Legends Of Nadir | A Disney Fairy FANFICTION

Chapter 4: On 'Til Morning

The wind whizzed across the horizon, ruffling his hair and Angel's feathers as the first light of dawn peeked over the star-filled night. The dove did not seem to mind the air, however, as she swept through a thin cloud, keeping perfectly in stride with the older, more experienced travelers, and Bobble found himself relaxing more the longer they flew. He wasn't clinging to her feathers like the world was about to shatter into a million pieces around him and he was actually able to lean back and enjoy the view. Craning his neck, he could see the faint glow of the other fairies zipping through the heavens in the next cloud layer above him. The sun glinted off of their wings and reflected into the ocean below. It was really beautiful, a sight that...perhaps could only be seen from this distance away.

They were about an hour's flight from the mainland, he guessed, taking note of the sun's location and the last of the fading night-time sky. Huh, that was funny. It seemed to take so much longer the last time they had come. Although perhaps that had been due to the amount of things he and Clank had tried to bring (look, he knew it had been too much, but Clank had fretted that they would forget something). That poor dove...

A glint of gold shot down out of the corner of his eyes and he twisted, blinking away from his dazed stupor, surprised to find someone pulling away from the rest of the group to fly with him. Who would possibly give up their chance to be the first to spot the human's world and, instead, come down to fly with him? 

Certainly, it was none of his friends. They were all far too focused on their own tasks and missions once they caught sight of the city, it was all he had heard about for the past week and a half. Grow the flowers here, shoo out the rain there, reform the clouds in every which direction, it was a wonder he had been able to get a word in edgewise.

"Oh, I'm so excited for this trip!" Iridessa announced sporadically while they were sitting quietly around one of the larger tables in the cafeteria (the same one that Bobble had accidently set on fire months before, even though there was no evidence to show for it now) sipping their afternoon tea. 

"Really?" Vidia remarked, glancing up from her scone and arching an eyebrow curiously, "and what suddenly caused this much excitement? This is just like last year, and the year before that, and the year before that."

"No, it's really not!" Dessa explained. "Because this year, we not only get to bring summer to the mainland, but we get to explore a whole new world, so much more than what most fairies get to see!"

"I can't believe you're this excited to go with Tink to see the humans," the fast-flyer said slowly. "I thought you were the one constantly reminding us to stay as far away as possible!"

"Well, I mean, yeah, but that was before we met Lizzie!"

"I almost got pinned like a butterfly!"

"But it's all good now!" Silvermist interjected before their voices could get any louder and disturb the other fairies trying to enjoy some peace and quiet between shifts. "We're all okay, aren't we?" she went on, glancing to each of her friends in turn, her gaze pausing on Clank for a moment longer than the others and they gently smiled at each other.

Bobble sighed, his head resting on his hand as he picked at his food disinterestedly and, having learned from past experiences, the others instantly took notice of this, Sil already bracing herself to react should the need arise. But there was no need to panic now. He had no powers. He couldn't hurt them. It wasn't like last time.

"Bobble?" Tink tried, laying a hand on his shoulder. "Is everything okay?"

He looked up at her and then around to the rest of them and he saw how they were tensed, ready, expecting him to snap, to break, to lose control. He didn't blame them. They were only being cautious. He'd already shown that he had little control over his emotions, so much more than he could blame on being a redhead, as Lizzie teased him the last time they spoke. Even if she still didn't understand his attempts to translate his name (how did one charade a name like Phineas anyway?), she still liked him and often went out of her way to help him feel included, but she had found it impossible not to poke the joke, despite everyone knowing that he was one of the most level-headed of the bunch.