Disney's Tinker Bell in Storybrooke
A Disney Fairies / Once Upon A Time Crossover
Season 1, Episode 9, Chapter 6

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

The tall and handsome stranger drove into the parking lot of Granny's Bed and Breakfast. He parked his motorcycle and unhitched the mysterious wooden box he carried about. Inside he shamelessly flirted with the proprietress, Granny, when asking for a room. When given the option he took a room that faced the town square. He climbed upstairs and looked out his bedroom window at the clock tower while rubbing his leg. This was why he was in Storybrooke.

Now he just had to wait for the right moment.

~O~

On Saturday, Claire gathered up her tools and Vidia and drove to Mary Margaret's home. They were going there to install a new toilet as the current one was leaking from a crack in the porcelain. Ms. Blanchard had already purchased a new commode and only needed Mrs. Kensington to remove the old one and install the new one.

When Claire arrived she noticed another vehicle parked in front of Mary Margaret's home. It was a service truck for Winters' Heating, Hartley Winters' business. As she and Vidia went up the walkway she noticed Hartley, wrapped in a coat, working alongside Ned to service the outdoor unit. When he bent over to observe the inner workings of the machine Claire got an eyeful of his backside.

"Hartley's got a cute butt, doesn't he?" she asked of Vidia.

Vidia wasn't sure what to make of that statement, much less from her queen. "Uh, o-okay. Is that important?"

Claire leaned over to take one more look at his rear end before it disappeared around the corner. "Oh yeah!" Claire admitted ecstatically.

Mary Margaret answered the door to let in the two women.

"Oh, thank you for showing up today," Mary Margaret said. "I was really hoping to get all of this done by the afternoon."

"We'll be quick," Claire answered.

Ms. Blanchard turned her attention to Vidia. "How are you feeling today, Valerie?"

"I'm fine. And it's Vidia."

"Oh, sorry. Of course. Vidia. I read all about what happened. I'm glad you're feeling better."

Mary Margaret then showed them the bathroom, the leaking toilet and the new one she had purchased as its replacement. Quickly the two focused on the work at hand. They shut off the water, emptied the tank and then removed the last of it with a sponge and bucket. With a plunger, the water in the bowl was pushed down the drain. Together with Claire's guidance they removed the screws that held toilet to the floor and carefully removed it, draining away any remaining water into the tub.

When Claire peered down into the sewage drain she thought she saw something. "Hand me the snake," she asked of Vidia.

"Snake? Where?!" Vidia said with a panic, pushing and crawling away from where ever it might be.

Claire just rolled her eyes. "A pipe snake," she said, taking the object from her tool bag and showing it to Vidia. "This is a pipe snake, you big baby."

Vidia felt unhappy with that comment, but didn't want to pop off to her queen, or her mother, or whatever. Claire, though, just smiled and showed her how to use it. Halfway down the pipe snake got stuck and Claire was unable to pull it back out. She and Vidia had to tug together before it finally snapped free. When Claire retrieved it she found what she had seen.

"Huh, another pipe snake. It must have gotten stuck in there and broke loose a long time ago." Claire had Vidia run the pipe snake again to its full extension. This time without a problem. Then the two opened the box and began to install the new toilet.

Vidia found this work far too demeaning and unworthy of a queen like Clarion. Seeing her install the very appliance where people relieved themselves was unsettling. She needed to bring about an end to this horror. Henry's book which he promised would provide answers didn't. It was, as far as she was concerned, just another dead end.

~O~

FAIRY HAVEN, NEVER LAND (The Book-verse)

The portal between realms closed depositing three persons: Jefferson, Rumpelstiltskin and a dead body, one of Regina's black knights, on the island of Never Land. A different Never Land from the one they had just left.

"Are we picking up someone?" Jefferson asked. The hat which Jefferson used to move through realms had certain rules. One of them was that the same number of persons who go through the hat must return. The body meant that someone was to come back through with them.

"That's my business," Rumpel answered. "But yes."

Suddenly the island convulsed. It tried to throw off the visitors, but Rumpelstiltskin would have none of it. "Try all you want, you cannot defeat the power of the Dark One," he told the magical island.

