A/N: I know this isn't as long as the last chapter, but I promise I will write longer stories. Anyways, Enjoy~
~FIFTEEN YEARS LATER~
"Cassie, time to wake up!" The Tooth Fairy's voice echoed through the hall and into Cassie's room. The
young fairy yawned, and sat up in her bed. She rubbed her eye with one hand. "Ugh… coming mom!"
She grabbed her glasses off her bedside table and slipped them on, and quickly flew out of her room and
into the living room. She was floating directly in front of her mother. "It's Saturday… why do I have to
get up?" Cassie mumbled. "Well, I just wanted to tell you that your father and I are going to work. Mr.
Gordon is going to come over and watch you while we're gone." The Tooth Fairy spoke. "God damn it…"
"What did you say?"
"Um… gold omelet! Yeah!"
Tooth Fairy glared at her. "I know what you said Cassandra! What have I told you about cussing?"
"Uh… don't do it?"
"Yes. So why did you do it?"
"Because-" Jorgen walked into the room. "I can hear you two down the hallway! What the hell is
wrong?" He yelled. "Our daughter cussed!" Tooth Fairy said.
"Toothy, lay off her. It's just one word.. haha, when I was her age, I'd cuss all the time! "
"Don't 'Toothy' me! Our daughter has a potty mouth! I don't care what you did, I don't want Cassie to
grow up and walk around cussing all the time!"
"It's just one word sweetie. I doubt it would hurt anything."
"Doubt it would hurt anything. Ha! I don't believe it!"
"Honey, you're over reacting-"
"I'm not over reacting! You are!"
"Sweetie-"
"Just shut up!"
"Fine…"
"I'm going to work!"
"Alright…bye." She poofed out. Jorgen sighed, and looked over at Cassie. "Don't tell your mother this…
but she sure is being a bitch." Cassie nodded. "I think she's PMSing."
"I wouldn't be surprised. Well, I'm going. Gordon should be here in a few."
"Alright.."
Jorgen walked over to Cassie, and hugged her. "Goodbye sweetie. I love you." She chuckled. "I love you
too daddy. Bye." He poofed out, and Cassie sighed and sat down on the couch. She laid down, and
closed her eyes. Right at that moment, Gordon poofed in. She jumped and sat up. "Uh.. hi Gordon." She
said. He waved. "Hello Cassandra." She looked at him for a moment. His red hair and mustache were all
messed up. "You.. look like you just got up" "Haha, because I did." He yawned. "Anyways kid, you know
the drill. Go to your room, get dressed-"
"And don't come in here. I know."
"Ha, you're a smart girl.. now to the room you go~"
She sighed and poofed to her room. She closed her door, and poofed into her normal clothing, which
consisted of camo jeans, a grey jacket, a black shirt, and black combat boots. She walked over to her
dresser, which had a mirror on it. She picked up the hairbrush laying on the top, and brushed her short,
dark blue hair. She parted it to the left side of her head like she normally does, and put a black hairclip
on the right side of her hair to keep any stray strands of hair from getting into her eyes. She looked at
herself in the mirror, and saw freckles scattered all over her face like usual. "Mom told me those would
be gone by now.." She mumbled to herself. She shrugged and walked over to her bed. She sat down,
and looked out the window. There were little fairy children playing with each other and laughing. "I wish
I had friends…" She laid down, closed her eyes, and slowly drifted into sleep.
