When Emma approached Granny's she could hear loud music thrumming through the walls. When she looked through the windows she could see all the lights were off and it seemed as if the diner was closed. An alarm went off inside Emma's head, telling her something was obviously wrong. Emma took the gun out of her holster, wrapped her hands tightly around the cold metal of the gun, and slowly approached the door. As soon as Emma pushed the door open she was met with a wave of loud music that shook her insides. Emma gripped her gun tighter as she rushed inside the diner and found the light switch. Once Emma's eyes adjusted to the flood of light she found a girl standing on the bar blinking back at her. The girl on the bar was an odd one, dressed in a short sparkly blue dress, her feet bare, her long hair a strawberry blonde dyed blue at the ends, and her now wide eyes rimmed with sparkly blue eye shadow and thick lines of black eyeliner. The moment the girl registered Emma she threw her arms up in the air, clearly terrified by the woman pointing a gun at her.
"Red!" The girl shouted as she continued to stare wide eyed at Emma and the gun in her hand.
Emma turned to see the door to the kitchen open as Ruby walked out looking confused. Once she entered the room she took in the scene in front of her and let out a small laugh. The girl on the bar turned to stare in awe at Red, clearly not finding the humor in this situation.
"Emma put the gun down, everything's fine here." Ruby explained between chuckles.
Emma put her gun back in its holster as she stared at Ruby, now even more confused than she was before. Once Emma put the gun away the girl hopped off the bar gracefully and placed herself on one of the bar stools. Now that she wasn't standing on the bar Emma could see how tiny she was. Her bare feet now hung inches from the ground as she kicked them back and forth like a small child. Emma may have mistaken her for a child if not for the girl's hour glass figure. Though her waist was small she made up for her tininess in other areas. Emma couldn't help but stare at the peculiar girl whom she had never seen before.
"Emma, this is Feya." Ruby said as she gestured to the girl on the bar stool.
The girl beamed as she held out her hand.
"You can call me Tink." She said cheerfully.
Emma took the girl's hand, a look of confusion across her face. "Interesting nickname."
Tink made an exaggeratedly sour looking expression. "My full name is Feya Theophilia Isis Nadia Kistell, fairies from my land are named after all the women of their family, luckily my kind live a long time so I only had to take on three generations of Kistell women along with my own name. So if you take off my first name my initials spell Tink, hence the name. Complicated right?"
Emma stared at the girl now in shock. She glanced up at Ruby to find her smiling and shaking her head.
"Wait..." Emma said, blinking at the smiling girl in front of her. "You're a fairy? Tink...as in Tinkerbell?"
Tink beamed and nodded her head excitedly. "Yep, that's me! See Red, I told you, I'm totally famous!"
Ruby rolled her eyes as she laughed. "Tink thinks she's a famous dancer ever since she discovered Youtube and posted a video of herself dancing. No T, she's thinking of the fairytale."
Tink poked her bottom lip out in an exaggerated pout. "What fairytale?"
"Tinkerbell, trusty side kick of Peter Pan. You know, Neverland? Why am I still surprised when I meet a new one of you guys?" Emma mumbled as she continued to stare at Tink.
Tink's face went from an expression of annoyance to and expression that only could be defined as 'love-struck'.
"Oh god Peter!" Tink exclaimed as her eyes twinkled. "He was love of my life number 5! He never appreciated me though, and when I was kidnapped it took him two whole weeks to figure out I was gone! Humph, what an awful, ungrateful boy. I bet he's lost without me."
Ruby placed her hands on her hips and sighed. "Tink's a bit fickle when it comes to love."
Tink whipped around, her long blonde and blue hair swinging around her face then falling gently down her back. Tink's face filled with a look of hurt as she stared up at Ruby.
"I am not fickle, I just have a lot of love to give." Tink said matter-o-factly as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"To every lost boy, prince, and pirate you meet." Ruby mumbled.
Tink hopped of the bar stool and landed hard on her feet, her face now filled with anger.
"I absolutely despise pirates." Tink spat, her hands forming into fists.
Tink stomped over to the radio that sat behind the bar. After playing with a few dials the room filled with music once more and Tink turned, a now calm expression across her face.
"No more talking, more dancing!" Tink exclaimed between giggles.