Note: I would just like to make a few notes before I begin this Fanfic.
One: I do not own Tinkerbell.
Two: Most of the ideas of this story are based mostly, with most of my ideas at least, off the Tom and Jerry series produced by William Hanna and Joseph Barbera, whom I dedicate this Fanfic to for giving us some of the memorable cartoons we have ever had.
Okay, the notes are out of the way. Now on with the Fanfic.
(This one is based off Tom and Jerry episode 72: The Dog House)
Deep within the Fairy homeland of Pixie Hollow, the Tinker workshop was crawling with activity amongst the Tinkers for the coming summer season in just a few weeks. The last of the carriages that the doves would carry to the mainland were being prepared and everything that was to go inside them was being noted down and ready for gathering together for when that happened.
In one corner of the work shop, on one of the small stone tables, Tinkerbell was at work on a long resting chair she could lie down on, a set of tools consisting of a hammer and several vines and small twigs scattered around the table. It was made out of several pieces of branches and leafs and all held together with pieces of vine and painted a mixture of green and brown. She had finished most of her work for the mainland this year so she had had a bit of spare time to finishing fixing it after it had been blown off the branch where her house was when during a windy day when she had left it outside after going to work. The small legs had broken and so had the headrest so she had spent most of the morning doing this.
"Ah, there we go!" she said, standing up and admiring her work.
Well, it was going good so far. The headrest was fixed and so were the legs directly underneath it. All she had to do was repair the front legs and then do a little more painting and she was done. Oh, resting on this was going to be good when she had time off.
"Okay, now where are the vines?" she asked herself, kneeling down and gathering together some of the twigs, having to try and reach under a small hole at the bottom of the stone to get one that had rolled in there.
High in the sky, the sun's rays beat down on the workshop, which would explain why there were several make shift umbrellas put up around the workshop tables to give those working at them some shade. Tinkerbell had a bit of an advantage with where she was though, as instead of a leaf umbrella she had a large and thin branch sticking up from the hole where it had been placed in the top of the rock that was the workshop's wall and covering it were several leaves so most of where she was working was cool and refreshing, which was good as this had been hard work in fixing the headrest. Luckily, the wooden legs of the chair were not going to be too bad to put back together and when she was done, she could take it back home and enjoy a little relaxa-.
CRASH! Everyone's heads, apart from Tinkerbell, who was too preoccupied with what she was doing to notice, turned towards the other end of the workshop to see a few pebble sized, to the fairies, stones roll onto the floor, along with a twig that broke in two, from a small storage room on another level of the stone wall above the workshop floor. Almost immediately afterwards, a small firefly came shooting out from the storage room as fast as his wings could go, a look of terror on his face.
"Blaze, come back here!"
Right behind him, a woman fairy dressed with orange hair tied in a ponytail and dressed in an orange leaf dress and trousers followed; a small but thick stick in her hand and a look of anger on her face as she tried to grab him. It was Fawn. Her hand just about reached his leg but Blaze suddenly turned right and took cover under one of the empty wooden tables, knocking the tools off it onto the ground. Fawn dove after him, going underneath it and knocking it over as she chased Blaze out from the other side and followed him down the workshop. The other fairies tried their best to get out of the way, but some were unfortunate. One woman Tinker fairy was splattered with green paint all over her face and clothes from the stone she was using to put a colour coating on the carriage the doves would use to transport the tools to the mainland. Another Tinker fairy, a man, jumped out of the way of Blaze and Fawn, only to land on a low shelf and knock over one of the leaf umbrellas, breaking the twig holding it up in two. Neither Fawn nor Blaze took any notice of the chaos they were instigating as they flew towards the end of the workshop, and right towards an unsuspecting friend of theirs.
Tinkerbell had to force her whole arm into the hole until her fingers were finally able to grasp the twig. She pulled it out of the hole and put the twig in her other hand and stood up, leaning over her chair. Okay, now all she had to do was get one of the vines and tie them together and put them into the slot for the leg and that would be one finished and only one more to go until the chair was completely repaired.
