Chapter 3- The Morning After

When Tink awoke the following morning, she didn't recognise the room she was in, and a pleasant warmth was pressed against her back.

Turning her hear to look behind her, she was shocked to realise she was cuddling up to the chest of Phineas, who was currently still fast asleep, his goggles sat haphazardly on his nose. One arm tucked leisurely under his head, the other slung protectively around Tink. He was captivating.

She blushed furiously at her position; she'd always had a bit of a crush on Phineas, but was way too shy to tell him, what would he want with a hot-headed little loner like her? No it was far better to be his friend. Be that as it may, she still couldn't deny that the feeling of being pressed up against him made her heart beat double time. She'd only ever dreamt of this before.

"We must have fallen to sleep after my little…episode" she reasoned to herself, cringing as memories of what had occurred flooded her once more.

Turning in Phineas' arms, she was able to see him more clearly. Giving in to temptation she slowly brought a hand up to his face and began tracing his freckles, his nose, brows, ears and lips. "So soft" she gasped in awe as her fingers tangled themselves into his thick auburn hair.

Leaning in closer, she nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard Phineas groggily whisper into her ear. "Good morning Miss Bell, May I ask what it is your doing?"

Tink blushed pink and made to move away, but Bobble was quick to act and promptly pulled her back against him. Although clearly startled by the move, Tink quickly relaxed back into his embrace and smiled as she whispered a reply "counting you freckles."

"Oh, really? And how many have I got then lass" his eyes twinkled merrily; he was clearly very amused at the moment.

"I don't know, you distracted me before I could finish" Tink pouted playfully.

"Oh no, you can't use that excuse Miss Bell, you distract me every day but I manage to get my work done. I suggest you start again lass" he chuckled. He was joking of course, he didn't really expect her to do it, which is why he almost melted when he felt her soft fingers on his skin, and her voice counting away in his ear "5,6,7…8…9"

~~~~~~~T/B~~~~~~~

Over the next few weeks, the pair got gradually closer and their feelings for each other bloomed. Not a day went by where they didn't spend time together. The other fairies across the hollow were beginning to notice.

The duo had gone from discrete touches, a brush of the leg a bump of the arm, to holding hands as they walked through the meadows, Tink's head resting happily on Bobbles shoulder as they spoke in hushed tones to each other. They'd even been spotted pressed closed together, as they danced on the moon beams to the cricket song, on a clear summer's night.

The contact was doing both fairies a world of good, Tink was now smiling, laughing and frolicking again. And Bobble held himself with a new air of confidence around him.

They were the biggest (unofficial) couple in pixie hollow. It was clear they both had feelings for each other, but when asked they would simply shrug and explain that they were just good friends. Both were willing to leave it that way, neither one quite believing that the other might feel the same way about them. Fate, however, had other ideas.