obvious?" smirked Jerome. "The same place he goes anytime he gets free time."

The three fairies chuckled. There might have been (at one point in time) a blush there on Terence's cheeks but now he accepted it with a shrug, it was true after all. It was very obvious where he was going.

He left his Dust Talent friends and flew down the Home-Tree till he came to Tink's Inside-a-tea-kettle workshop. Tink was inside naturally studying a copper pot with such intensity that it was hard not to laugh. Knowing how much Tink hated interruptions he closed the door quietly and took a seat at the opposite end of the room. She didn't even know he was there till she glanced up and saw him.

"Oh" she said surprised "For wings sakes Terence announce yourself next time will you?"

"You still would have been mad at me" Terence returned. Tink seemed to contemplate this for a moment then shrugged.

"What's wrong with the pot?" Terence asked "It looks fine to me."

"Yeah well that's why you're a dust talent and not a pots and pans fairy" Tink replied promptly, not unkindly, just a stated fact. Terence nodded in agreement

"I'd be a hopeless pots and pans fairy, I have no talent for repair, but what is wrong with it."

"It's a boiling pot, but Simmer a boiling talent came to me and said that this pot has simply stopped boiling water. They tried everything even got Rani to come in and try her luck but so far nothing, so they've brought it to me."

"Ahh" Terence nodded, typical Tink repairs. Stubborn pots and pans that needed Tink's gentle coaxing and a bit of her tinkering here and there to fix itself.

Normally Tinker Bell would have pointedly ignored guests that came in without a reason to be there so they would leave and she would be left alone, but with Terence things were different. She glanced up at him again, her sharp clear blue eyes meeting his dark glazed over brown ones. The corners of her mouth twitched downward subtly and her hand reached up and tugged her bangs.

"What have you been up to?" she asked him.

"Tea with the dust talents"

Tink nodded absently. "Have you been sleeping well lately Terence?" she asked. Terence heard a note of concern in her voice.

"Yeah, quite soundly"

"Hmm" Tink replied before turning back to her pot. Terence watched her as she shifted this way and that adjusting herself as to get different views of the pot. Then she would reach out and touch the pot here and there, her fingers slid across the cold metal, the glow in her hand intensifying.

After a moment she grinned, showing her dimples and made a satisfied noise in her throat.

"You found it?" Terence asked.

"Yup! This should be fairly easy." She made and un-Tink ish giggle as she went to a pile of scarp metal and began digging away. "Oh by the way, Prilla visited Gwendolyn today"

"Really?" Terence replied his interest peeking. Gwendolyn was a clumsy girl, a descendent of Wendy who had been brought by Peter Pan to Neverland to do "spring cleaning". Instead of staying with Peter like most of the girls did she flew over to Fairy Haven and had spent two weeks with them, leaving only occasionally when she felt obliged to visit Peter Pan. Many fairies hadn't liked her much; many viewed her as a danger, but in the end Gwendolyn had proved herself dust worthy by saving them from Kyto's flame and distracting him long enough to let the fairies get a collar around his neck. Tinker Bell had become especially attached to Gwendolyn over the time of her visit, which shocked everyone being as she was a descendant of Wendy whom Tink blamed all her Peter Pan troubles on. Terence had also grown a close attachment to the little girl, but it wasn't unusual for Terence, he liked making friends and always tried to see the good in everyone. He had remembered feeling so upset about Gwendolyn leaving that he had had to wipe his eyes free of tears, and had given her Pixie Dust for a journey back to Neverland if she ever wanted too. Prilla often blinked over to her and visited for a bit and would come back with news of her.

"Yes, she said Gwendolyn got honors at school for a literature project they had to do" Tink told him as she pulled out a large piece of thin iron.

"Literature?" that was a strange word to him.

"Writing, apparently she wrote a book about fairies" Tink took the metal back with her to workbench.

"Good for her" Terence replied leaning back into the chair. Tink nodded but because she was preparing to begin her work she did not reply.

"Terence come over here for a second" she said after a few last minute observations. Happy to be of service Terence flew to Tink's side, just a fairy's finger distance from her. A few months ago this would have been to close for Tink's liking, but now she actually leaned in closer to him. "Do you think you could punch that bottom in?"

"I could what?" Terence replied shocked.

"Punch it in, the bottom's too thick that's why the water can't boil, I'm going to put this there instead" she waved the sliver of iron "But I don't think I can punch that out, your stronger then me aren't you?"

Terence really honestly didn't know, he'd never punched anything before except once when he was damaging a skillet for Tink to fix and he had punched a hole in it when throwing it against a tree hadn't done this. He did a lot physical labor sure, but that was his talent and he reveled in every moment of it, Tink had to be just as strong as him he gathered, she had punched out the windows of her teapot for goodness sakes! She sat at her workbench hammering away at pots and pans and carrying around heavy things from place to place. He could see the muscle of her upper arms etched lightly though not overly obvious; just enough that when one stood as close as he was one could see it. Still he didn't want to disappoint her so he nodded.

