Twinkle the tooth
fairy flew down to the bottom of the garden. She was curious.
happen,” she asked Merl the magic mushroom, “If children didn’t get a
sixpence for their lost teeth?”
“Don’t be so
inquisitive, Twinkle,” said Merl, who was the oldest and wisest magic
mushroom in the world. “You really are the most curious fairy I’ve ever
seen, and you know what they say…”
Twinkle flew off
slowly, and did her nightly rounds of boys and girls who had put a tooth
under their pillow. It was a big job, as Twinkle had the whole of London
to look after, and every night had to visit hundreds of children and
replace a tooth with a shiny sixpence. Being a tooth fairy was hard
She had always been
curious. One time she was curious as to why a little boy’s Mother cried
so. She soon discovered that the Mother had lost her job and couldn’t
pay the rent, so Twinkle sent Hadji the Luck Dragon to pay her a visit.
The very next day the lady got a much better job than her old one, and
found a fifty-pound note in the street!
Another time she
was curious about the bruises on a little girl’s face. When she found
out about the step-father and what he’d been doing to the girl and her
Mother, she arranged a visit by Tuff, the Tragedy Troll. The next day
the man had a very serious accident at work, and the lady received a
very handsome insurance payout.
There was, however,
one thing that Twinkle was REALLY curious about, and she was determined
to find the answer. That night, on her very last visit, she left the
tooth alone under the pillow, then hid on the top of the wardrobe and
waited for morning.
Johnny woke up
early, and immediately dived under his pillow to grab his sixpence, but
instead, pulled out the old tooth. There was no sixpence!
“There IS no tooth
fairy,” said Johnny sadly, and began to cry softly.
Twinkle felt really
bad, but then she felt something else: with every tear that fell from
Johnny’s eyes, one of her fairy wings dropped off! It wasn’t long before
she stood there, wingless and unable to fly at all.
Johnny got dressed
and headed downstairs. Twinkle knew only one thing: she had to make her
way to the bottom of the garden! She climbed out the window and started
down the drainpipe; it was going to be a long, dangerous trip, but
that’s another story!
It took her all day
to get to the bottom of the garden. She found Merl, and told him what
Merl, “You see what I meant about curiosity? If children start believing
there are no fairies, soon they’ll believe there is no Santa, and soon
after that, they won’t believe in magic, and then there will be nothing
at the bottom of the garden except weeds!”
“I’m very, very
sorry,” said Twinkle, “I’ll never be curious again.” She hung her head
sadly. “And who will do my job tonight? I can’t fly!”
“Well, I guess
you’ve learned your lesson,” said Merl. “Take a bite out of me, and go
and do your job!”
Twinkle took a big
bite of the magic mushroom. A cloud of fairy dust swirled around her,
then settled on her shoulders and formed into wings. She could fly
The next morning,
Johnny awoke and felt a lump under his head. He ripped back the pillow
to discover a big pile of shiny sixpences!
Johnny and did a dance around the bed. “Hooray for the tooth fairy!”
He didn’t notice
the fairy dust sparkling happily on the top of the wardrobe…