By Rose MorningMist

Original Version

“No way!” Exclaimed Carrie Tuliptwist, mouth open. “What happened next?”

“Well,” I said, “Ruby poured some elixir in or something, to stop it from exploding, but she grabbed the wrong one. The stuff made it worse, and so the whole thing went kaboosh!”

Carrie doubled over laughing. “How long did it take to clean up?” She asked.

“Four hours.” I said, pulling a face. “My back still hurts from scrubbing.” She grinned. It was early morning, but Havenish Square was still bustling with fairies, readying themselves for the day. Usually, I’d still be at home – tucked up in my nice soft bed in the PEF HQ – but today was important. The change of seasons was nearing, and the even PEF had been pulled off of our normal duties to help.

“Do you think the line will be long this early in the morning?” Asked Carrie.

“I don’t know. I’ve never gone to get dust this early before.” I replied.

“Me neither.” She grinned.

“Well, I suppose it’ll be a first for both of us then!” I said, as we reached the heart of the Square – the Pixie Dust Tree. This enormous tree supplied all of PH with pixie dust, a magical golden sparkly substance that gave fairies the ability to fly and use their talents. I turned to Carrie, smiling slyly. “Race you to the top?”

“You’re on.”

With that, the two of us took off at top speed, determined to reach the top first.


“Ha! I win!” Cried Carrie triumphantly, reaching the top seconds before I did.

“No way – you got a head start!” I retorted, crossing my arms in mock anger.

“Aww, is Rose sulking because she was out-flown by second-year-fairy?” She teased, leaning over a branch.

“Hey!” I sprung at her. Carrie shrieked and made a fly for it, shooting upwards and out of reach. Using the branch as a spring board, I raced after her.


Someone below us cleared their thought loudly. Both of us stopped and looked down.

Terrance, one of the dust keeper talents, was standing by the pixie dust pool.

“Um… Can I help you?” He asked.

“Yes – sorry.” I said, feeling foolish

“We’d like a top up on pixie dust.” Said Carrie.

“That’s my job.” Said Terrence, smiling slightly. “Come on down.”

The two of us descended to the pool bellow. Terrance filled his cup with pixie dust. Carrie went first, the golden dust falling all over her. I stepped forward for my sprinkling, when suddenly-

“Look out!”

I turned in time to see a blur of green streaking towards me, before I was sent toppling backwards and crashing into the pool of gold behind me.


If you have never fallen into a giant pool of pixie dust, I wouldn’t recommend it. I made the mistake of inhaling and got the stuff up my nose. My skin tingled and my nose itched. Then, without warning, something grabbed at my arm and yanked me out.

It was Carrie. Surfacing again, I took a huge lungful of air, then proceeded to sneeze and cough up pixie dust for the next five minutes, which, trust me, is not fun.

“Oh my gosh, I am so sorry!” It was the fairy that had run into me. She wore a leafy green outfit and had tanned skin.

“It’s… ok.” I wheezed.

“Are you alright Rose?” Asked Carrie.

“Fine.” I spluttered.

“You don’t look to good.” Said Terrance, his brow furrowing. He was right – I was glowing from head to toe, not to mention my head was spinning and there was a slight buzzing in my ears. “You should probably get checked out.”

“Thanks Terrance, I’ll take her now.” Said Carrie, helping me to my feet.

“I’m coming with you.” Said the fairy in green. “It’s my fault – I want to make sure that you’re ok.”

“Let’s go then.” I said, and with that, we took flight.


“Dust Overdose?” I queried. It was half an hour later, and I was sitting in the hospital wing of the PEF with Lilly, Head of Healing, peering over me.

“Yes,” Lilly replied, “It’s uncommon, but not unknown.”

“Is there a cure?” I asked.

“Yes, there is.” She said. “But it may be difficult.”

“What is it?” Asked Carrie.

Lilly took a deep breath. “You have to expel all the pixie dust. Basically, you need to use it all up, otherwise it’s going to just… sit there.”

“So, we’re just going to what, make you fly laps of the Hollow to expel it all?” Questioned the fairy in green.

“I think not.” I said. Flying had been the reason it had taken so long to get back. With the amount of pixie dust on me, even the slightest flap of my wings had sent me soaring twenty meters in the air. After 10 minutes, I had learnt not to fly underneath tree branches.

“No. Flying would be noticed.” Said Lilly. “We need a way to get rid of it quickly and efficiently. After all, we still have work for the seasons to do.”

“What if you could use the pixie dust somehow to help with the seasons?” Said the fairy in green slowly.

“That’s it!” Exclaimed Carrie. “You’re a genius, um…”

“It’s Hazel.” Said the girl in green. “Hazel Oakswirls.”

“Well Hazel: You’re a genius! I know exactly how we can get rid of the dust.”

And she told us her plan.


“Are you sure you want to do this?”

It was an hour later, and Ruby was standing beside me, looking rather nervous.

“I have to.” I said.

Carrie walked up to me. “Ready?”

“Ready.” I said.

“Of you go then.”

I took off, soaring high above the trees. Once I was high enough, I clicked my fingers, making a fine mist that spread over the entire meadow, then sat back to watch the show as several light fairies flew up, creating dozens of rainbows across the sky.

I no longer glowed with pixie dust – instead, I glowed with happiness.