Title: A World Where You Could Be Present.

Characters: Dewey. Queen Clarion. Lord Milori. Minister Snowflake. Minister Redleaf.

Pairing: Queen Clarion/Lord Milori. Redleaf/Snowflake.

-EXTRAS: If everything goes as I planned: Romantic Triangle!Tinkerbell/Terence/Periwinkle. Rosetta/Sled.

Genre: Romance.

Rated: T.

Summary: In his millennium of existence, Milori was proud to say that he feared few things: the fear of heights came as something natural, and to closed spaces was something personal… But never expected the fear he felt when he saw two blood drops falling over his hand.

Disclaimer: Disney Fairies, Tinkerbell Movie Verse and it's respective characters are not my property.

WARNING: CANON DIVERGENCE!STORY. AUTHOR HAS A BROKEN ENGLISH AND TRIES TO BREAK OUT FROM HER COMFORT ZONE WRITING SOMETHING THAT IS NOT AN INTERNAL CONFLICT OR REFLECTION FROM A CHARACTER POV, OR SOMETHING ACADEMICAL… THIS IS GOING TO BE A MESS. (If you are really reading this, please, PLEASE, never stop writing or you'll be suffering like me right now).

Prologue

During the dark age of Pixie Hollow, the last thing that worried the population were the seasons.

The humans are creatures that could not be understood, always hunting and leading to its extinction what they feared the most. In the moment the myth about the fairies attracting children and stealing them from their families, that they were mischievous creatures trapped in the middle of their 'Heaven' and 'Hell' – according to their beliefs –, was born, it was taken the decision to leave the Mainland, the land of the mortals, and lose every kind of contact with them. It was for the best. The humans could live without the fairies, after all.

But we, the fairies, can't leave without the humans.

When a baby laughs for the first time a fairy is born, that was the theory, but in reality is just a half-truth revealed. Reality is much more complicated than a text book. We are incomplete creatures, as imperfect as the humans, but our survival – that little hope to not disappear as another endangered specie – is more complicated.

Breaking the myths created after years of getting used to something is always hard, but that is why this had been written.

Milori looked up again at his adviser as he had lost his mind "Have you already decided? Are you going to finally write about this?"

Dewey stopped from continue writing to answer, looking at the lord of winter "It is the best"

The best… There was that again "But-"

"Lord Milori" Interrupted again the older sparrowman leaving his pen over the desk – almost pedestal –, interlacing both hands together. Dewey, the keeper of all fairy knowledge, knew what was thinking the noble in front of him, he could understand, but the decision was made "I understand what worries you, but what is part from the history has to stay that way… It is a part of what we are and what we will come to be…" Noticing the tension over the lord, he decided to continue talking, wiping the little smile on his face but not the patient look that he had been giving to him "I think I have told you this enough when you were young, Milori"

The keeper didn't fear to address his lord by his given name even if this could be considered a lack of respect, and he knew that the younger sparrowman would not complain.

He could see a bitter smile forming in the lips of the lord "There is no worst sin than deny the truth to someone, trying to forget and ignore without learning the lesson… Yes, I remember… I had to learn it the bad way" Every word he said, more increased the pressure of his grip over the papers in his hands, the ones that started that conversation "I understand, still, you don't make the things easier for the coming reunion, keeper"

"Oh… I know that already, milord" Said through a sigh wondering how many times would the younger sparrowman stand for him in front of a group of pissed noblemen, well, the keeper knew that if Milori had been tired, he would have given up on him long ago "It's going to be hard, more than ever, but I have finally found the correct words" Having said that he looked back at his writing, keeping his grip once more around his pen.

"Fine! Long ago I have given up at stopping you from doing something…" He could hear Milori said when he came closer to deposit the papers over his desk "Sometimes I wonder who of us is the stubborn child, using your own words"

Before the other sparrowman left, in the moment he stopped laughing at his sarcastic comment, as his advisor, he decided to give him a last advise for the night "Oh! And a last thing, lord Miloti" In the moment he saw the other giving him his full attention, is when he decided to continuo "If I were you, I would be more worried about my wedding as a matter during the next reunion and not about what my advisor is going to write"

Dewey didn't receive the answer, but that was fine, the sound of his doors being closed quietly was enough.

When two fairies procreate, there is a high risk that the bairn will not survive due to the lack of a human's child laugh's to not be involved. The reason is going to be explored in the rest of the pages, a simple summary could be: mutual dependence, like everything in the nature.

The purity that represents the first laugh of a child is part of the nature of our species. Roguery or antics, arrogance, selfishness, effectively are characteristics typical that we could present either individually or being already part of the personality, but never alongside other emotion, never together. That is a rule that every fairy knows. Something dangerous as the lack of a child's laugh.

So dangerous that it marked during a long millennium the Winter Woods.

A/N:CANON DIVERGENCE. Now I'll continue: This space is going to be used to express my frustration over the language barrier. Uhmmm… I was not sure about posting this in English but in Spanish, but I need to practice… Hello? *insert crickets noises* Oh good! I'm talking to a dead fandom… Anyways: I'll be slow writing this because I have to do it first in Spanish and then translating.

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Kisses, greetings and happy new year 2018.