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Pet Tooth Fairy

Three years passed since Ava met North –or rather, was visited by North –and everything was relatively normal for the fallen angel. Well, as normal as living with Pitch Black could possibly be. Yeah, Pitch seemed to be planning something huge, but Ava couldn't care less. She was just happy she had someone to live with –and annoy the heck out of.

One night when the moon was full, Ava was taking advantage of the moonlight to fly around her hometown –it might not have been the town she was born in, but it was the town she currently lived in –when she saw a tiny bird zipping toward an open window.

Since Ava couldn't resist her curiosity, she followed the bird. From the flash of color she saw, it was most likely a tropical bird, so what was it doing so far north? She flapped her wings faster, trying to catch up. The bird might've been a hummingbird for how fast it was flying.

When Ava finally caught up, she watched it zip in through a child's bedroom window. She followed it inside, not really worried about getting caught or waking the child –the kid didn't believe in her, so there wasn't a problem. As Ava perched onto a bright pink dresser, she watched the bird dive underneath the girl's pillow.

Wait a minute. Normal birds wouldn't fly into a house and go under a child's pillow on a whim. This wasn't a normal bird, was it? No, Ava decided as she watched the bird wiggle out from under the pillow, clutching a tooth in its very human-like hands. This wasn't a bird at all. It was a mini-tooth fairy!

Ava grinned at the fairy. It was so adorable! But before she could get a good look at it, the mini-fairy flew out of the window and up to the sky. Ava's grin turned to a frown. Great, now she had to catch up to a mini-fairy. This wasn't going to be easy.

It took about three minutes before Ava was able to catch up, which for her was a long time. She had once timed her flight across the country at forty-seven minutes, so she knew she was fast. Unfortunately, this fairy was faster.

When Ava finally caught up to the mini-fairy, she was already halfway across the state. Instead of calling out to the creature, Ava aimed her pitchfork at it and shot a blast of red mist. As the mist enveloped the fairy, it decided to land on the nearest branch. Ava flew over and got its attention.

"Are you a tooth fairy?" she asked.

The fairy chirped and nodded an affirmative. Yes, it was a tooth fairy, but who was this strange girl? She had never met a child who had wings before.

"What's your name?" Ava continued.

The mini-fairy shook its head. Mini-fairies didn't have names; they had no need for them. They could tell each other apart well enough, and their mother knew who each of them were, so why did they need names?

"You don't have a name?" Ava gasped. Why didn't the mini-fairies have names? That was awful! "Why?"

The fairy tried to explain it to Ava, but she barely grasped the general idea. Mini-fairies weren't easy to talk to. But once she understood what the creature was trying to say, she frowned.

"That's not right," she decided. "You guys should have names."

When the fairy shook its head again, Ava realized that it didn't want a name. Even though she thought it was weird, she left the subject for a different topic. About thirty minutes passed before the conversation ended and the fairy could get back to the Tooth Palace.

"Come back and see me again sometime!" Ava chirped –no pun intended. The fairy didn't answer; besides, she wasn't planning on coming back any time soon.

As the fairy flew out of sight, Ava tilted her head in thought. How hard would it be to keep one as a pet?

A week later, Ava was flying as fast as she could through the trees. She had challenged one of the nightmares to a race, and she was currently winning. But Ava misjudged the speed and angle she needed to fly at in order to avoid the tree in front of her, and she ended up crashing into it.

She quickly recovered enough to hurry down to the ground. Once there, Ava inspected herself for damage. She had crashed into enough trees to know what could happen. She had broken her arm once and it was not an experience she wanted to repeat.

Thankfully, there were only a few bruises and scrapes, less than she had expected. But then Ava felt something in her mouth. Thinking that she had accidentally gotten some bark in her mouth, Ava spit it out into her hand. But it wasn't a piece of bark.

It was a tooth.

"Aw crap!" the fallen angel groaned. This was the first time she had ever lost a tooth.

The Nightmare realized that the girl wasn't flying toward the dark lair, so it stopped beside her. It noticed the tooth in her palm and shook its head in annoyance. It had seen enough children react to losing a tooth to know that she would either scream in panic or squeal in delight. Of course, since this was Ava, she laughed happily.

