...then tootsie and sandy (the sandman) met for some gelato to debate the matter at hand:
maddy's incoming teeth.
[Sidebar] sandy had peach, while tootsie had three gigundo scoops (vanilla, chocolate and hazelnut) in a wafer cone with sprinkles as a topping, (hold the pink & yellow ones). its a wonder that tootsie would even consider eating such a sugary snack since she is the toothfairy and all... (hello tooth decay?!) but nevertheless, they ate and smacked their lips, enjoying every bite. [End sidebar]
so as everyone knows, they couldnt talk over gelato because it clouds the senses. so back at home, they reconvened. tootsie asserted that sandy might try to be quieter at night to let maddy sleep through the pain of teeth-cutting-through-gums. she needs her rest. plus, remember what happened to the bad queen? she was wicked! and all because she was tired & cranky.
sandy reminded tootsie that she's always trying to control his every move. "let me do my job, tootsie!" he rationalized that putting the 'optical sand' in maddy's eyes is a very intricate and delicate task. one that involves precision, and if need be, noise. ...(i.e. he commands his assistant mr. snotgreen - via megaphone: "stay left, snotgreen, no you dope! right! move over to the middle... back...ummk, let 'er rip!").
as you can see, tootsie has a point.
but at 2AM, Düsseldorf time, tootsie was spent! she sighed: "goodnight sandy - i'm exhausted and i have tae-bo lessons in 5 hours." sandy agreed to discuss the matter another night. possibly over white figs and peanut butter next time. everyone knows that figs make the brain receptive to words. tootsie found her way to bed, put her lavender eye pillow on and passed out.
[next chapter tomorrow, maddy]
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