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7. Dancing at home
The spirit did a twirl around her living room. Clara secretly loved to dance. It had always been a passion of hers, but she often kept it hidden, fearing others would laugh. She did a few more moves before stopping with wide eyes, seeing the little girl. “E-Emma…?”
Emma glanced to Clara, noticing her blushing. 'She rarely blushes…huh' Emma quickly turned back, pretending to be innocent. “Since the early 1900s?! Clara, we could both wear dresses if you want! No need to be shy!”“W-well, yes…” She smiles. It had been so long since she had worn a dress. “That sounds like a good idea. I’m sure I have one I could sew up like new for you, Emma.” She smiles sweetly.
Emma giggled. “Okay then! Thanks!”
"Oh, Clara? We still need to pass the other invitations right?"“Of course!” She smiles. “Alright, I can get us to Tooth’s, Bunny’s, and North’s. We can give Sandy his when he makes his dream rounds tonight. Though, Jack can be difficult to find. You never quite know where he’ll be.”
"Oh the Tooth Fairy!" Emma squealed. But she quietened down when she heard about Jack. "Could Sandy pass him the letter? Maybe he can find him."“I’m sure Sandy wouldn’t mind.” Clara smiles and takes Emma’s hand. “Lets go to Tooth’s then.”
"Okay! Bye Father Time!" she said, waving back to him. "You’ll come right? Please don’t forget the time and date!"“Of course, dear.” He smiles. Clara teleports her and Emma to Tooth palace next and looks around for the busy tooth.
"Woah! I still can’t get used to it." Emma blinked several times before noticing the scenery. Tall pillars shot up, making the place seem all pink. She also kept seeing small, green-coloured creatures fly past her. "…Are those birds?" She gasped when she finally realized that. "They’re fairies…!"Clara grins. “Indeed they are.” There’s one particular, larger fairy busily flying about and giving out directions to the smaller versions of herself. “Ello, Tooth!” Clara calls. The fairy stops and turns to see her friend, smiling brightly as she flies over. “Clara! It’s been so long!” She blinks, seeing the child. “And who’s this lovely young lady?”
"Woah." She watched with wide brown eyes at the other, her-human-and-bird like features, her colourful feathers sprouting from her skin. "You’re the Tooth Fairy! You’re really her!" Her gave a toothy grin, hopping in excitement. "I’m Emma!"