TWO: in which Tinker Bell is a terrible loser [action]

[firstlaugh]

[With her undignified arrival mostly forgotten Tinker Bell has been settling in nicely to life in Splendor (minor bean-related infatuations aside). In some ways it’s much like the Never Lands, but in many ways it’s better: there’s no way Peter would ever have tolerated her lazing in the sun amongst the flowers until teatime every day but here she

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[starboltgirl]

[ Starfire spent a loto of time in the Wonderland District because its cheerful and playful nature was a lot like her own. Today she was collecting flowers to make wreathes. So when she came across a small fairy destroying the flowers, she was quite distressed. ]

Please stop, tiny one! You should not damage the flowers!

[firstlaugh]

[oh dear, nothing like a girl to bring out the contrariness in the already difficult little fairy. Tink stares up at the girl's distressed face before emphatically throwing yet another tiny handful of petals up in to the air and crying:]

Shan't! I'll do what I like!

[starboltgirl]

But would it not be much nicer to enjoy the flowers, rather than destroy them?

[firstlaugh]

No!

[She doesn't actually believe that, she just wants to contradict whatever this strange girl says. Tink delicately leaps from the flower and in to the air, darting forward until she's hovering brightly before the poor girl's face. The irony that in shouting at Starfire for telling her to stop ripping the flower up the little fairy had actually stopped obviously hadn't dawned on Tink as she rudely sticks her tongue out.]

You can't tell me what to do!

[starboltgirl]

[ Delighted, Starfire sticks her own tongue out! It's like a game! ]

Will you help me gather flowers? I am going to make wreathes for Texi'vychratk Day!

[firstlaugh]

[Suddenly struck dumb, Tink hovers before the strange girl's face with her jaw slack in confusion as she gapes. Nobody has ever reacted to her like this before! The little fairy darts a little closer in a burst of light as all her anger and indignation was abruptly replaced by a considerably meeker feeling of acute puzzlement]

...What? What's that? What are you talking about?

[starboltgirl]

It is the Tamaranean festival of joy and cheerfulness! I shall gladly make you a wreath to dispel your unhappiness, tiny glowing person!

[firstlaugh]

[Tink narrows her eyes in suspicion but it's hardly noticeable amidst the bright light that engulfs her.]

What? [the idea of being given some kind of present is naturally quite an intriguing one for the little fairy, but still she keeps her distance] What's a Wreath? Is it very big?

[starboltgirl]

A wreath is a circle made of flowers! I would be pleased to make one small enough for you to wear, that all of your sadnesses will soon vanish!

[firstlaugh]

[Oh. Well. Tink thinks that all sounds very grand but she doesn't want to seem too excited. Sorely tempted by the idea of a pretty wreath of flowers she flutters closer until she's nearly touching the girl's shoulder]

I think I should like to see this wreath. [her voice is a little stiff and dubious through the seals but the tinkling bells sound as merry as ever] And if I like it I shall have it!

[starboltgirl]

[ Starfire sees nothing wrong with this plan! Sounds quite reasonable to her, in fact. ]

I must first collect more flowers. Will you show me where are the blue flowers?