Anyone wanna be a fairy and live on a flower with me?

Dew gleefully spins. “Now I need to make you something!!” They scurry back toward their house to get materials

Amber giggles and follows Dew "Wait up!" She screams at dew as she runs sfter her

Dew heads to their stash, a organized pile of found things in a small clearing. They begin putting together some of the scraps, expertly interlacing the objects

"What are you doing?" Giggled Amber watching Dew take her found items and make something

Dew turned away. “It’s not done yet! No peeking!” They continue putting pieces together, then turn back around with an intricately made flower, a rose, fashioned by thread, and spools, and washers, and screws, and hairpins. “You seem like you love flowers… so…” they smile

Amber takes the rose carefully and says "Thank you, Dew" she looked down at the rose and then at Dew "I will take good care of it" she said with a smile.

Dew blushes and smiles. “It’s no problem. My pleasure.” They look up and see rain clouds gathering intensely overhead, FHE earthy smell of rain beginning to rise in the air. “Um… would you want to stay in my house? Wouldn’t want you getting drenched tonight”

Amber smiles "Ok!" She says in a happy voice

Dew grins. “Alright! I’ll get my spare rook ready.” They skip into their house

As Amber skips into the house with Dew she still has her periwinkle petal.

Dew smiles at Amber, leading her upstairs. A small, tidy room sits just above in a nook, windows providing little light before the storm. The room is quaintly furnished, and a small picture of Dew and another fairy sits on the nightstand. Dew quickly takes it off, putting it face down on the shelf. “You’re welcome to anything you see here” they say, a bit embarrassed

Amber looks around "this is perfect" she says smiling at Dew. She gets her petal lays on the rock and uses her petal as a blanket. "Good night Dew" she said. (I ma accualy head to sleep night lynn)

Dew smiles. “Good night. I’m so glad I met you.” They climb back down the ladder and into their own bed (as an insomniac I can’t relate… but, night!!)

the next morning Amber wakes up and didn't recognize wear she was but then she remembered she stayed the night at Dew's house

Dew was in their kitchen, making cream puffs and crepes. The smell wafted throughout the house

Amber smelled something she didn't know so she followed the unknown smell as one does

Dew looks up, toiling over their stove. “Oh! Good morning sleeping beauty! Did you sleep okay?”

Amber yawns "yea accualy. i still like my flower better though." She looked at Dew and asked "what are you doing?"

Dew laughs slightly. “Alright. I won’t keep you long then.” They smile, holding up a small wooden spoon. “I thought I’d make breakfast!”

Amber smiles "do you want to my flower? After breakfast of course"

Dew beams. “Sure!” She sets 4 finished crepes and two cream puffs on the table.

Amber eats them in almost one bite "dish ish sho goosh" she says with a mouth full of food

Dew laughs, finishing their share as well

Amber swallows her food(finally) "one sec lemme grab my four holed rolly thing." She said heading up to wear she slept that night

Dew smiles, taking the small plates and putting them in the sink. They put on a shawl and shoes made out of cloth

Amber comes down holding her four holed rolly thing "k follow me"

Dew happily skips after Amber, humming a little tune. “Is it far?”

"Not really" she responds they reach the mushroom they met at and Amber started to fly up towards a tulip.

Dew looks up, nervous. As their face turned red, they started to clumsily climb up the mushroom, carrying broken wings behind

Amber looks back at dew and asks "why aren't you flying?" Not realizing that she probably can't fly because of her broken wings