Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),
Hi! I'm here to leave a quick review!!
First Impression: Well this was quite the piece here. I certainly enjoyed it. Its definitely not something you expect but honestly its quite an interesting take here.
Anyway let's get right to it,
Wanda first started to worry when her son revealed his loose tooth.
“Look Mommy!” said Timothy, holding his lips apart with his fingers. “Look, this tooth is wiggly!” He pushed the tooth back and forth as a demonstration.
Over the next week, she coaxed him to wiggle the tooth back and forth as much as he could. She told him about the tooth fairy. She told him about how if he put his tooth under his pillow, she would give him money the next morning.
She had been through this many times. It would be alright.
To her horror, the tooth still didn’t come out.
Wanda told herself not to panic. It’s okay. Everything is going to be fine. His tooth will fall out eventually. He just has to keep wiggling.
Well this is quite the start given the preface that you gave there. You don't normally associate this level of thing with quite as much concern as that warning would suggest but I think that does make this a very intriguing start here. Let's see where we're headed.
After another week of no results, Wanda began to worry more. She started to have nightmares and she panicked at every bump in the night. She moved Timothy’s bed into her room, just in case. She laid away at night, listening keenly for the sounds of warning.
For days on end, she scoured the web for answers. Surely there must be some new info that came up since last time. Surely there was a way to stop all of this madness for good.
Nothing. Nothing but the same parenting articles she’s already read, telling her that there was no way to stop this, that it was inevitable.
This didn’t stop her from trying to prevent it anyways.
Well this is definitely the most intense tension I've ever seen built on a loose tooth. I honestly don't know whether to genuinely laugh or be on the floor rolling in laughter. I suppose the ending will tell us more on which path to take.
She tried to pry out Timothy’s tooth herself with a tissue. When that didn’t work, she scheduled a dentist appointment. The earliest date available was Thursday. She reassured herself, once again, that everything was going to work out. They would pull Timothy’s tooth, and he would live his life like any other normal kid.
Well you'd certainly think that, but the mere fact that this is mentioned quite so prominently is making me think that things aren't going to end up just working out quite that easily.
It was Wednesday night. She laid Timothy down to sleep, and then got into her own bed. The bags under her eyes grew more and more each day. She connected some wireless headphones to her phone. She would be woken up by an alarm every 10 minutes to check on Timothy.
Just before she put them on, she shot up as she heard the twinkling of fairy dust.
No. No, no, no. This can’t be happening. She immediately rushed to the wall to grab a bat with nails stuck in it. She tried to grab Timothy, but it was too late.
The Tooth Fairy was already in the house.
Oh dear...well it looks like we've perhaps got a situation where the Tooth Fairy is not quite so much of a fairy in this universe judging by how this current situation is shaping up to be. Let's see how this plays out.
Wanda could only watch in horror as the Tooth Fairy began to take shape.
There was a poof of pink glitter, coating the whole room and making Wanda cough.
The Tooth Fairy was nothing like the fairies you see in children’s books. She looked like a mix between a butterfly and a human. Her body was round and thin and she had bug limbs; her head was huge in comparison, with bulging eyes and hair that hasn’t been brushed in centuries. But worst of all was her mouth. It was filled with hundreds of thousands of teeth, none of which were her own.
Oh wow...that is terrifying. Well, never thought it would be possible to have nightmares about the tooth fairy but here we are. I think its a lovely new take on how a being called the tooth fairy might truly appear in the real world.
Wanda launched herself at the creature with the bat. But before it even hit, she was violently knocked back into the corner of the room. She was pinned down by some invisible force. She couldn’t struggle or move at all, but she croaked out a plea, tears streaming down her eyes.
“You can’t… do this. You’re not going to take another child from me.”
The Tooth Fairy laughed. Her laugh was dry and sinister. “I’m sorry, Wanda, but I require my payment,” she said in a raspy voice without a single ounce of remorse.
As if by magic, Timothy was still asleep. He was raised up, and his mouth was opened by the Tooth Fairy. His wiggly tooth flew out, and it flew into the Tooth Fairy’s mouth. It pressed itself into the upper roof of her mouth as if it were made of clay.
She turned to Wanda, a crazed and vile look in her eye. “Well, since I came all this way, I might as well take the rest of them!”
Well...that ended as most stories about monsters do. No surprises I suppose. Although now it does put the whole first half into perspective and honestly this is a genuine terrifying moment although of course calling the creature the Tooth Fairy does mean I mostly just laughed.
Aaaaand that's it for this one.
Overall: Overall, I think you've got a really fun piece here. I definitely enjoyed it quite a bit, both in terms of horror and humor here. This is a very rare combination of both here.
As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.