Alright, I promised one of my readers, MusicLover21, that Bobble would be in this chapter, and this goes out to all my readers, whether you've been there from the beginning or you just started reading. You know you guys mean so much to me! I would also like to thank IloveedwardcullenXDXD for helping me out of my writer's block…THNAKS! I would also like to wish everyone a very happy Valentines day, filled with lots of love…and I know that Varia's and Terrence's day will be! And not to mention Tink and Bobble…but you'll have to read on!

P.s. I forgot to disclaim: Disclaimer: I do not own Tinkerbell or any other fairies except Jeeves, Varia and Aloni. Disclaim disclaim disclaim. There—that ought to do it!

I remembered Terrence asking me out for tomorrow, and then realized that it wasn't still Monday—it was early Tuesday. So I was going to have to wait until tomorrow to see Terrence at all.

Today was Art fairy day, anyway. I asked Bess what we were going to do.

"We," she said, tying the back of my leaf apron for me, "are going to be painting ladybugs."

"Cool!" I squealed.

"You think it's going to be interesting? Then you must be a shape shifter. No one but art fairies and you think it's any fun!"

So, anyway, we flew over to a procession of lady bugs and took up positions between two other art fairies, wearing aprons like mine over their clothes so they didn't get dirty.

We stood side by side, and some white lady bugs walked up to us.

"So," said Bess, "you just paint a base coat of red—" she did this as she spoke "—and then paint on little black dots." She finished by doing this. "Simple enough?"

"Yup. I got it." I held up my brush, which I had found along with my top and tights in my closet. I dipped it in the red paint, and evenly covered my ladybug. Then I put my brush in the black paint and put dots on. I blew some loose strands of hair out of my face. This would be a long day.

And the entire day until nearly sunset went like this. Red, cover, black, dots. Red, cover, black, dots.

But in the end, it was worth it. All the little ladybugs with their shiny new coats were huddling around in a group, and they were really pretty.

"Well," I sighed contentedly, "That was very fun. Sorry, Bess, but I have to go. See ya!"

"Later, Varia," she called to me. I had already taken off.

I flew back to the castle. Dinner was uneventful, since it was mostly adults. I just sat and quietly ate, asking to be excused when I finished.

When I walked up to my room, the royal messenger sparrow man was waiting there—the one who had brought me here in the first place. I knew him as Jeeves.

"Hello, Jeeves," I said.

"Miss Varia," he said, nodding. "There was a message for you. Mister Terrence requests your presence at the dust fountain. Her Royal Highness Queen Clarion approves most strongly of this meeting. You best change and be off."

"Thank you, Jeeves," I said, feeling myself start to blush. I ducked into my room before he could see it.

I put on the same pretty white dress I had worn the first day, and I brought my paintbrush and paints. Just in case.

As I was leaving, Queen Clarion saw me in the hallway, and smiled warmly. "Off to meet Terrence, are you?" she said, and I thought I could detect a hint of teasing in her motherly voice.

"Yes," I said. "Jeeves says that you already know?"

"I do. I thought I would let it be a surprise for you."

"Thank you." I smiled at her.

"You best not be late." She smiled back.

I nodded and flew off into the night. When I arrived at the fountain, there didn't seem to be anyone there. I walked over, mesmerized by the beauty of the golden pixie dust.

Suddenly, I felt a pair of warm, strong hands over my eyes.

"Guess who?" said that voice I knew so well. I reached up and pulled his hands off my eyes, and turning to face him.

"Hey there," said Terrence, flashing me his beautiful smile.

"You know, you really shouldn't do that," I said teasingly. "I can't think straight now."

"Perfect," he said, smiling wider.

"So anyway, today was art class with Bess. I brought some paint and stuff. Would you mind if I painted you?"

"No problem," he said. He proceeded to go through a series of funny poses, saying, "How about like this? No, no…something more…inspiring, I think. What about like this? No, no……"

"Terrence!" I laughed. "How about just being you?"

"Now, why didn't I think of that?" he asked. He stood still finally, with his dazzling smile. I proceeded to paint him, carefully placing each brushstroke on my paper. It had to be perfect, and it had to look just like Terrence.

Once I had finished, I turned it around and showed it to Terrence.

"Wow," he said. "You really are a talented fairy, aren't you? Not to mention beautiful," he added.

I walked over and put my hand on his cheek. "Yes, well…you're probably the most important sparrow man in all pixie hollow!"

"I'm not so sure about that," he said. I took my hand off his cheek, and I was about to contradict him when I noticed that I had left a painted handprint on him. I looked at my hand, which was covered in paint, and started giggling.

"Hey," he said, "what's so funny?"

I pointed at his painted cheek, still laughing. He reached up and touched his face, covering his fingers in the paint. "Now, that's cheating," he said, and came toward me.

"Oh, no you don't," I said, still giggling a little.

"Oh, yes I do!" he said, and started chasing me around the fountain.

I ran for my paintbrush, and picked it up. I pointed it at him teasingly.

"You wouldn't," he said with mock-horror.

"Wouldn't I?" I asked, painting a heart in the middle of his chest.

"Oh, now you're gonna get it!" he came at me, dipping his fingers in the paint and then finger painting my face. I laughed some more. I reached for the paint and started painting all over him. Then I got up and ran some more. I could hear him following me.

Then I heard someone giggle in a bush, and then someone going, "Shh!"