"What's going on?" Jefferson asked.

Rumpelstiltskin explained that this Never Land was an enchanted island with its own heart and soul. It could stretch and contract at will and even move around the world to avoid storms and pick up the laughs of newborn children to make into fairies. "It feels my dark magic and wants to be rid of me, but I'm stronger. Now let's go, we have a task at hand."

~O~

"Mother Dove," Queen Ree asked, "What do you mean evil is here?" Queen Clarion, known by everyone as Queen Ree, was the regent of the Never Fairies on this Never Land. She was dressed in her finery but with clear, gossamer wings similar to her charges. She had just arrived at the request of Mother Dove, the magical bird whose egg prevented anyone on the island from aging.

"Never Land senses it," the kindly dove answered. "A powerful and dark magic has arrived from…, somewhere."

"Can't Never Land just kick it into the ocean?" Beck asked.

"No, dear, it cannot. This black magic is far too strong."

"I will send scouts to find the source," Ree answered.

"Do not interfere with it," Mother Dove said. "I fear it is so strong that anyone who does will not survive."

The fairies who had gathered all looked at each other with grim faces.

"I'll go," Vidia said. Vidia was the lone belligerent member of the fairy community. She was known for her nasty temperament and need for solace. Her heart's one true desire was to fly faster and faster. She had accomplished that once when she received a wish from a magic wand. It allowed her to fly as fast as she could imagine with no effort, but found that without the struggle to push herself it had no meaning in her life.

"You?" Ree asked, stunned that she would offer.

"Yes, dear. I'm the fastest fairy in all of Fairy Haven. If anyone can get in and out quickly, it's me."

"Be warned, little one," Mother Dove told her, "this is no ordinary dark magic. The power Never Land senses is unlike any we have encountered."

"Oh, I'll be careful," Vidia replied with a sneer.

Vidia rushed home and took just the tiniest pinch of her special dust. Many years ago, the tree that supplied Pixie Dust to Fairy Haven perished. Never Land, however, provided for the fairies with Mother Dove. Once each year she would molt and the feathers were collected and ground into fairy dust. This dust is the most precious substance throughout the land because they could only harvest it once each year.

The dust that came from the annual molt was strong, but dust ground from freshly plucked feathers was much more potent and Vidia, wanting to fly ever faster, plucked several before someone could stop her. She ground the dust and found it was indeed much more powerful. Knowing she could never obtain more, Vidia rarely used it. Instead, she kept a secret stash of it in her home. This was the dust she took with her. Just enough to fly away if she got into trouble.

~O~

STORYBROOKE, MAINE

While Claire and Vidia were away, Tina met up with Clarence for their rendezvous. Determined to show she could be an adult she had conspired to have a sexual encounter with him. Her first. She had given up on the idea when Valerie had convinced her she might be doing it for all the wrong reasons. Now she was dead set on doing this.

They had the house to themselves. Together they went to her bedroom where Clarence did his best to make the moment as romantic and memorable as he could. This included a light meal, music, dancing and quoting love poetry he had downloaded off the internet. Finally came the moment and Clarence tried to be as lovingly erotic as he could without being off putting. It didn't work.

"What are you doing?" Tina asked.

"I saw this in one of those books on how to have great sex," Clarence answered her.

"Well don't do that anymore," Tina admonished him. "You're creeping me out." Then she took his notes and flipped through them. "No, no. Don't do any of this."

"I'm just trying to be a good suitor," he told her.

"Clarence, just be yourself. Okay?"

"Okay," he replied with a gentle smile. "I can do that."

~O~

"All done," Claire announced. "Just don't use it for a couple of hours so the sealant around the base can set and harden."

"That's great," Mary Margaret replied happily. "Finally, a bathroom without water trickling down the tank." She paid her fee to Claire and included just a bit more in gratitude for taking the old one away. To Claire it felt good to have a little money, even though she knew it was hardly enough to change anything. Just the sensation of working again removed some of her anxiety for a moment.

