The tiny sprite hovered on gossamer wings above Timmy’s bed. It was impossible to miss the tooth motif; her vestments were crowned by knitted marching molars, with incisor inlays and a wisdom tooth atop the rod she daintily clutched.

“Wow,” Timmy said. “The Tooth Fairy! But wait, I lost my tooth on the playground, there’s nothing under my pillow!”

“I heard your wish.” With a knowing smile, the fairy waved her wand. Timmy immediately felt incredible pain followed by a stark pop in his lower jaw.


Running over the affected area with his tongue, Timmy felt that his baby tooth had returned, as solidly planted as ever in its old socket.

“I’m the Reverse Tooth Fairy,” the pixie said, floating off on the wind. “Enjoy your new chomper.”

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