Tooth's castle was alite with activity. Mini farie's were everywhere. Some greeted sandy, for he was a nightly visiter.
Sandy made his way to a quieter part of the castle. Where he knew tooth slept. He gently pushed open a mahogany door, and steped into tooth's bedroom.
A few jars of fireflies lit the room, tooth was laying in a canopy bed. Her sheets were lightly draped over her body; covering her wings. Tooth's head was resting on her hand.
Sandy lightly walked over, and knelt beside the bed. His sandy hand reached out to touch her golden feather, and he was whisked into her dreams.
Peals of laughter rang through the air, as tooth flew through the air a teenage figure racing behind her. It came to no surprise to sandy that jack was in tooth's dreams.
For he knew of a secret crush tooth harbored; just for Jack.
He watched as the two land a few yards away.
A explanation point formed above sandy's head as he got an idea. He waved his hand and a grassy hill with a red-checkerd blanket (not to mention a picnic basket) materialized underneath their feet. Sandy smiled as he watched the couple sit down together.
Sandy was content. This was one of his best dreams.
Now for north.