Scritch. Eucalyptus. Scritch. Lavender. Scritch. Ocean breeze. Scritch. Cinnamon.

Jack propped himself up on his elbows. "Just four?" he said quietly, tiredly. It was dim, the candlelight wavering in the absolute darkness of the department store.

Tooth patted Jack's hair, leaning on the edge of the bed as Jack lay down. "I like those scents," she said, backing away, hovering a ways, petting some fluffy bath towels and stopping to drum her fingers on the box of a cooking pot, staring across the aisle at her white-haired friend. "Hold on." Tooth fluttered down into the darkness. A soft crash and an "I'm okay!" followed. Tooth returned with a lamp and some extension cords ten minutes later, finding an outlet near a help desk. A night stand near the bed was cleared of its price tag to make room for the softly-glowing lamp.

"No," Jack whispered abruptly, sitting up completely now.

"What?" Tooth murmured, the concern in her voice prominent as she stroked his cheek with one feathered hand. "Is something wrong?" The tooth fairy vaguely remembered something else important, but…it didn't seem too important now.

Jack shook his head. "No…sorry, I…never mind. Night security is all. Obviously they can't see us, but the candles…"

Tooth gasped, putting a hand over her mouth. "You think they check up here? I guess, obviously they do, but…it's okay. If they investigate…come on, stop worrying, just…I've been waiting."

"Me too. I'm sorry," Jack said, his white hair a bit yellowish in the light of the lamp and candle, his cheeks cold and rosy. "I'm always cold. You've gotten used to it by now, but, fair warning."

In the candle-light, Tooth's green, purple and blue feathers glimmered, a soft buzz from her wings blurring with color, almost invisible. Her pearly white teeth gave off almost a cartoon shine. Tooth knew the buzz of her wings soothed Jack, so even as she lowered herself onto the foot of the bed; she kept them going, flying downward. She crawled up the bed, Jack lying before her. Tooth lowered herself, and they kissed passionately, their hands searching each other's faces.

They both knew they forgot something important. Why could neither of them remember?