As they departed, Claire noticed that Hartley Winter was also just finishing his cleaning and tune up of the HVAC system. "Oh, hello, Claire," he greeted with a smile. "Did you have work here, as well?"

"Yes, just a little bit of plumbing," she told him.

"How is your schedule this week?" he asked.

"It's pretty free, why?"

"I've recently begun work on updating two houses, but I need a competent contractor," he said. "Would you be interested?"

"YES!" she blurted out. "I'm sorry. I mean yes. Ever since the fire at Town Hall I've been without steady work."

"Well how would you like to be my preferred contractor?" he asked her. "It won't be steady work, but it can be frequent."

Her eyes widened, Vidia thought Claire might squeal with glee.

"I would like that very much," Claire answered barely containing herself. "When can we begin?"

"Have you had lunch yet?" he asked. "Perhaps we can discuss terms over a meal at Granny's."

"Lead the way," she replied.

~O~

Over lunch Claire and Hartley discussed business. After negotiating terms, Hartley then asked Claire another question.

"Could I impress upon you to help out with the Christmas Festival?"

"The what?"

"The Christmas Festival held in the school gymnasium. Well, it seems the head of the festival committee has resigned," he told her. "Poor man had a nervous breakdown. We need someone else who can help us finish the work. I know it's rather short notice."

"I'll say, Christmas is in two and a half weeks. When is the Festival scheduled for?"

He sighed. "The Saturday before Christmas."

"That's not very much time," she answered him.

"I am well aware, but you are the most competent person I know," he said. "Without someone to run the Festival I'm afraid it will come to an end before it ever begins."

Claire sighed. Hartley told her that it was a volunteer position, meaning no money. Something she desperately needed. In exchange though, Hartley offered to buy her lunch every day for a week. Claire eventually agreed. She decided that if she could save the festival it would raise her positive visibility in the town and could lead to more jobs.

"Thank you, my dear," Hartley said, giving her a peck on the cheek. This made Claire blush.

~O~

Vidia didn't care to listen much after that. Instead she spotted Henry and excused herself. She spoke with him about the book.

"Here, kid. I've read this from cover to cover and it's a joke," she told him. "None of the stories are like I remember and the last pages are torn out. Oh, and the story of Tinker Bell in here is wrong. Dead wrong. I should know."

"But it's not a joke," Henry told her. "It's real. My mother, the mayor, really is the evil queen. She cast the spell that brought everyone here to Storybrooke. The last pages are torn out to hide the identity of the savior."

"And who is that?"

"Emma. She is the savior who will fight the final battle and break the curse," Henry explained.

"Yeah, sure kid. I don't like jokes at my expense." She put the book on the counter and tried to leave.

"No, you can't go," he pleaded. "You're the first one to escape. You can help my mom defeat my other mom and set everyone free."

"Do you know how weird you sound?" Vidia told him. "Just leave me alone."

"Did you read the entire book?"

"Yes, from cover to cover," she answered. "I felt like a fool."

Henry picked up the book and tried to put it back into her hands again. "Read it again. I know it sounds strange, but you have to believe me."

Vidia had had enough of this boy and shoved the book back into his arms. "Go! Away!"

Just then a page fell from the book and onto the floor. "Oh no, you ruined it," Henry gasped.

"It had pages torn out of it already," Vidia complained. "You ruined it first."

Henry examined the page and noticed something most peculiar about it. The edges are sharp and crisp. If it had been torn one edge would be ragged. If it had fallen out of the binding it would have shown on one side. The book's pages were sewn together, one side would have had the telltale markings of the pinholes made by the needle and thread used. Yet there was none.

Vidia took a look at the page. It had the same style of writing in the same font. She did notice Tinker Bell's name. Then she turned the page over. What she saw stunned her. On the reverse side was a drawing of herself and her friends gathered around Tinker Bell and her sister Periwinkle. They seemed to be posing as if for a painting or photograph.

"Did you put this in there?" she asked him.

"No, I didn't," Henry told her. "You've had the book the entire time."

Vidia continued to stare at the image in the page. "Okay, kid, you've got my full attention."

This marks the 100th chapter of this story. Thank you all for making this story such a great success.