A quote: Tra la la la la, I am a flower, with nothing interesting to say. --A Bug's Life
A/N: I have no idea what I was on when I wrote this. But enjoy.
A/N2: Things in italics are actions.
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The Beginning
She appears to notice all the people out in Happy Reviewer Land, because she straightens and thrusts out her chin.
Fairy: Tra la la laaaa- waitaminnit, you're not gonna start throwin' things again, are you? Last fic I was in they threw rotten vegetables.
All the people out in Happy Reviewer Land find a sudden fascination with their shoes. Most look embarrassed; some start blushing.
Fairy: Aw, it's okay, jus' so long as you don't throw anything else. This suit is expensive to get dry-cleaned.
All the people out in Happy Reviewer Land nod emphatically.
Narrator: And so the Fic Fairy-
Fairy: Hey, who're you?
Narrator: I'm the narrator. I'm in charge here.
Fairy: What?! You mean I wear this skimpy little suit and flit around "happily" and I'm not even in charge?!
Narrator: Erm, that's right.
The fairy crosses her arms.
Fairy: Then I'm not doing this.
Narrator: What?
Fairy: I simply refuse to continue with this.
Narrator: You can't just stop! We're in the middle of a fic!
Fairy: Watch me, bozo!
The fairy begins to walk away
Narrator: Oh..................Wait. Come back.
The Fic Fairy stops, perking up.
Fairy: What? What's that you say? You need me?
Narrator: You're the Fic Fairy. You're who the fic is about. We can't do it without you....well, I suppose we could, but it would be difficult.
Fairy: You need me!
The fairy does a little "booyah" dance, grinning smugly.
Fairy: Well, one thing's for sure: if I'm sticking arouund, there's gonna be some changes. Number one, this ridiculous costume. It might be fine for Tinkerbell, but I require a little more skin coverage.
Narrator: Very well, but there's only so many outfits that work with wings-
Fairy: No, that's not all. Not so fast. I wanna do something exciting, like fight crime, or somethin'!
Narrator: How would the Fic Fairy fight crime?
Fairy: I dunno, okay, so that idea needs a little work. But I'm sick and tired of all this flitting and "Tra la la" crap. That's gotta stop.
Narrator: But what kind of fairy doesn't flit?
Fairy: This kind of fairy, bozo. And I don't even have a wand!
Narrator: You want a wand?
Fairy: Fairies are supposed to have wands, right? And I don't mean just a decorative stick, man, I want real firepower!
Narrator: Why do I think this is not a good idea?
The fairy pouts.
Narrator: Alright, alright, you can have the wand and the different costume, and I'll see what I can do about the "more exciting plotline" bit.
Fairy: Good. Oh, and one more thing.
Narrator: What now?
Fairy: I want you in this as little as possible.
Narrator: You can't do a story without a narrator! Well, you can, but it would be difficult.
Fairy: Well, at least let me adlib a few lines?
Narrator: There is no script!
Fairy: Ah. I see. Okay then. Thanks for your time.
The fairy flits away.
More adventures of the Fic Fairy are soon to come! Will she fight crime?
...Who knows! Find out soon!