“I think that you’ll like this one,” she told me with a smile.
I felt a tingling on my back, but other than that there seemed to be no changes.
“That’s great,” she said, and I turned around quickly to see what she was talking about, not seeing a thing.
Still laughing, Penny held a small mirror up in front of me again, letting me get a clear view of just what she’d done to me this time. I had wings on my back. Not like the feathery angel wings I had before, but more like an insects. Or like a fairy’s I realized. “I’m a....”
“Tinkerbell,” she said laughing. “I made you into a fairy.”
I turned and held one of the wings in my hands, feeling fairly impressed. It certainly was interesting. Looking up at the still huge Penny, I suddenly got a grin on my face. This was going to be fun. If it worked that was.
With all my effort, I managed to get the wings moving, then I actually managed to fly off of the counter, leaving Penny surprised for a change. I loved that look on her face for a change.
“I can fly,” I screamed out, buzzing around Penny’s head. “Look, I can fly.”
At least I did for a moment until I lost control and slammed into the side of Penny’s head. It wasn’t quite as easy as I had thought. That would take some practice. Not like I really wanted to stay small long enough to get that practice.
Sighing I landed back on the counter, rather clumsily if I might add. While I was sitting on the counter, looking back at my wings, someone started knocking on the door.