Fairies Are Not Bugs! [Active]

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Character(s): Tinkerbell, Timon
Content: Tinkerbell vs the furry striped jerk. GO!
Setting: Jogo da Crianca
Time: Morning, Week 34
Warnings: None.

Tinkerbell had resigned herself to the fact that she was in this strange new world without Peter Pan or the Lost Boys. Luckily, Sora was here and she'd already made a couple of good friends, but she felt a bit trapped. She wanted adventure, excitement! Fairies weren't meant to just sit idle on book shelves.

So flew out of her new home and out into the fresh air of the city, trailing golden dust behind her. She laughed as she shocked some of the townspeople, mischievously zooming into their vision or tugging a sleeve here and there. Eventually her flight pattern brought her to the park, the only place under the domes that had even a trace of the wildness she was used to -- and even that was carefully groomed and meticulous.

Hovering low over the grass, Tinkerbell made a lazy loop, trailing golden dust behind her before she landed gracefully.

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If not for Tinkerbell’s exasperated look, Timon would have dropped onto his knees and begun hugging the ground with joy. “What?” he asked, as though he had been accused of something. “I said I didn’t want to. Don’t give me that look. We’ll still get there, even if we walk.” His stomach felt the need to pipe up again at this, the meerkat casting it a dirty look in return.

“You got no room to talk!” he shouted. “It’s your fault I’m in this mess in the first place.” Jabbing his stomach in the side, it gave an angry growl in response. “No! We’re not doing it.” Again, his stomach gave a low growl, this time causing Timon to hunch over and hold his stomach. “But it’s so high up.” He whined, at this point it clear the meerkat had been having a full on conversation with his stomach. “I can’t-” The growl that escaped his stomach next could have easily been mistaken to that of a lions, the sound enough to even startle Timon. “Okay, okay. I’ll do it!”

Without warning, he took hold of Tinkerbell’s wrist and turned to her. “How do I get up again?”