I stopped. Terrence ran into me. I took no notice, and flew over to where I had heard the noise, where I found—

"Silvermist! Iridessa! What are you doing here?!"

"We heard that you and Terrence were going to be here," said Sil, "and we didn't want to miss any action."

"Yeah, but I thought it was a bad idea. I just came along because no one else would, and she dragged me, and…" Dessa trailed off.

"Well, you can leave now," I told them.

"Okay…I guess we deserve that," said Sil. She motioned to Dessa, and then said, "Go get him!" Then they flew off into the rapidly setting sun.

I flew back over to Terrence, saying, "My friends have to get into everything. Nevermind. Where were we then?"

He reached up and painted my cheek. "That's where," he told me, and then said, "But that was definitely not what I had in mind when you said you wanted to paint me.

I laughed so hard, I had to lean on him for support. When I could finally speak, I said, "You are so funny!"

"Why, thank you!"

He set me on my feet again. "You know," he said, "you can't very well go back to the castle looking like that, beautiful as you are."

"Okay…I wonder…" I wandered to the fountain. "Can I use some of this?"

"Uh…sure, I guess. Why?" he asked me.

"just…just an idea." I took some dust, and held it in my hands. When I closed my eyes, I could sort of see it there, just like my core. I coaxed it to cover me entirely, and pick all of the paint out of my hair and clothes and off of my skin.

When I opened my eyes, Terrence was staring at me. "What?" I asked him.

"Uh, nothing," he said, averting his gaze. "Just, you…you're beautiful. Even more than before."

I looked at him questioningly. Then I picked up some more dust. "You're pretty painted, yourself."

I made the dust put him right, too. I could tell why he was staring at me. The dust rose from my hands and covered his entire body, so he glittered as much as his smile. Eventually it faded, presumably into his core.

"Wow," I said. "That was…amazing. Now I know why you were staring at me."

"I still am," he pointed out.

"Why?" I said, looking at myself.

Then I realized why.

My white dress had gotten dust stuck to it, and it was beautiful and sparkly. When I turned and craned my head, I could see that the edges and lined in my wings were covered too.

"Wow." I couldn't think of anything else to say.

"More than wow," said Terrence. He was much closer than I thought. Very, very close…

"You know," he said quietly, "you're the most beautiful fairy I've ever seen. I don't even think you are a pixie."

"What am I then?"

"An angel. It's the only explanation. The pixie dust won't even stick to me like that, and I'm the dust-keeper."

"And if I was, hypothetically, an angel," I said quietly, stepping even closer to him, "then why would I be here?"

"Because," he said. "I need you. Before you got here, I had no reason to live other than to serve dust. Now, I know why I was put on this earth."

"Whoever said men couldn't be deep," I said, draping my hands around his neck, "was seriously wrong."

"And whoever said women were all so difficult," he replied, snaking his strong arms around my waist, "Was even wronger."

I laughed, and told him, "Wronger isn't proper grammar."

"Who cares? Right now is all that matters to me," he said, leaning forward. I stood up on tiptoe…

"What happened next?" asked Fawn excitedly.

It was later now, at Fawn's house. I rolled my eyes at her, as if to say, DUH!

"He kissed her, you dummy!" said Sil.

"Are we going, or not?" I asked. Fawn, Sil and I were going on a little…expedition.

"Yeah. Let's go," said Fawn, flying off. Sil and I followed.

So, off we went to the river, where Bobble and Tink were, together.

When we arrived, we quickly concealed ourselves in some bushes so we could watch them without them seeing us. Tink was just saying, "How long have you liked me?"

"A while," he confessed. "And since when do you like me?"

"Oh," she said loftily, "Just since about…forever!"

Bobble was blushing really hard, and I leaned over to Sil and whispered, "I didn't know it was humanly possible to turn that red!"

She doubled over, choking on her barely concealed laughter. She looked like she was about to start laughing really loud, so I quickly clapped my hand over her mouth. She continued snickering quietly into my hand while I tuned back in to Bobble and Tink.

"I had no idea," Bobble was saying in disbelief. "All this time I was waiting for the right moment, when the right moment could have been any time at all!"

"Well," said Tink soothingly, moving closer to him and taking his hand, "We're together now, and that's all that matters, isn't it?"

"Now I know why all the guys are so happy when they meet a girl they like," Bobble said dreamily. Fawn snickered, and we all three froze. But we were lucky—Tink and Bobble were too busy being all mushy that they didn't hear. I grabbed Fawn's and Sil's hands, and pulled them back towards Fawn's house.

When we arrived, we all exploded into fits of laughter, and Sil managed to gasp between fits, "That—was—so—CUTE!"

I nodded, eyes streaming with tears of laughter, and choked, "They're just so lovey-dovey that it's funny!"

When our laughs subsided, I said sadly, "I had better go…Queen Clarion will be wondering where I am."

"Bye," said Fawn, and Sil added, "See ya!"

I waved and flew off into the night.

Back at the castle, standing in my room, I changed into pyjamas and danced around the room. I danced to the table and picked up the brush, and then danced around in front of the mirror as I pulled it through my hair. I felt as though I was walking on clouds; I was as light as air. My night had been amazing.

Of course, naturally Queen Clarion wanted to know why my wings and dress were covered in pixie dust (and they both still were), so I had to tell her most of what happened…leaving out a few little…details.

As I crawled in under my leaf blanket, thinking of Terrence, and how cute Tink and Bobble were together, and Terrence, I couldn't help but think that each day I lived here just got better and better.