Title: A Fairy's Tale
Chapter Title: An Early Gift
Summary: §A lone fairy sits by the mermaid lagoon, dreaming of her prince. A secret surrounds her heart, and darkens her eyes.§ You're a fairy, who woulda thunk it?
Author: shasanixie
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You slept almost peacefully that night. Almost being the key word. You kept having odd dreams about both Fredo and Peter, and neither would make sense. So you tossed once, before falling asleep again.
The next morning you awoke, and stretched. Your wings flicked about a bit, and you yawned. Once your sight was focused again, you saw Peter and the Boys playing around with swords. Tinkerbell was over in the corner of the room, clapping her hands in joy as she watched her boys. Once she saw you, however, she flew over. She grabbed your hand, and tugged gently.
You followed her, although unsure of what her motives were. She led you through the forest, taking you to someplace you guessed you had never been to before. For being a small fairy, you most surely had never seen all of the forests of Neverland, and what scenery was passing you by now was not familiar.
Soon, however, she stopped you, and your eyes widened. There, standing by the gates of a fairy kingdom, were the king and queen fairy you had been watching as they danced for so long. They smiled, and motioned you both to follow them in. You and Tink complied, and she shot you a happy smile as you both entered the gates.
The decorated kingdom was so beautiful to you, that your eyes hardly left it while you flew behind the king and queen. So it was a bit of a shock to you once they stopped, and you found yourself in a gorgeous throne room. Everything was elegantly wrapped in whites, golds, and pinks. It was all so overwhelming, that a smile overtook your face: permanately.
You spent the entire day with the king and queen, and Tinkerbell seemed so comfortable around them, you suspected that she set the whole thing up. At the end of the day's events, they danced along with the other fairies, and you were invited to join. It wasan unbelievable joy to you to have danced with the king and queen.
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As Tink and you made your way back to the tree house, her smile kept growing wider and wider. You cocked an eyebrow at it once, but when she dismissed it as nothing, you shrugged and followed her home.
However, as soon as you both reached the entrance, her small hand clamps over your eyes, and you can't see. "Tink!" you squeal, and she laughs lightly.
"Shhh, Nelle," she said, placing her free hand to her mouth to silence herself. "I've got a surprise for you." With that, she led you in to the home, but refused to remove her hand. She walked you about the house until you felt you were going to just slap her back to her sanity, when she removed her hand.
There, in front of you, was the dress you had seen her make. Only, it seemed to actually shimmer now that it was presented to you. And beside it was a necklace made of drops of dew and sap. It was beautiful, and you felt yourself gasp. Your hand flew up to your mouth, and you turned to her. She smiled.
"I made it for you. I had never tried my hand at sewing, but I figured I'd give it a try." You nodded at her words, and gently removed your hand from your mouth. You ran your fingers carefully over the material, enjoying the smooth texture of the metals and the firm grip of the vines. The necklace glimmered in the candle light, and you smiled at her.
"Thank you Tink," you whispered as you hugged her. She returned the hug, and whispered into your ear. "Now you can look like a real princess for your prince," she said.
You smiled and tightened the hug. You felt as if you had two princes to choose from, and it wasn't an easy choice. One was sophisticated, loving, and so sweet it made the honey from bees jealous. The other, young, carefree, and charming. All of which you wished to have in your prince. But you knew you had to choose one, and you felt it would be soon. You just weren't sure how to make that decision without hurting the other, or hurting yourself.
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okay, I know, kinda dull and extremely short, but I'm running out of ideas. If you have any, feel free to leave them in a review. It'd be greatly appreciated.
Pozegnanie,
--renee--