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Fairy Dance Dreams
Chapter 2 - Fantasy
His jaw dropped as the fairy burst into fits of laughter, banging an imaginary floor with her tiny fist. The wings were about a metre long each, and were rather glittery.
"You little madam!" exclaimed Bridge. He turned his head to look again and the wings took him off the ground. He fell back down with a thump. The fairy was laughing again. Bridge had to admit; she sounded rather angelic. He got to his feet and rubbed his backside where he fell. "Not funny."
The fairy answered back, "Was too."
He shook off his slight feelings of annoyance.
"So, err, how long will these, um, things be on my back?" he wondered aloud.
"Until you realise what you've been brought here to do," she replied.
"Oh that's just FAN-tastic, isn't it?" he moaned. "All you fairies do is create mischief! Hey, is that why I'm here? To wipe all of you off the face of your planet? Wait, hold on; since when have fairies existed? Oh my god, I must be dreaming. Is that is, am I dreaming? Or, perhaps that's what you want me to think, so you can do something so terrible to me and you're actually a man-eating predator…" Bridge realised he was rambling a bit and stopped.
The fairy shook her magnificent head and then giggled again. Then, with a flutter of her tiny wings, she flew away, leaving a trail of glittery dust behind her.
"Perfect," he murmured, trying to find pockets to dig his hands in, but finding none, "Just bloody perfect." Annoyed, Bridge decided on trying to find Z and Sky. He put one black boot in front of the other and began to walk across the bed of leaves and lush grass that was the forest floor.
He looked up in amazement as he entered the glade. It was filled with sweet-smelling flowers of every colour, though he couldn't see much in the dark. Now that the trees were gone, he could see the sky quite clearly. In the middle of the lush glade was a tree stump, nearly a metre high. There were odd, tiny lights coming from inside, and very faint music. Entranced, Bridge continued forward, the music hypnotising him in some way. As he got closer to the tree stump, Bridge became aware of tiny, shimmering lights surrounding him. He felt something tugging on his princely jacket, pulling him closer.
"Hey! What's going on! Let me go!" Bridge protested angrily. "What are you doing?" He paused upon seeing what was behind the other side of the tree stump. "What the…"
Behind the stump, her graceful body sprawled out over the lush grass lay a young woman, her raven hair decorated with miniscule beads. Her angelic face was lit up by the twinkling lights from the fairies. She was dressed in an exquisite gown of gold, adorned with glittering glass beads. It showed off her curves in all the right places. Bridge recognised her immediately; she looked no different than usual, except for her change of clothing and two silvery wings producing from her back.
Breaking the tranquil silence, the sleeping form of Z snorted while in the lad of nod. Bridge grinned at his friend affectionately, and then remembered the argument her and the blue ranger had had while aboard the ship. It hadn't been pretty…