Joy that can fit in a pocket {Mouse69&lightJason}

[lightJason]

It was the middle of the morning and a boy silently walking in the forest in search for something. The boy's name is Simon and had heared that in the morning at the forest that fairies come out, but no one really has see one. Simon had thought about going there and see if the rumors was true and he found thrumors was true. Now he was ready to catch one wearing blue jean pants and a white T-shirt. As his brown hair was blow by the wind his eyes scanned the forest for atless one fairy.