"Blaze, stop it now!" the sudden shouting behind her made her jump.
What in Neverland's name is going on? She thought, confused as she turned around to see Blaze zooming towards her.
Tinkerbell yelped in surprise and fell over as the firefly flew overhead, Fawn right behind him and swinging her stick to try and knock him out of the air. Unfortunately, one of her swings hit the headrest of the chair and broke it off partially, leaving only a small part of one of the twigs to hold it together onto the chair. Tinkerbell gasped in surprise and rushed over to assess the damage.
"I mean it, Blaze. Cut it out!"
She looked up just as Blaze flew over and hid behind her head, slamming his feet over her eyes. Almost a second later, Fawn, who by now was filled with so much anger that she did not know what she was doing, brought the stick down towards Blaze, who let go of Tinkerbell's head in an unfortunate moment.
"OW!" Crash!
Pieces of the chairs fixed legs, as well as the headrest, which was now broken off completely, were sent flying in all directions as Tinkerbell was launched into the chair. Fawn, now realising what she had done, panicked.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry, Tinkerbell!" she cried hysterically as she helped her friend up.
A few other fairies rushed over to see if Tinkerbell was okay. As she stood up and rubbed her head, wincing slightly in pain, she looked down at the remains of her chair and, as if on cue, suddenly snapped and looked up at Fawn, anger blazing in her eyes.
"Fawn, what's wrong with you!" she snapped angrily, wincing again as the sudden bout of anger made her head hurt. "Why did you hit me?"
"Sorry, Tinkerbell," she replied. "It's Blaze," she told her.
Tinkerbell rubbed her head, groaning slightly in pain from doing so and told the others she was fine and they went back to where they were working, leaving the two alone.
"What's wrong with him?" she asked.
"Believe it or not, I have to give him a bath," Fawn replied.
As Fawn expected, Tinkerbell went wide eyed upon hearing those words from her friend.
"What! Y-you give him a bath?"
That was something she never thought she would hear from Fawn. Okay, yes, she did obviously keep herself hygienically clean, but that did not stop her from getting messy again afterwards because of her tomboy personality. It was just a complete shock.
Fawn nodded. "Yep. It's crazy I know,"
"Why do you have to give him a bath?"
Her animal fairy friend sighed. "Well, believe it or not, the minister of summer wanted animals to be cleaned once a week so we don't end up spreading any germs when we take them to the mainland, like we did last year when one of the mice was ill. And today it's Blaze's turn, but as you've no doubt gathered he doesn't want one,"
Tinkerbell sighed. "He's really being that resilient?" she inquired, disbelief in her voice.
Fawn nodded. "Yeah. Look, I'm sorry, Tinkerbell. He's just being a pain. I'll try and keep him away from here, okay,"
Her friend nodded lowly, still clearly annoyed by what had just happened. "It's fine just be careful when you're around others," she advised her with a firm tone on her voice.
Fawn nodded. "Okay, I wi-"
Suddenly, movement out of the corner of her eye caught her attention and she, along with Tinkerbell, looked to see Blaze trying to discretely sneak out from behind a large boulder lodged in the ground next to the wall of the workshop. He had hoped to sneak past whilst Fawn and Tinkerbell were talking but as soon as they stopped; he looked over and saw Fawn staring daggers at him. Instinctively, he flew off out of the workshop as fast as his wings would go.
"Blaze, get back here!" Fawn shouted after him, grabbing Tinkerbell's hammer from the floor and chasing after him at full speed, both of them disappearing over the top of the wall.
Tinkerbell sighed angrily, frustrated at her friend having taken her tool to try and chase an animal and also hitting her over the head. She stomped off towards one of the storage rooms nearby to fetch another, though somewhere in her mind she got the feeling that she would not see the last of them now.