Later that day

Through the trees and over the logs and branches around the workshop, Fawn continued to chase Blaze despite what had happened earlier. As soon as she had returned with the healing fairy for Tinkerbell, she sped off after Blaze to try and catch him before they ended up hurting anyone else. But, the problem was the same that had been concerning her all day; she just could not catch him and no matter what she did to try and get him she just got nowhere. It was getting to be the middle of the afternoon now and the sun was beginning to sink further towards the distant hills, meaning Fawn only had a while to get him and give him a bath. If she did not get him done by tonight then she was in big trouble with the minister of summer.

Of course, Blaze was still evading her and so far he was ahead of her as she chased him through the fields near where a few of the thistles lived. Her attempts of flying high over the grass and then suddenly diving like an aeroplane to try and grab him failed each time as he had cover and, as he was smaller than Fawn, could quickly move to and from different places without any worry of being knocked out of the air. She missed him again and skidded across the dirt, flattening two blades of grass. Sitting up and spitting the dirt out of her mouth, she took off after him again, her determination to get him after what he had put her through today now going through the roof.

And, of course, they were heading right back towards the last place where they wanted to conduct this chase.

At the workshop

Gradually, the Tinker workshop had begun to empty as the afternoon went on. Some were heading home for a rest, others to carry out deliveries or help out in other parts of Tinker's Nook or in another workshop. However, all were definitely feeling a need to leave so as not to get involved in the chaos that had been occurring here through the day, and that was why Tinkerbell was still hammering away at her chair, having to fix the legs and repair the bottom vines of it after the fireworks exploded underneath it earlier. Her hand was bandaged up around the palm as the injury had been quite bad but the healing fairy had reassured her that it would heal quickly.

Fat chance at that with those two idiots flying around! Tinkerbell had thought grudgingly at the time.

At the moment the chair was on its back with Tinkerbell twisting and squeezing the legs into place, her desperation to get this done boiling over. It was really hard for her to believe that earlier on today she was trying to just calmly and innocently fix her chair and then all of a sudden throughout the day she was launched into a series of events that ruined her chair and the most recent ended up badly injuring her hand! It was amazing to see what could transpire in the hollow, but also extremely annoying as well.

Well, at the least the good thing was that the chair was almost done. Only the legs had to be finished now and then it would be done and she would take it back home and lay down on it and have a nice snooze away from the warzone between Blaze and Fawn over here.

Or that was what she envisioned.

Not too far from the end of the workshop with the branch that held the leaf covering over Tinkerbell, Blaze zoomed away from Fawn, who was only a few inches behind him and very close to finally catching him. A sense of happiness filled her eyes. Finally, she was going to catch him and put an end to his torment that he had been causing throughout the day! Oh when she got hold of him and gave him a bath, she was going to give him the cleaning of a lifetime!

"Don't think you can get away from me, Blaze!" she said to him as she tried to grab him, but he pulled his leg out of her grasp and tried to fly faster to get away from her.

Then ahead of him he saw a tall branch extending over the workshop and dotted up and down it were several holes big enough for him to fit into. Hope filled his eyes and seeing them made him fly faster, determined to reach them and put a wall or a leaf or anything between him and Fawn.

When he did reach the branch, he dived into the nearest hole and pulled himself up further into the branch to put as much distance between the entrance hole and himself. Fawn, angered by this, tried to grab him but she was too big to fit into the hole and her arm could only go so far.

"Damn!" she hissed to herself as she pulled her arm out of the branch and began to think hard, trying to think of a way to get Blaze out of there.

The first thing that came to her mind were fireworks, but after the disaster with those earlier on there was no way she was going to use them again, and she doubted Bobble and Clank would let her as they would have probably heard about what happened to Tinkerbell by now. A hammer to shake the branch and make him think it was collapsing? Sounded good, but the Tinkers were unlikely going to let her use a hammer of theirs to do so. Quite frankly, she was surprised they had not seen her off yet after what had happened. There just had to be a way to get him out of the branch! She could not wait, that was certainly out of the question and he was smart enough not to be bribed out by food. Damn, there just had to be a way!

