Fairy in Danger by Titania Woods Page A

Though Twink couldn’t be fooled by her own spell, she knew that to Timmy, the bedroom was now filled with dancing, swirling sparkle fairies – which would be very difficult to catch!
    She jetted to the wardrobe. Thankfully, its door still stood open. Hurrying to Midnight’s jar, she landed on the rim and started pushing at the lid. But it was too smooth for her hands to get a grip on.
    â€˜Twink, what are you doing?’ hissed Midnight. ‘Just fly away! If Timmy catches you –’
    Twink ignored her. She needed something to grasp it with, somehow! Remembering an object she’d seen on the desk, she swooped back to grab it, and a moment later was back at Midnight’s jar again, pulling a rubber band around the lid.
    â€˜Stay still!’ bellowed Timmy, snatching at the air. ‘I almost had you that time!’
    The rubber band gave Twink a firm grip that hadn’t been possible on the slippery metal. This time when she pushed at the lid, she thought it moved a tiny bit. Beating her wings as hard as she could, she shoved and strained. The lid seemed to hesitate – and then suddenly came loose in a rush.
    Hurrah! Twink pushed it off the jar. Midnight stood inside, blinking up at her. ‘You did it,’ she gasped. ‘Oh, Twink, you’re brilliant!’
    â€˜Hurry,’ whispered Twink. ‘You have to help me with the others!’
    She returned to the desk for another rubber band, dodging past Timmy’s flailing hands. He hardly seemed to notice her – he was too busy grabbing at the ‘sparkle fairies’!
    When she returned to the wardrobe, Midnight had already set another of the fairies free. Working together, they flitted from jar to jar, unscrewing the lids. The tooth fairies flew out of their prisons in a daze.
    When Twink reached Moonbeam’s jar, the prickly fairy bit her lip in fright. ‘Oh, Twink – what will he do if he sees us –’
    Twink pushed off her lid. ‘Let’s not stay and find out!’ she said. ‘The spell will last for a few minutes yet – come on!’
    Peering out from the wardrobe, Twink waited until the Terrible Timmy had his back to them, and then she motioned for the others to follow. They flew towards the window in a straggling line.
    To Twink’s alarm, some of the tooth fairies weren’t flying very well – it was obvious that they hadn’t stretched their wings properly in ages. She had to get them out of here before Timmy spotted them!
    Reaching the window, Twink saw with relief that it was worked by a simple latch. ‘Midnight, help me!’ she cried. Fluttering madly, the two of them pulled down on the latch until it opened with a click, and then flew forward, pushing with all their might. The window swung open.

    â€˜Hurry, hurry!’ cried Twink.
    The tooth fairies flew past her out of the open window. ‘Oh! It’s so lovely!’ breathed one of them.
    Timmy’s face was red with frustration. ‘Stay STILL!’ he shouted at the air, stamping his foot on the carpet. ‘This isn’t fair! I only want a few of you!’
    Twink darted out of the window last of all. Suddenly she was hovering above the long garden that she remembered. It was twilight, with the first few stars just beginning to appear in the darkening sky.
    â€˜NO!’ came an agonised shout. Twink turned and looked, her heart thudding. In the bedroom behind her, she could see Timmy gaping around him in dismay. ‘They’ve gone!’ he cried.
    The spell had ended! Twink whirled about. ‘Fly!’ she shouted. ‘Fly as fast as you can!’
    â€˜Oh, Twink – I can’t, my wing –’ gasped Moonbeam. She was grimacing with pain, her left wing faltering as she tried to flutter.
    Twink darted to her side, putting an arm around her. ‘Come on, I’ll fly with you. The rest of you – go, go!’
    â€˜MY FAIRIES HAVE