When Citrine set foot in the glade she stirred up a cloud of glittery dust from the ground below. Almost instantly the air became filled with buzzing and the faint tinkling of bells. Citrine was experienced enough in the magical world to know that the sound in the air could only be one thing: Fairies.
If there was one thing that Citrine hated it was fairies; they're mischievious, magical, and they all practiced stink magic! Normally they used pleasing scents to delight other magickin, but they also knew more than a few foul smelling spells. Worst of all? They all looked alike! Dumb blond hair, glowing auras, and dumb dresses made of leaves, gossamer and dewdrops.
She hated them, and quickly picked up a stick to waive them away while she was looking for the fungus. Bright little lights twinkled around them, giggling and flicking sparkles at them.
"Get away you nasty nyphms! Filthy things"
The immediately became displeased with her, letting out "stinking toots"(a low level stink spell). They were pretty easy to ignore, but annoying. She continued searching the glade until-
"Aha!" Citrine said, "there it is!"
Just over the side of a log nearby was ths fungus! She could almost touch it! Citrine made to move closer, but suddenly found herself tied to the grass by her shoelaces with some enchanced teathers.
"Fairies..." Citirne grumbled. True to her word, the swarm of fairies surrounded her, no longer content with farting on her. Thy started to glow, preparing a magical spell by combining their magic. In a flash of light they...
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