Stifling a giggle at the way Woody flailed around, Tinkerbell cleared her throat. "It's my pixie dust!" She flew around the pair in a tight circle, showering them more with the fine, glowing golden dust -- at the rate they were going, it was only a matter of time before they crashed to the ground. "You'll be okay, you just have to keep thinking happy thoughts! Both of you!"

She tapped her temple with a huge grin. "Think of a wonderful thing!"