Breeze loves to see Izzy, a tiny smiling fairy, visit Mudpile Wood. Her visit means Winter is over because Izzy’s job is to wake up the trees.
When Breeze met her on a cold frosty morning, Izzy was not smiling. Her red curly hair was bouncing around her face. He guessed she was angry.
“What’s up?” he asked.
“I need another job. I’m tired of doing this stuff.” Izzy glared at him.
Breeze wondered why he was always finding fairies with problems.
He decided it was because he was clever and could help them.
“If you wake up the trees in Mudpile wood then I will take you to lunch at Tulips house. We will help you find a new job.” Breeze crossed his fingers because he hoped Tulip wouldn’t be mad.
Two mad fairies would be tough to deal with.
Izzy flew close to his face. She flew around his head and came back to stare at him. Breeze smiled. He didn’t blink, not once.
She nodded. “Okay just for you I will wake them up in a hurry.”
Breeze climbed high into his favourite tree and sat watching Izzy work.
“She is very good at this,” he told a passing dragon fly.
Izzy flew to each tree in turn, said her magic words, gave the tree a hug and flew on to the next one.
Today she was moving very fast. The rabbits on the ground got dizzy as they followed Izzy.
Breeze saw the rabbits fall over and grinned. Tulip came to join him. “What are you laughing at?”
He stopped smiling and said, “Izzy is making everyone dizzy, watch.”
Tulip did. “It is not funny. Hamish has just stepped on a hedgehog. Now Hamish has a sore foot. ”
When Izzy finished she came to sit with Breeze. “I’m tired and it is your fault.”
Breeze said, “Tulip says that to me, very often. It must be a fairy thing, You are weak and small, while I am strong and tall.”
“No it is because we work and you don’t.” Tulip told him.
Turning to Izzy she said, “Would you care for some rosehip tea and a cookie?” When Izzy agreed Tulip said, “this way.”
They were sitting at Tulips house minutes later sipping tea and nibbling on cookies.
Izzy explained how tired she was of her job. “I’ve been doing it forever.” She sounded sad.
Breeze said, “why don’t you swap with Ellen, the Tooth fairy? She is tired of her job.”
Tulip looked surprised. “That is a good idea. Let’s go visit Ellen.”
Breeze took the last cookie and told them he would mind the house while they went to visit Ellen. He was feeling sleep but chuckled as he heard Izzy sing: “I’m to be a tooth fairy. When do I start, what do I do?”
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