Two small fairies fly into the arena. I should say the fairies look like male body builders, only tiny and with wings. Justin, Suzy, and I, sitting in the first row, look at each other. Master Mind only looks forward. 

One small fairy lands next to Joy, who is now engulfed in a protected padded globe, and the other fairy lands next to Charlie, also inside a padded globe. With a lot of show and hefting of muscles each fairy lifts a padded child above his head and rises into the air. 

“PUT THE CHILDREN IN THE CANNONS!” The Tooth Fairy orders again. She is flying above the huge cannons, wand in hand. 

The cannons are already pointing up at the sky. The male fairies put each of the children into the bore of the barrel. 

“Wheeeeee!” I hear Joy shout as she disappears from our sight and rolls into the bottom of the bore. 

“Waaaahooooo!” I hear Charlie shout. 

“LIGHT THE CANNONS!” The Tooth Fairy shouts. 

Two other fairies fly in from behind us with wands, the ends of which sparkle with fireworks. 

The muscular fairies fly out as the new fairies fly up to the cannon wick and light it. 

“Oh, dear,” I say, feeling my body tense up. “Justin, are you sure it’s safe?” 

“It was safe the other times,” he says. “The Tooth Fairy is my dream. She won’t be dangerous to Joy.” 

Fire burns through the wick. 

“THERE IS ONLY ONE RULE TO THE GAME!” The Tooth Fairy uses her deafening voice to be heard. “YOU DON’T FALL DOWN!” 

“When are we going to fly?” I hear Joy’s muffled shout. 

BOOM! The bottom of the cannons seem to explode. Suzy gasps. Then we see the children, dressed as two huge, padded soccer balls, fly into the sky.

Justin giggles in excitement as I find myself gnashing my teeth. Suzy next to me just put her hands on her eyes. 

(To be continued…)

 —Told by Grampa Walt