Two days later, they were crafting snowflake baskets for the winter fairies. Phineas didn't have his lens for this. He didn't need it, since all he'd done for his first five weeks was weave baskets. He could do it in his sleep if he needed to. He was both quick and careful with his weaving. Inside, outside, inside, outside. It was ridiculously simple, and the easiest thing he could do without sight.

The incident from the other day had been forgotten, and everyone steadily worked on the Winter preparations. "Ready for the handle!" Phineas called out, jumping off his basket to head to the next one. Two Tinkers brought the handle and started fastening it. Phineas thought he heard them say something, but they weren't talking to him, so he ignored it and moved to the new basket.

After about thirty minutes, he finished the basket and Fairy Mary called him over. "Phineas, dear, could you go with Lucinda to get more weaving supplied from the garden fairies?"

"Yes, Fairy Mary." He said. He headed over to the wagons wagons where Lucinda was hitching a mouse to the wagon he and Fairy Mary had built the other day. He climbed up into the seat. Lucinda climbed up next to him and took the reins with a yawn. Phineas found it strange that he was being sent on a supply pickup. He hadn't gone on one yet since he'd arrived. Lucinda flicked the reins and they were off. They were quiet for most of the ride, but Lucinda spoke up suddenly.

"Something on your mind?" she asked

"I don't usually go on supply runs." He said. "I don't know my way around. Everything looks the same."

"That's why I'm here." Lucinda said "It was your turn to go, and I volunteered to go with you."

Phineas smirked and looked ahead. Lucinda had been looking for an excuse to get out of working all morning. She was pretty laid back for a Tinker, but Phineas had no problem with her. She was after all the first worker he'd met.

"Have you met any of the Garden Fairies yet?" Lucinda asked.

"Afraid not." Phineas shrugged. "The only fairy I've met outside our guild is Silvermist."

"Well you'll like the Garden Fairies. They're probably the sweetest people you'll meet in Pixie Hollow."

They pulled into a clearing and hopped out of the wagon. Lucinda waved to a Pixie in pink and headed her direction, with Phineas not far behind.

"Hey there Lucinda!" the Garden Fairy said with a southern drawl. "Need another pickup already?"

"Sure do," She replied. "Fairy Mary needs fifty more bundles this time."

The Garden Fairy seemed surprised. "Good heavens! It'll take a while to grow that much. Why'd she order so much?"

Phineas didn't hear Lucinda's answer, but the Garden Fairy suddenly took notice of him.

"Well hello!" she greeted sweetly, and oddly slowly. "It's a pleasure to meet you!" Why was she emphasizing each syllable, Phineas wondered. "I am Rosetta."

"Rosetta, he's blind. Not deaf." Lucinda said.

Oh. Phineas' spirits fell a bit. "I'm not blind either." He said. "Just can't see well."

"Oh, I know honey. I don't know what came over me. Let me start over. Hi, I'm Rosetta."

Phineas was glad she was speaking to him normally "Phineas," he said and shook her hand.

"I was wondering when I'd get to meet you. How long have you been in Pixie Hollow now?" Rosetta asked.

"About two months." Phineas said

"Two months!" Rosetta repeated. "What took you so long to come and meet me?"

"Well, this is my first supply pickup. Finally my turn I suppose." Phineas shrugged.

"Strange." Rosetta pondered "I've seen the other Tinkers tice each since you've been here."

"Hey!" Lucinda ran over before Phineas could comment on what Rosetta said. "How about we get going with that order? Fairy Mary won't want us to dilly dally."

"Okay! Okay! I'll get right on it!" Rosetta huffed. She called to the nearby Garden Fairies and they got to work on growing and cutting the grass for the baskets. They tied bundle after bundle, and Phineas kept track of how many were on the wagon. Lucinda lounged in the seat of the wagon. After about an hour, they were ready to get going.

"Come back and visit any time, hon!" Rosetta called after Phineas, who smiled in return and waved farewell.

The mouse was having a hard time baring the load, so their trek back was significantly slower. Lucinda and Phineas were quiet most of the way, but something was eating at him.

"Lucinda," he finally said. She glanced his way as he spoke. "Is there a reason why I was sent on this supply pickup?"

Lucinda hesitated. "I told you before, Phineas, it was your turn."

"Aye, you said that." He stared ahead, feeling like it wasn't the whole truth. "Is Fairy Mary keeping something from me?"

"You'll have to ask her that yourself." Lucinda said quickly. They pulled back into Tinker's Nook and began unloading the supplies. When the other workers noticed they'd returned, they quickly took over and told the two of them to get back to making baskets. Lucinda slipped away, probably to find somewhere to avoid working, and Phineas returned to where he had been weaving before.

He tried to find Fairy Mary after the work day had ended and the snowy owls had picked up that day's collection of baskets. HE didn't find her in the workshop, so he tried her home.

He knocked a few times, and waited. There was no response. He knocked again. "Fairy Mary? Are you home?" she didn't answer so he knocked again. "Fairy Mary, I'd like to talk to you!" he was practically shouting.

"Hey!" someone shoulted from behind. "She's not in right now! Go home!" He sounded like the worker he'd bumped into the other day.

"Do you know when she'll be home?" Phineas shouted back.

"No, but I'll be sure to tell her you stopped by!" the other Tinker yelled. "Get home before it gets too dark!"

He hesitated slightly as he stared in the direction of the other Tinker's voice, but complied to his suggestion and headed home. He spent hours tinkering on a few ideas he'd had that day, just trying to stay awake in case Fairy Mary came to talk to him. He ended up falling asleep at his craft table and had a sore neck and shoulders the next day.