MusicStar21 says I'm doing well, so let's see if I can keep this up. *cracks fingers*
Hm…Bobble has asked Tink out on a date, and Harly can't stop thinking of a certain sparrowman…what'll happen next?
Tink walked away from her date with Bobble feeling so good she could sing. But, singing definitely wasn't her talent, and she knew that, so she didn't even try. However, she and Bobble were way more comfortable around each other and she was certain he was the guy for her. She sighed at the though. Tink and Bobble…Bobble and Tink. She almost ran into Harly, who had gotten back from sightseeing and was waiting at her door.
"Did you have a good time?" Harly asked politely.
"Wonderful," Tink sighed, falling onto her leaf-green bed.
"Who was that guy with the dust?" Harly asked.
"That would be Terence," Tink answered, "And the guy with him is called Robin. He hasn't found his talent yet. Kinda like you, now that I think about it." She levered herself up on her elbows. "If we go quickly, maybe we can catch him before the sun sets."
Robin waved goodnight to Terence before starting to fly up to his room in the fairy apartments, where the fairies with only one or two fairies in their talent stayed. He was a Creator-talent fairy, meaning he could complete fairies. He could give them wings, complete their glow, and shape things from fairy dust. He'd already given Rani wings and Iris now had more than a passion for writing about plants. He was proud of his work. He was about to enter the building when Tink and one of the many fairies he had seen while following Terence around called to him. He turned, frowned and flew over.
"Hi Tink. Who's this?" he asked.
"This is Harly. She doesn't know her talent either, so I figured she might share your talent," Tink said, grinning. Robin actually looked at the fairy now, and saw just how pretty she actually was, and how different she looked from most fairies. But, he guarded himself from any love towards anyone, now that he'd learned his lesson.
"Well, if you do have my talent," Robin said, taking his pouch of dust off his belt, "Then you should be able to make things with the dust." He showed her how to make a miniature butterfly, that, once finished, flew from his hands.
Harly took a handful of dust and tried to form something, anything from the dust.
Will Harly share in Robin's talent? Next update soon!
Want Robin's past? See my story 'A New Arrival', but note that the stories will be complete here.