"Yeah sure, here move to the side."

She complied easily, pulling herself up on the edge of her workbench and watched him. Terence centered himself, and lightly he skimmed the bottom of the boiling pot with his fingers seeing if he could find a weak spot. He couldn't however; unlike Tink he possessed no ability with metals.

Tink must have known what he was doing because she said in a matter of fact voice "Directly in the middle"

Nodding he found what he believed to be the center. Bracing himself he made a fist and pulled it up to poised position. Inside his head he counted to three and then as hard as he could he slammed his fist into the metal. He hard two things the screeching cracking sound as his fist forced the metal to make a huge hole on the bottom of the metal. The second sound was a loud snapping sound.

Tink leapt off the table and rushed over to the pot. "Well" she said tugging on her bangs "It not the entire bottoms but I can cut out the rest no problem."

Terence nodded numbly, trying to pay attention to her. His knuckles were searing now with pain that jolted up his arm and was coming in steady throbs. He was chewing on his lip to keep from crying.

"I appreciate your…..Why Terence what's wrong?" Tink had turned back to him and noticed his pained expression.

Terence couldn't hide his pain any longer; from the sounds of it he hadn't done a good job of hiding it to begin with. He began to shake his hand and whimpered.

"I broke my HAND!" he told her. Her eyebrows raised in surprise.

"You broke it?" It was hard to tell if she was worried or amused. Terence nodded. "Here let me see it" she beckoned him to give her the hand in question. Terence thrust it at her. She took it gently tugging at her bangs and examining it. The hand was swollen, especially in the knuckle area and bruised. Tink let go of her bangs and with extreme gentleness ran her fingers over the bruises, Terence yelped and jerked his hand away from her. "Stop that!" he squealed.

"Oh for wings sakes Terence don't be such a cry baby!"

"I'm not!" he insisted "Tink I just broke my hand!"

"Big deal" she sniffed "I died of disbelief, come on let's get you to the clinic"

Terence assented to this and together the pair flew up into the tucked away corner of the Home Tree to the clinic. A nursing talent answered Tink's knocks and listened calmly as Tink informed her that Terence broke his hand. Terence himself was to hard concentrating on not crying again to try to speak.

"Well come on in" the nursing talent, Clover was her name, said opening the door wider and ushering them in. Tink stood to the side arms folded over her chest as Clover set Terence's hand bones saying he was lucky that the break was a clean one, and put it in a cast and sling.

"How did you break it?" the nurse asked.

"I uh punched at pot" he replied blushing.

"Why would you do that?"

"I asked him to" Tink said with a humph. "I didn't know he would cry"

"I didn't cry" Terence clarified "I yelped, you hurt me"

Tink shrugged haphazardly but Terence saw a flicker of guilt run across her face and immediately he dropped the subject.

"Well you keep that on for a while and you should be fine in a few days, as a dust talent your body seems to heal quickly" the nurse instructed "But I'm afraid no work for a while."

Terence sighed "I expected as much" I was already bored before, now it seems I'm going to die of boredom.

Clover released them then and Tink offered to fly with him to his room. The flight was taken in silence. When Terence and Tink landed on the branch in front of his door Tink turned toward him.

"I'd fly backward if I could about calling you a crybaby" she said suddenly "I should have been grateful you attempted that request at all."

"Its ok" Terence smiled gratified that she had apologized to him, something Tink didn't make a habit of doing.

Tink smiled back "I'll go tell the other Dust talent's you'll be out for-

"Tink! Terence!" Beck, Fairy Haven's foremost animal talent waved to them from the edge of the branch hallway.

Annoyed that she had been interrupted Tink tugged on her bangs "What is it Beck?"

"Did you hear? A new one's on its way! Prilla said it just landed on Neverland's shores."

"A new one?" Tink's agitation faded immediately and she turned excitedly to Terence "Let's go!"

"Alright" Terence agreed, his own excitement rising in his chest. New ones were always a cause of joy and hope in every fairy. Joy at a new member of fairy's society and hope that it was one of there own.

"Well then come on!" Beck called.

"We're coming!" Tink shouted back. Had this been Prilla he was with, or Bess, or Beck or even Dulcie it wouldn't have surprised Terence that he suddenly found his hand clasped firmly in another slenderer hand, but it wasn't those fairies it was Tink and this action did surprise him, but after the initial shock wave crashed over him and faded he decided to enjoy this rare moment and made his own hand clasp around her tiny one.

He hoped this new one would be the end of his stretch of boredom, and the start of perhaps a new phase in his confusing complicated relationship with Tink.