"I've gotta get back home!" she announced suddenly, taking off at lightning speed. The Nightmare tried and failed to keep up with the girl. It knew that the girl had something up her sleeve.

When Ava got back to the underground lair, she hurried to her room. She didn't have much time before nightfall. She grabbed a few choice items from around the room, rushing to construct her contraption.

It took almost an hour and a half, but Ava had successfully crafted a tooth fairy trap. All she had to do was set her tooth inside and wait for the fairy. The door of the cage would snap shut when the mini-fairy picked up the tooth.

Ava yawned, knowing that it was almost time for her to go to sleep. When she woke up, she would probably have a new pet.

CLICK!

Ava bolted up at the sound. She glanced over to the table beside her bed and grinned. It worked! A mini-fairy was standing inside the cage, clutching the tooth. When it noticed Ava looking, she started squeaking out a torrent of exclamations and demands to be let free. But since Ava didn't speak mini-fairy, she just ignored it. Once the fairy settled down, Ava crouched in front of the cage and grinned.

"You're so cute!" she squealed. "I can't believe I've finally got a pet!"

The fairy was taken aback. Pet? This girl thought she was a pet? What would possess the girl to capture her and keep her as a pet? The mini-fairy chirped out her protest, but was promptly shushed when she noticed where she was. She was trapped in Pitch's lair.

"Okay, now be really, really quiet," Ava advised. "I need to get to sleep, and Pitch might come in and check on me. He's been doing that for a while for some reason. So if you want to go unnoticed, stay silent and still when he comes, alright?"

The mini-fairy nodded. She didn't want Pitch to know she was here. Ava tilted her head and peered at her curiously.

"You need a name," she decided. "But what?"

Ava considered a few possibilities. She was a mini-fairy. Mini –Mimi! A grin broke out across Ava's face.

"I'll call you Mimi!" she decided. "Night Mimi."

The fallen angel curled up and fell asleep, leaving the confused and frightened fairy to wait out the night in silence.

A week passed, and 'Mimi' came to understand that she might not ever be freed. It wasn't that Ava was a bad person, it was just that she was a bit naive. The girl didn't realize that mini-fairies needed to be able to fly around and collect teeth like they were supposed to.

Ava didn't know that. She just thought that Mimi was a little upset. So she tried to make her a bit happier by sprinkling some grass inside the cage and putting a dish of water in place of a pool. But nothing Ava did helped.

"Mimi? Are you okay?" Ava asked one afternoon.

She shook her head. No, Mimi wasn't okay. She needed fresh air and sunshine, not imprisonment and darkness.

"What's wrong?"

Mimi tried gesturing to outside, but Ava didn't understand. Mimi tried again and again, but nothing she did made the fallen angel realize what she was trying to say.

"Wait, can you write?" Ava asked suddenly. Mimi nodded, so Ava handed her a stub of a pencil and a scrap of paper. Mimi hurriedly scribbled her note, hoping Ava would listen to her.

Let me out. I need to leave.

Ava read what Mimi wanted and frowned in confusion. " . . . why?" she asked eventually.

Mini-fairies need fresh air and freedom. We're not pets. I can't stay here.

Ava sighed. "I'm sorry," she apologized. "I didn't realize."

Mimi felt bad for the girl, so she wrote another note for her.

I'll come visit, but only if you let me out now.

Ava's expression brightened considerably. "Of course! You can visit every month, and we'll play hide and seek and have races and have so much fun!"

The joy on the girl's face was infectious, and soon Mimi found herself grinned too. Ava hurriedly unlocked the cage, setting her friend free. Mimi zipped out, the girl's tooth clutched in between her hands. Since it was the middle of the day, Pitch was sound asleep, so Ava was able to sneak Mimi out of the lair without problem.

Once they were outside, Ava gave Mimi one last hug before letting the fairy go. The next time she would see the tooth fairy would be several years later, when the fairy was called Baby Tooth, but Ava would know that she was still her friend.

So, Ava kidnapped Baby Tooth. But they're still friends. Ava didn't mean to hurt her. So . . . Oh! I'm writing a side story for this titled 'Ava's Blog.' You should really go check it out. Thanks for reading!

~C