The Story of the Tooth Fairy

As everyone knows, the Tooth Fairy lives in a recently remodeled birdhouse upgraded to fairy specifications. Her newly added front porch allows her to relax on her not-so-frequent night off, watch the sunset with her pet mosquito, and sip a soothing nectar of sugar-free orange juice with a splash of sparkling water. I've been told the secret location of her fairy cottage is in a hidden garden somewhere near Florida. Of course, that's probably a rumor. It's in this quaint little cottage, hidden by rose bushes, day lilies, and climbing jasmine that Toothie (as she is known by her closest bossoms) operates a very lucrative fairy dust operation to help offset travel expenses. Of course, bulk fairy dust is missing the one special ingredient that helps Toothie slip through key holes and under pillows, so we need not fear a rash of home invasions and pillow snatching. All is safe. It's about time now. Toothie is saddling up her trusty steed, a blue iridescent butterfly named Bicuspid, to head out into the wintry night. We're ready Toothie. We're ready.