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[golden_glow]

Character(s): Tinkerbell, Timon
Content: Tinkerbell brings Timon a gift!
Setting: The apartment Timon is hiding in. :|
Time: Week 37
Warnings: None

If this wasn't where Timon was, she was giving up. She decided it, here and now, panting as she continued to lug the heavy load she'd encased inside a small basket covered in a blanket. To anyone else, the darling little basket wouldn't be a problem to carry at all, but the bite-sized pixie was having some problems, even with her pixie dust.

She lowered it onto the windowsill and leaned against it for a moment, puffing and rubbing her lower back. Adding to her bedraggled appearance, her pale skin was streaked with dirt and a twig poked out from her bun. All told, not the best way to look when coming to someone's home, but that was the farthest thought from her mind.

"Timon!" she called after catch her breath, pounding on the window with all her pixie might. "You in there? It's me!"

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[cowardly_hero]

Timon gave a long and frustrated groan while he buried his face into his paws. He knew for a fact the moment the window was discovered he would be blamed for it. That was simply the way it worked. Unless… Unless he was still dreaming, sprawled out on the floor and soaking in the sun’s rays. At the thought, he peered out between his fingers at the window. Nope, still broken. He sighed in defeat, allowing his paws to fall back to his sides as he approached the window.

“I hope that dust of yours can fix windows too.” The meerkat called up to Tinkerbell. “Talk about a wake up call… Sheesh!” He scratched the back of his head and inspected the damage with a cringe. “You ever heard of knocking?”