Hmm…will Harly share in the rare and powerful talent of the Creators?
Disclaimer: the song lyrics are from Paramore's song, Crush Crush Crush. It's not mine, nor is it Tink's.
Harly pulled a thin strand of dust up, then widened it, and after much moulding, she released a dragonfly from her hands. Tink launched herself at Harly in a joyful hug.
"You have a talent!" she exclaimed. Robin smiled at her, and Harly, after a few seconds, started to warm to the idea, then she grinned.
"Thanks Robin," she said, then asked, "Will we get to see Terence tomorrow? You seem to like hanging out with him."
"I guess," Robin shrugged. "I only did before because I didn't have anywhere else to be. But, before we see Terence," he continued, "We have to go see Iris. I completed her, and I want to see how she's doing."
"Hey Harly, let's go tell the building- and decorating-talent fairies what talent you have," Tink said, pulling enthusiastically at Harly's wrist.
"I'll see you tomorrow then?" Harly asked Robin.
"Of course," Robin said.
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The next morning, Harly had gone off to meet Robin at the dust mill and Tink had her house to herself. Her thoughts returned to Bobble, once again. She started humming a tune while she developed a plan for one of her inventions, and soon was full out singing.
"I got a lot to say to you, yeah, I got a lot to say
I noticed your eyes always glued to me
Keeping them there, and that makes no sense at all"
Bobble was rounding the corner to her house and heard her singing. He continued toward her, and commented, "You got a nice voice, Miss Bell." She stopped immediately.
"No I don't. I can't sing that well," she said.
"Of course you do! It's beautiful," Bobble persisted.
She sighed, trying to concentrate. "If you say so. And, if you're here to ask me to breakfast, then it'll have to be lunch. I'm kind of busy at the moment."
"Oh…well…can I help?" Bobble asked.
"I guess," Tink answered, stepping back from the leaf with writing on it and letting Bobble through.