This is just going to be a series of drabbles and really short oneshots. There's gonna be a few though, just look at a dictionary. There's loads of potential for a story there, and as a matter of fact I have 50+ drabbles planned, and I only just broke into E... so this might be a long fic. They're not really connected. Just words from the Dictionary I took as prompts. So here you go :)

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Aberrant, adj.
- Doing something you normally wouldn't.

"Tooth, why do the little fairies keep falling when they see me?" Jack asked with a grin as he stooped and scooped up one of the little ladies, who gave another shrill scream before passing out in his hand.

Tooth watched, a blush across her face as she tisked and lifted the fairy from his hands and set her down on a soft pillow to let her gain consciousness again.

"I don't know, I just wish they'd get a grip on it," she muttered, averting her mauve eyes from his icy blue, trying to ignore the butterflies in her stomach.

"Get a grip on what?" he asked, watching as other fairies bumped into one another when he grinned at them, making sure to show his teeth. He knew they loved his teeth.

"Jack you're not helping!" the fairy cried, catching another of her mini fairies as she swooned and fell from the air.

"Sorry! Sorry," he chuckled, but clamped his mouth shut to stop more of the girls dropping like flies. "But, um, what do they have to get over?"

Toothiana sighed slightly, and bit her lip as she turned to face the teen she'd liked since she'd first heard about his teeth. Her hands clasped in front of her, and she tried to find an excuse for her fairies erratic behaviour. Jack watched her curiously, and the smile on his face faltered slightly as he looked at how nervous his fellow Guardian was.

"What's wrong?" he asked gently, and she shrugged her shoulders slightly before opening her mouth a little, wondering how she could put it.

"They just really like you," she said after a moment, forcing a smile, but Jack looked sceptical.

"Aren't they, like, extensions of you?" he asked, and the smile was creeping back on his face. The fairy felt mortified, realising she'd forgotten about that titbit of information. And Jack wasn't stupid... telling him the girls liked him and him knowing they were little versions of herself was an indirect way of letting him know she liked him.

"No, I don't mean it like that," she cried, feeling flustered, but Jack just laughed it off, hopped towards her and enveloped her in a hug.

"It explains the hug you gave me back in Burgess," he muttered in her ear, and she flushed again, remembering how close they'd been, and how close they were now. He leaned away from her, looking down slightly at her pink face, and he pursed his lips slightly. "Do you like me?"

"Maybe," she whispered. "What about you?"

"Oh, yeah I like me," he laughed, "I like me a lot. I might like you too."

"Do you not know?" Tooth asked, her mauve eyes shining.

"Ah... well one way to find out right?" he asked, and leaned in towards her, and she found herself frozen on the spot as their lips pressed together. For a second she held her breath, then slowly she kissed him back. And it was short, and sweet, and when they broke apart there was a second when they stared at one another, and simultaneously jumped apart.

"No," she cried. "No, not like that."

"It felt so wrong!" Jack yelled, but doubled over laughing.

"It was like kissing a brother," Tooth giggled, and he nodded in agreement, and they both went off laughing for a good few minutes until it eased and they composed themselves again. There was no awkward pause though, no moment when they both wanted to go running in the opposite direction. Jack merely stood upright and stuck out his hand.

"I like you Tooth, but as a friend."

She clasped hands with him, smiling.

"As a friend. And we don't ever mention this."

"Never."