A.N. I'M ALIVE! I'M ALIVE! AND I'M BACK WITH A NEW STORY! Basically, it's a Tinker Bell parody of the book "The Boy with a Cuckoo Clock Heart," with the movie on Netflix! It's really good, though it can be weird at times. So read and enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: TINKERBELL BELONGS TO DISNEY! DON'T SUE ME!

It was a brisk day in the Winter Woods.

In fact, it was the coldest one in the history of Pixie Hollow.

And it was here, where I was born.

I was apparently a laugh who landed on the border between Autumn and Winter.

There was one problem though: that had never happened to date in Pixie Hollow, so no one knew what to do with me.

Finally, an agreement was reached.

"Wait! How about we sprinkle the laugh with both warm dust and winter dust?" called out Chipper.

Chipper was a Tinker-talent who LOVED trying new things...after she got done with her work, of course!

Queen Clarion looked pensive.

"Well, that has never been done before...but then again, a laugh landing on the border has never happened before either...very well, we can give it a try. But does anyone have any other ideas?"

No one uttered a word.

"Alright, fairies and sparrow men, let us go to the border."

Long story short, when I came to life, I was a bit frail, and weak, not to mention there was something off about the dust mixture.

A foolish winter dust-keeper had not payed attention, and accidentally added a bit more winter dust than he was meant to.

As a result, my heart was frozen.

Luckily, a kindly tinker-talent that most fairies called crazy took me under her wing and fixed my heart by replacing it with a cuckoo-clock.

"Now listen here: to ensure that you don't turn back into a giant ice cube forever, there are three rules you must always obey. Firstly, never touch, the hands of your heart. Rule number two, keep your temper under control. Last, but not least, the most important rule: whatever else you do, NEVER fall in love, because then forever more, when your heart goes in a spin, the big hand at your core, will pop out of your skin. Your bones will implode, your cogs and springs explode, and your cuckoo clock heart will grind to a halt for good."

Her name was Mary.

And who am I?

Call me Bobble...the sparrow man with a cuckoo-clock heart.

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