Hello people! I've been working on this fic for a while, and it was originally written with Sky, but I changed to Bridge, so I'm sorry for any die hard Sky fans. Each chapter will be short, and there could be six or seven of them. I've nearly finished it, so it won't be long before the whole fic will be up.

If you have the soundtrack, I suggest listening to the Fairy Dance from the Peter Pan soundtrack. That piece of music inspired this fic!

This fic takes place sometime after SWAT, but before the end of the series.

Please review!

Fairy Dance Dreams

Chapter 1 – Crash Landing

After he felt as though he'd been asleep for a millennia, the Green Space Patrol Delta ranger, also known as Bridge Carson, stirred from his deep sleep. He yawned and stretched his arms high into the air. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and ruffled his tawny brown hair with a spare hand. Bridge became aware of a warm breeze around his neck, and what felt like soft leaves on the ground he brushed his fingertips through. All he could hear was a gentle tinkling, like tiny bells, so small that you could fit them into the palm of your hand. Finally, he opened his curious brown eyes.

It was night, and the sky was covered in a thick blanket of stars, each one glittering to their own accord, lighting the way. Two moons, one green and the other gold, were hung in the sky like two mystical orbs. He was surrounded by towering trees, though ahead he could see an open glade. There was an air of feeling safe and secure.

Still tired from what he thought was a sleep, the Bridge pulled himself to his feet, and came to find his normal green and grey SPD uniform had vanished. Instead, he was wearing clothes of the finest velvet, adorned with gold embroidery, and a pair of knee-high black boots. He felt like a prince out of a fairy-tale.

Suddenly, he remembered something. Where was Z? And Sky? They had been with him when they fell asleep. That was it! They had been visiting a distant planet on a mission for Cruger. Sky and Z had begun to argue over something so petty that it caused Z to accidentally crash their ship on a nearby planet. This must be it, thought Bridge as he examined himself for any cuts or bruises; there were none…how odd…

After he failed to stifle a huge yawn, he began to hear the tinkling of bells get louder ever so slightly. A bright light blinded him as it nearly hit him between the eyes. When the light dimmed slightly, he saw there was a tiny winged creature hovering in front of him, inches away from his face.

She wore a minute half-cut dress of pale green, and in her flowing silver hair were even smaller glittery beads that shone like the stars. She had pointed ears that were barely visible and a rather mischievous smile. Behind her, fluttering like there was no tomorrow, were a pair of miniscule wings, lined with gold. She giggled.

"What?" asked Bridge indignantly.

The fairy giggled again, and pointed behind him. Bridge spun around.

"There's nothing there! I refuse to be the butt of one of your fairy jokes!"

This time the fairy spoke in a voice like tinkling bells, which sounded barely more than a whisper. "It's too late for that!" she squealed.

The realisation hit him – he had wings.