"The Plushie Intruder" by lastavenger Striki loved plushies. She kept a collection of old ones that she spent long hours lovingly chewing. A few were missing arms or legs, or had loose buttons or stitches, but she adored them to pieces nonetheless. It didn't cross her mind to think of how this one might have gotten into the garden. All she knew was that she had to find it. Sniffing wildly...
The Prophecy Faeries 3: Linisa's Return - Part Eight This time, the faeries did not have to be shown the hidden tunnel in the mountains that led to the Sun. The memory of its location had been burned into their minds.