As soon as Peter came into view Tinkerbell’s whole body began buzzing with excitement. She loved peter, truly. He was pretty much the only person who broke through her tough exterior. A wide grin plastered on her face as she swarmed Peter, leaving trails of pixie dust all over. Landing on his shoulder she sat down. “I’ve missed you very much Peter! I thought you’d forgotten about me.” She said as both her arms stretched out wide hugging his face. Usually Tink wasn’t the hugging type but she felt it had been so long since she’d seen him that resistance was not an option. Peter was her best friend. Her only friend.
Tinkerbell flew in circles around the room trying to find something to occupy her time. Flying over the desk table she looked down and briefly caught a peek of her reflection. Curious Tink flew down towards the object landing softly on top of the glass. Twirling around she was in complete admiration with herself. After a few turns her eyes wandered down where she stopped jerking her face closer to the mirror. ‘My thighs look huge!’ Tinkerbell thought to herself, examining them from every possible angle. After assessing and reassessing herself many times she finally pried her eyes off the reflection. Wings moving speedily she crossed to the other side of the room in seconds. “I’ve got to get out more.” mumbling to herself, she peered at the window that was letting the only source of light into the room. Oh how she wished she could get out of this room and have more adventures. She’d been locked inside this house nearly a week and her sanity seemed to slowly be slipping. “Oh, I do wish Peter would hurry up and find me!” Tink spat as she sat and awaited a rescue that seemed like it would never come.
this made my laughh:)
“Oh my goodness. Peter what have you done?” Tink sits and gawks at him in his new wardrobe.