So this is the Autumn Revelry from Lord Milori's point of view. I obviously don't own the Tinker Bell franchise, or any of it's characters. I wish I did so I could make sequels until I die.


The winter fairies all gather at the bottom of the north mountain. They all sat staring up at the sky and off into the distance where they could see a faint glow. That was where the warm fairies celebrated the Autumn Revelry. Lord Milori had made it a tradition that during the Autumn Revelry, the fairies would sleep all day and then watch the festivities. Afterwards they would go into a working frenzy for the next few days.

Lord Milori and the Keeper stood behind the crowd looking ahead as well. "Something is wrong! Something is definitely wrong!" Milori muttered.

"Now Lord Milori, everything is fine. I assure you that the fairies are safe and so is Queen Clarion," the Keeper said.

"But what if it doesn't work? What if the scepter is broken? None of the fairies will be able to fly again, and Clarion might-"

"Lord Milori, you need to stay calm. You know what happens when you get stressed out like this," he glanced over to see Milori scratching at his wrists, "You break out into hives, so stop scratching and wait another few moments."

Milori let go and pressed his arms to his sides, he wouldn't scratch if he couldn't move, "You're right, Keeper, we would have been given word if something was wrong. Just like if something was wrong with Queen Clarion." The sparrowman let out a sigh releasing some of his pent up tension. It was only every eight years that he found out whether the Hollow was okay or not. It sometimes started to get to him and interfered with his sanity.

"Look there!" a fairy cried as she pointed at a blue light that was spreading out across the sky. Within moments it touched the shining jewel encrusted in the pixie dust spout and it reflected everywhere. Now tons of blue pixie dust was raining down on them.

The fairies all started to dance around with joy and make dust angels on the ground. Even Milori's tension was relieved. This was the most blue pixie dust he had seen in his entire life and with that he wouldn't have to worry. He watched his fairies enjoy themselves for a few moments so they could let out their excited energy. "Come on fairies! There's only ninety days until winter! There's work to be done!"

"Woo Hoo!" they cheered as they leaped into the air. Milori got on two his owl and hopped into the air as well to follow them.

The Keeper appeared beside him, "I told you everything would be alright!"

"Yeah, maybe I should start listening to you more, old man!" With the snap of the reins the owl zipped ahead.

"Old Man? I don't think so!" Dewey went chasing after him.