“Oh no, not Mushroom Condo Village!” Fingle Daggadar Northstar said to his mother, Jin-Jangle Northstar, Fae-Mayor of Rushing Fairy Glen.
“Dear, you’ll have to live somewhere if you go off on your own.” Jin-Jangle said.
“But just look at them. Tiny, some of them are just barely taller than me!”
“Finn, darling, just live at home while you study toxicity eliminicity in Twist Trunk University.”
“Oh, mom, only dorkus fairistinkers live at home while they go to TTU.”
Each fairy breath of summer,
as it blows with loveliness,
inspires the blushing rose.
— Unknown
On the day Rose Fairy was born, a young family picnicked in the sunshine. Their chubby firstborn, Barnabus, wore a solemn smile and chewed on his fist. Then his father slipped on the stony ground, and fell smack, bang, boom on the ground with an “Ooof!” that could be heard for miles.
Barnabus’s mom cried out, “Charles, dear, are you okay? Is anything hurt?”
“My pride!” Barnabus’s dad answered with a hand rubbing his bottom, where he landed on the rocks, and straightening his glasses.
Barnabus removed his fist from his mouth, and drew in a deep breath.
Friendly Fairy Tales 