Chapter 4

"Bobble?" a sweet whisper on the wind blew through the windows of his home and swirled around his bed.

"Hmmm….Tink?" half asleep, he rose up slowly rubbing his eyes, immediately reaching for his goggles.

"Bobble…oh…Bobble." The wind carried to him again. Stumbling half asleep to the window, he let the breeze wash over him. Looking up at the starry night sky, he smiled.

"Good night my sweet Tink." He whispered softly before returning to bed.

Snuggled deep within the covers of her bed, on the edges of sleep, she heard his voice.

"Good night, my sweet Tink." Carried on the winds and tucked her in for a night of wistful dreaming.

As Tinkerbell entered the workshop the next day, she noticed immediately that Clank was not there. Bobble however, was hip deep in wagon repairs. She didn't want to bother him for something as trivial as to ask where Clank had gotten off to. So she set about her day, and what a day she had planned. She was making a new acorn gatherer for Fawn and had promised to have it finished two days ago.

"Good Mornin' Miss Bell." Bobble caught her attention and she gasped when she looked up and saw him.

Hip leaned rakishly against the wagon, arms crossed over his chest, his head tilted just slightly, so that the blue of his eyes almost seared her soul.

"Good morning Bobble." Tink's wings flapped like a hummingbird's as she crossed the shop and landed in front of him.

"I…I…" she started, reaching out to take both his hands.

"Me either…" he tried to finish for her.

Before either of them knew it, Tinkerbell had her arms draped over Bobble's shoulders, toying with his chestnut hair. Bobble's arms were wrapped around Tinkerbell's waist possessively. He spun her around one good time. She laughed and giggled, but their eyes never left each other. Lightly landing on their feet, Bobble lowered his head to hers, their eyes still locked. Tink's slowly lowered and her cheeks blushed prettily. Bobble leaned in for the kiss. The kiss. The first kiss of true love.

Their lips met, soft and chaste. But their arms tightened around each other, determined not to lose this moment.

"I'm crazy in love with you Tinkerbell." Phineas managed with a ragged breath when the kiss finally ended.

"And I'm in love with you too Phineas. I didn't think…I never thought that we…us…? She started before she leaned in again for another kiss.

"Mmmhmmmm…." Bobble said between their lips.

A crashing sound brought them out of their fog. Looking up they both saw Clank standing there with a pile of kettles at his feet, a look of total astonishment on his face for about 2 split seconds.

"That's it! That's the way to do it!" Whoohoo!!" He began clapping. Which in turn got the attention of every other fairy who had been either walking by or in another workshop. All eyes were on Tink and Bobble, entwined in each other's arm.

A few snickers came from the crowd, causing Tinkerbell's anger to begin to boil. She held on to Bobble's hand and they both, with heads held high, left the group of curious onlookers.

"Poor lad… she'll break his heart."

"I thought she and Terrance the dust keeper was an item?"

"Oh no, she's much too "Good" for a lowly dust keeper"

"Poor Bobble."

Clank stood by and listened to all he could stand before he turned around and bellowed at the top of his lungs.

"SHUT UP! THEY ARENT ANY OF YOUR BUSINESS! Aren't you all supposed to be working or something?" One hand resting on his hip, the other pointing at the crowd of gawkers who'd gathered.

Bobble leading the way, Tink's tiny hand clutched tightly within his own, he flew towards Cherry Blossom Heights, spring being their favorite season. Landing on a tree branch and giving his lady love time to get her footing, he raised her hand to his lips and placed a soft kiss on the top of it.

"Oh my." Tink's other hand pressed against her chest as her eyes widened at Bobble's romantic gesture.

"Now, before we were so rudely interrupted, I believe you were saying something to me Miss Bell. Something about running away in the night and spending a night on the beach watching the stars with me?" still holding her hand, his eyes never left her face.
"I…I most certainly was not! I was…well I know what *I* was doing." Tink blushed as the thoughts of what they had been doing whirled around in her mind.

"Ahh yes, the kissing." Bobble smiled at her roguishly. "We could always find someplace quieter to continue that…if you'd like." He looked out around the meadow, watching fairies go to and fro; Pixie Hollow was never a quiet place.

"Actually Bobble, I was hoping…rather, I was going to ask you." Tink started getting his attention back on her and only her.

"Would you do me the honor of being my date for Queen Clarion's masquerade ball?" She got a little pouty mouth look on her face, hoping he wouldn't turn her down. This would be her first dance since arriving.

"Why, my darling Bell, It would be my extreme honor to escort you and make an absolute fool out of myself dancing with you. I'm a tinker talent, not a dancing one." He winked at her as he pulled her close for another quick kiss.

"Surprise me with your costume. Somehow, I have a feeling what it will be, but don't tell me, I want to be surprised." He said as they landed on the ground and began to walk down a footpath.

"Surprise? I like surprises." Tinkerbell smiled, they were still holding hands, walking down the street like any normal fairy couple. This felt so…strange…exotic, and right. A gamut of feelings ran through her as she thought of her little Sparrow Man, walking beside her whistling happily, holding her hand.

"So, you can be ready by the weekend for the ball, right?" She asked softly as they continued to walk.

"Of course My Bell. I'll speak with Bobbin later and see what she can whip up for us. She's amazing with tailoring and sewing, that she is."