Fawn sat Tinker Bell on a mushroom. She made sure they were away from the other animal fairies.
"It's alright, the whole Bobble thing," Fawn explained. "I needed to talk to Rosetta about...uh...that's not important, but as I was coming over, I saw Rosetta holding Bobble's hands."
Rosetta was often found touching other fairies, whether it be on their shoulder, arm or hand. Hearing about that wasn't strange or different. "She does that all the time."
"I know...but I really think it was hand holding, not just hand holding," Fawn said with a grin.
Tinker Bell was even more confused that before. At the best of times, Fawn was hard to follow. Tinker Bell nodded, hoping she understood what her friend had said.
"This cage should do it!" Bobble said, carrying a new cage with Clank. It was still make out of wood, but the wood looked stronger than before. Rosetta needed help getting it over the plant. Just as before, the plant tried to break the cage, but the cage was sturdier.
"It's working!" Rosetta exclaimed.
"Glad to hear it!" Bobble sounded as if what had happened with Tinker Bell earlier that day didn't change his mood at all. Rosetta wanted to bring it up, but knew better. "Well, we best be off."
"Take care, Rosetta!" Clank called from behind his shoulder.
"Wait!" Rosetta held her arm out. "Clank, do you have a moment?"
Clank looked over to Bobble, silently asking him if he can stay a bit longer.
"Can it wait? We are behind on our orders," Bobble explained.
"I guess, but-" The boys were gone before Rosetta could finish talking. It would have to wait, then.
Fawn knew it was a bad idea to tell Tinker Bell, but she did. It just slipped out. She didn't mean to tell her she liked Clank. Tinker Bell immediately began plotting ways to "accidentally" have the two wind up together...alone. Fawn tried to get out of Tinker Bell's plan, but it was too late. The two were already there.
Bobble and Clank moaned in frustration to see more ripped satchels on their work tables. Right after making deliveries, too. As much as they loved the changing of the seasons, it was a lot of work.
Tinker Bell ran to her work table in between the two. She felt tension she left from the morning, but she ignored it. "Bobble? Can you help me fix this kettle? I can't figure out how."
"The spout has a crack in it. Just replace it," Bobble said, hardly glancing at it.
"Oops!" Tinker Bell dropped the kettle and allowed it to smash into pieces. "Silly me. Now help me fix it...over there!"
Tinker Bell guided Bobble away from the work tables, leaving Clank alone. Just as rehearsed, Fawn came over beside Clank. She cleared her throat.
"Fawn? What are you doin' 'round here?" Clank asked.
"Oh...you know...I need...uh brushes for...paint," Fawn said, nervously.
"Okie-doke," Clank said. "You'll have new brushes made in two days. We are behind on our work, you know, with Spring comin' up."
"Yes, Spring," Fawn said, putting a strand of brown hair behind her pointed ear. "I like Spring. Do you?"
"Uh, yeah. I like Autumn the best, though," Clank said.
This was getting to be too much. The conversation was begging to feel forced. It was either now or never. Fawn took in a deep breath and clenched her hands into fists.
"Clank, I...," Fawn's voice was caught in her throat. She cleared her throat and continued, "I like you. M-more than a friend."
Clank looked surprised and he nearly dropped the hammer in his hand. Clank didn't say anything, he only blinked twice, looking more confused than anything. Fawn stared up at him, waiting for a response. Anything would work. Acceptance or rejection.
"Ugh!" Fawn couldn't believe what she had just done. She ruined her friendship. Now it would only be awkward around them. With a final glance to Clank, she quickly flew away. She needed to be with her animals. As she flew away, she wiped tears out of her eyes, constantly telling herself she wouldn't cry, but she did.