Author's Note: No, Disney owns Tinker Bell, not me. Some of the references I used from Tinker Bell's game, such as the names of most places.
Don't know the actual name of the place, so keeping it to Pixie Dust Well.
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Fawn had finished cleaning up Iris before Nollie, Beck and Gavin excused themselves for different reasons. Nollie for helping butterflies set up before the approaching evening, evening already, Iris asked, which resulted to everyone laughing, Beck saying that she needed a break and Gavin muttering something on helping some fairy named Minuet.
"Well, I think the day's activities had been more than bargained for, chipmunk" Fawn gave a small chuckle, "let's head down to the Pixie Dust Well before we really run out of spark" and with that, she took Iris's wrist and flew.
"Pixie Dust Well?" Iris asked, noticing how Fawn seemed to have slowed down. Today must've taken quite a toll on her, she thought.
"Yup, it's the place where fairies must go in order to keep their spark!" Fawn leaned to one side to avoid an incoming Flower fairy, "and its near the place where we greet new arrivals"
"Like me?"
"Yeah, like you" Fawn said, and even if Iris didn't see it, she gave a genuine smile. Iris had already become a younger sister to her in less than a day, and Fawn couldn't feel any happier.
Sure, Sil, Rose, Dessy and Tink are her closest friends and she wouldn't leave them even no matter what, but sometimes… She guesses this is why the silly clumsies love each family member so much.
The rest of the flight was pretty silent; Fawn was deep into her own thoughts, and Iris taking in the feel of the wind. She knew that she wouldn't get anywhere with her condition, as well as there may not be as many fairies as Fawn who were as open-minded as she was.
Must she be this paranoid? Maybe.
Fawn soon landed at the edge of the Pixie Dust Well branch, seeing as there was a line forming.
"Guess we have to wait a bit, chipmunk" Fawn said, "Do you mind waiting?"
"Nope, not at all" Iris smiled.
It didn't take as long, seeing as fairies flutter and it only takes one cup, carefully measured by Terence, but with each passing fairy, Fawn could already hear the whispers and mumbles.
Unfortunately, so did Iris.
It wasn't that she was waiting for the other fairies to start talking about her, it was just that… It was just happening a bit too soon for her liking.
"Hi Terence" Fawn said happily.
Terence was the Dust Keeper sparrow man, and possibly has one of the rarest talents. Being the Dust Keeper entitled a fairy to being honest, fair and has equal judgment, as well as being completely accurate on measuring fairy dust for every fairy. Terence was the youngest of 4 Pixie Dust Keeper fairies, who each took turns manning the job per season, and Spring was Terence's time.
"Hi Fawn," Terence smiled, fluttering above her and dousing her in pixie dust, "had a good day so far?"
"Pretty much" As soon as Fawn let the pixie dust sink in, she quickly pulled Iris in front "You remember Iris, don't you Terence?"
"Hi?"
"Of course, how can I forget?" Terence laughed, scooping another cup full of pixie dust before sprinkling it on Iris, "for a moment, I thought I didn't use enough pixie dust on you, Iris"
Iris gave a nervous laugh. Not exactly the best situation to be placed in, "guess something just went wrong on my way here"
"Well, what happened, happened" Terence gave Iris a pat on the head, "once again, welcome to Pixie Hollow, Iris, you can always fly to me in case you need help"
Fawn thanked Terence before flying off, "Let's go hit the grass, shall we Iris?" she noticed as Iris gave a small yawn.
"Yeah, that would be nice"