Entry tags:

!dropped, day 05, dean winchester, location: barn, tinker bell

Who: Tinker Bell & Dean Winchester
What: Meeting for the first time rather unexpectedly
When: Late afternoon, Day 5
Where: The barn
Rating: PG-13 for nudity
Status: Active

It had been a good long time since Tink had thought about bathing. Before being pulled to this place, she'd been busy thinking about dying. Peter had completely forgotten her, so she had simply laid around listlessly, waiting for death to claim her. She had gone out to a hidden, unknown glade to lay down and pass seamlessly into the ether. It seemed, though, that fate had other plans. Here she was, five days into this most fascinating adventure that contained other adventures, and she had only just now thought about getting herself clean. She imagined that the thought had been prompted by the whole cell ordeal; it had made her feel smutty and disgusting, covered in grime and dirty water. It was the first mess she had really gotten herself into. Waking with the dawn and taking time to run into Watanuki, she'd excused herself politely and begun her search. Fortunately, it was fruitful, and she had found soap and other things that smelled nice and seemed like they'd work in keeping her the most stunningly gorgeous lady around. Finding supplies, though, left two problems: 1) all of the objects were meant for big people and 2) there were no bodies of water anywhere around.

The first problem was not, necessarily, that big of an issue. It did require a good deal of sidetracking, however. She'd traveled back to the thrift shop to find some clothes and, having checked the area to make sure that there was nobody else around, Tink did something that she rarely did: she assumed a more human form. It was all glitter and smoke, something almost too magical when she transformed, but when it was over the result was still the same. She stood about five feet tall, still fairly short for a human being, and her wings were still intact, betraying her. Grabbing a pair of scissors clumsily, she cut two slits in the back of a simple, airy looking dress and tugged it on. Able to carry her own things, she hurried back to the gas station and grabbed her personal effects and flying off to find some suitable water.

It seemed that luck was on Tink's side today. As she traveled, she came to the barn, a place that she had never visited, when she saw it: a water barrel. It was fairly large, large enough for her to fit into, at least, and it looked like there was nobody in the immediate area. After surveying the premises, she decided that it was a good place to be. She landed and set her things down, deciding to take a bath.

No matter where she was, bathing was always the same. Bell had little to no shame, for she didn't really understand the concept. She removed her dress, naked in the slanted sunlight of the afternoon. She washed herself using a cloth that she had found in the thrift shop; she was hoping that it would be useful to Martha at some point, and, if not, it would be useful to herself for occasions such as these. She sang softly to herself as she washed, gliding the cloth and soap over her skin. It was nice here, peaceful, and very much like bathing in a lake back home in the Neverland, though she usually wasn't human sized when she did it. Her wings twinkled with dew from her bath, and her long, blonde hair clinging to her back and shoulders after she wet it. She was completely in a world of her own, oblivious to anything that was around her.