Faeries Do It With SPARKLE.

“Hi kids! It's time to have some fun!” TP is now wearing a pink and lavender matching motorcycle pants and vest. The vest is open and he has piercings. His heavy boots match. The heels light up and theme music (“I'm Too Sexy” by Right Said Fred) radiates from them with each step TP takes.

“Maybe I should take the kids...” Aunt Purdy says.

“Oh no. Dear lady don't go now. This is all about fashion. You must stay.”

“What Aunt Purdy means to say is...” Writer Lady tries to explain.

“Hey, TP” Tinkletoes calls, “Lose the nipple rings, close the vest and turn off the damn music coming out of your boots. It's distracting.”

“Must I? This is an outfit that just screams theme song. Don't you think?” TP asks Writer Lady.

“Yes, it does, but could you save it for another time?”

“Ooo-kay.” TP answers with disappointment. “No dancing either?”

“No music. What's the point in dancing?” Tinkletoes asks.

“I'll just show you the gift.” TP flutters up to Writer's Lady's face and says “See?”

“Oh yes.” Writer Lady says not knowing what she is supposed to be looking at. “That is a lovely arm   TP.    I think you should keep your arm though. You might need it.”

“It isn't showing yet. Silly human.” TP giggles. Waving his left hand over his right bicep a tattoo appears.

Writer Lady reads the simple stylized writing. “Faeries Do It With SPARKLE.”

“He got a tattoo. That's the gift. It's not even her name. I told you my gift was better.” Tinkletoes whispers to Dobby, “You only need all this flash if you know your gift sucks.”

“I didn't get a tattoo. I'm giving Writer Lady a tattoo. A Faerie tattoo.” TP says fluttering back down to rest on the Control button.

“Oh, TP that's so nice of you but I don't want a tattoo. Tattoos hurt I don't like pain. I have trouble making decisions too. I am a tattoo artist's worst nightmare.”

“That's why I am giving you a faerie tattoo. Faerie Tattoos are very special. First it won't hurt to get the tattoo. You won't feel anything my dear lady.”

“He's right. Once you've had that magic 12^th drink. You won't feel anything.” Tinkletoes chimed in.

“And you can move the tattoo. Put it where you like. Move it at will. Change the size, shape of the tattoo. Change the image.  You can also make it invisible.”

“A tattoo like that will look great no matter what.” Dobby says.

“Every woman's dream.” Aunt Purdy points out.

“To do this we must first decide on what you want the initial tattoo to look like. It is like the “default” setting on this computer thing you use.”

Writer Lady pales not knowing what to say.

“How about 'Cupcake Artist'?” Tinkletoes asks.

“Dobby Forever.” Dobby says.

“Cookies are love.” Aunt Purdy says.

Writer Lady feels a light tap on her arm. Peter, Paige and Dylan are all standing by the arm of the Big Butt Writer's Chair. “What about a picture of Furnatche?” Dylan asks.

“That's a thought.” Writer Lady says.

“Mom, you should do that. You would be the woman with the dragon tattoo.”  Dobby points out.

“She kicks ass!” Dylan announces proudly.

“Dy-lan!” Aunt Purdy says.

Paige covers Dylan's mouth. “We have no idea where he gets these things.” Paige says as she and Peter look at Aunt Purdy radiating innocence.

“After this birthday party is over we are going to have a long talk about appropriate and inappropriate language. So be ready.” Aunt Purdy tells her charges.

“O-Kay.” The children answer and lower their heads in shame for a few seconds.

“TP could I have a double sided tattoo?”

“Of course.”

“Come here then.” TP flutters up to Writer Lady. She whispers in TP's ear her idea.

“Wonderful. Wonderful idea my dear Writer Lady.”

Writer Lady is wearing a sleeveless shirt. TP flies over to her right arm and places the tattoo on her bicep (or where her bicep would be if she exercised more).

“Done!” TP announces proudly.

Writer Lady looks down at her arm. “That is very nice. It didn't hurt at all either.”

Tinkletoes moans in disgust, so hoping she would feel pain, much like the pain he was still in as a result of the assault earlier in the evening.

“Okay Mom. Let's see.” Dobby says.

“The initial tattoo is double sided. One side are my initials, literally. See?”

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“The other side is a picture of Furnatche.” Writer Lady explains.

“That way your dragon can be with you all the time. Good idea Mom.” Dobby says.

Looking at everyone in the room, Writer Lady says, “I like to think of him as our dragon.” 

Snapping his fingers, TP gives everyone in the room a flute of milk.  

  "A toast!  To our dragon!" Writer Lady says raising her glass.

 "To Furnatche!"