Just then, as if on cue to her pleading and thinking, a glimmer of light caught her eye to her left and looking at its source she saw it was a small metallic object attached to some kind of yellow plastic object. To most fairies, this item was something strange and out of this world, but as soon as Fawn saw it her eyes lit up. It was a lost thing from the mainland and was known as a 'screwdriver', something the humans used to put things together.

If it can put things together, then it can take 'em apart! Fawn thought gleefully as she flew over and grabbed it, the screwdriver being only just slightly bigger than her but light enough for her to hold without tipping forward or falling back.

She carried it over to the base of the branch and drove the metallic end into the dirt and began to push down on the plastic end of the screwdriver as hard as she could. At first nothing happened but as Fawn pushed and then pulled the screwdriver down harder and harder, the bottom of the branch began to gradually become loose as its roots split away from the earth. Seeing this only made Fawn more determined to carry on, knowing that she would eventually get him out of there.

Harder and harder she pushed and pulled until the branch began to tilt as the roots slowly began to pry apart from one another. Then, snap! One of the roots came apart. Snap! The second followed and the branch listed even more, only one root holding it in place. Fawn took a deep breath and, with all her strength, pushed the screwdriver down, snapping the last root. The branch fell over the edge of the workshop wall and directly towards Tinkerbell and the chair. Fawn rushed over to see it fall, only to panic when she saw her friend was in the firing line and covered her eyes, mentally praying she would not be hit.

CRASH! Tinkerbell screamed and Fawn moved one finger from in front of her eye…and breathed a sigh of relief.

At the last moment, Tinkerbell had moved to the side to grab one of her tools that had been rolling away, but the crash had scared her and made her fall backwards. Apart from a sudden shock, though, she was alright…but the chair was a different story. The headrest was now split and the chair was broken in two down the middle, both pieces sticking up into the air from under the branch. Tinkerbell walked over to the remains of the chair, staring dumbfounded at it with a wide mouth and wide blue eyes.

Then, a small creature emerged from the middle of the branch and shook his head clear of any dust and bits of bark that had fallen on him when it had collapsed. It was Blaze, who saw Tinkerbell staring at him with a blank expression. With a meek smile, he pulled himself out of the hole and flew off.

"Oh no you don't, Blaze!" Fawn declared and raced after him.

As Tinkerbell watched them go, a sudden anger began boiling over inside her and when she looked back down at the remains of her chair, her face suddenly turned bright red and her teeth gritted together so tightly that they looked as if they would crack. Her eye twitched madly and, in blind anger, she kicked her hammer away and screamed out her fury, sinking onto her knees and clenching her fists so tightly they shook.

It was obvious that they were really starting to get to her now and her patience and tolerance with them was starting to break.

Sometime later

Whack! Whack! Whack!

High in one of the branches of a tree just outside Tinker's Nook, Tinkerbell hammered away at the bottom of her chair furiously, hitting the final leg into place. After it broke, again, earlier she decided to take it to the highest point from the workshop and rebuild it there, and this tactic finally seemed to be paying off as, thank Mother Dove, she finally finished her chair.

"Finally!" Tinkerbell breathed, throwing her hammer aside and collapsing onto the end of the chair.

She would rest here a few minutes and then take it back to her house, but just for sake keeps she would take it inside and then lock the door in case Fawn and Blaze decided to start bringing their chase over to where she lived.

"BLAZE! Will you seriously cut it out!"

Tinkerbell groaned and looked behind her at where the branch connected to the tree to see Blaze dive into another small hole, Fawn right behind, again wielding her screwdriver. She pounded it relentlessly into the branch, gradually splitting it. Tinkerbell sighed annoyingly and propped her head up on her arm.

Moments later, the branch began to split away from the tree and tip down towards the ground. Then, it snapped.

"Timber!" Tinkerbell muttered angrily as the branch fell from the tree, Blaze quickly leaving it and flying off with Fawn in hot pursuit.

Below, the branch crashed into the ground and part of the headset flew a few feet, if you were going by fairy measurements, into the air and then fell back down to the pile of rubble on the ground.

Well, this was certainly beginning to become eventful.