The Death of the Tooth Fairy

I feel like the worlds biggest rat-mom-from-hell.

Lucifer lost another tooth two days ago.
As he sat in the bathroom, carefully yanking it out,
he asked me...

"Dave, what does the toothfairy DO with all these
teeth she scams from little kids?"

"Well... she cleans them all up, and then gives them to new
babies that are just getting teeth for the first time. Sort of
recycling."

He nods, rinses and spits. He places the tooth in
a little envelope under his pillow, smiles and closes
his eyes.. anticipating his payment in the morning.

Lucifer runs into my room, a little annoyed the next
morning.

"The tooth fairy didn't show up!" He waves the envelope
at me. I wince visibly.

"Your tooth just came out moments before bedtime, maybe
she doesn't quite know about it yet. Maybe she was
off duty. I think last time you lost a tooth, there was a bit
of a wait wasn't there? I think it's a 24 hour waiting period."

He furrows his brows, nodding and put it back under his
pillow.

I was sick the next day. Head cold. And didn't get out
of bed almost all day. Therefore, I again forgot.

This morning he storms into the kitchen with his envelope.

"Well Dave? She forgot again. Something's up with the
tooth fairy. I don't think she's every going to show up.
Is she for real?"

I sat down, and held him on my lap. I figured this is as
good a time as any to let the truth be known. I mean, I
don't know if his best friends still believe in the tooth fairy,
and I didn't want him storming around school telling everyone
what a rip-off she is.

I smoothed his hair and kissed his forehead.

"I think I better tell you something"

"Yeah Dave?"

"Well... you see... remember last time when you lost your
tooth?"

"Yeah"

"Well, the reason the tooth fairy didn't come that night, was
because I wasn't here. You see... I'm the tooth fairy"

He looks up at me and blinks.

"YOU'RE the tooth fairy?"

I nod.

He stands up in front of me with his hands on his hips.

"You can't fly"

Well he had me there. I certainly cannot fly.

"No baby, I can't fly. But I'm still the tooth fairy. I put those
shiny new two dollar coins under your pillow when you
leave envelopes. But I've been sick and I'm sorry, I forgot."

He looks at me thoughtfully.

"Yeah but how do you know when everyone else loses
teeth? Did you put money under Emily's pillow last week?
How come she gets $5 and she's not even your kid?" He
demands.

I shift in my chair.

"No... I'm not *everyone's* tooth fairy. Just yours and
your brother. All parents are the tooth fairy." I try to smile.

He just keeps looking at me, nodding as he slowly begins
to understand.

"Are you upset?" I ask him pensively.

"No. But why didn't you tell me before?"

ARGH!

"All little kids believe in the toothfairy, it's a fun thing to
pretend so kids aren't so afraid of losing teeth, because they
know they're going to get something neat for it"

I'm cringing bigtime, thinking if he asks me about Santa
Claus, I'm going to cry.

I hug him really tight and close, slipping a two dollar coin
in his hand, and apologize again.

He hugs me back, drinks his juice and looks up at me again.

"Dave, does Joey know about the tooth fairy? Cuz I
really think we better tell him."

I bite down on my lip hard, the look on his face has me
between laughter and tears. He is *so* serious.

"I think he knows, baby"

Lucifer leans closer to me and whispers.
"I better make sure. If he doesn't know, he might get sad"

Lucifer goes down the stairs, and I strain to listen.
I hear Lucifer approach his brother.

"Do you believe in the tooth fairy?"

Damian coughs. He knows all about it, but has always
played along for the sake of his little brother.

"Sure I do! How else to you think you get paid for
losing teeth!"

I lean my forehead against the wall.

"Yeah, but listen to this! DAVE is the tooth fairy!" Lucifer
states.

"No she's not!" Damian cries out. Not knowing that I've told
the truth about the blasted fairy to Lucifer.
I hear the thump of Lucifer coming back up the stairs.

He stands in front of me looking pretty ticked.
"He says there IS a toothfairy, Dave"

I call Damian upstairs.

"Ok. Your brother is just being sweet and didn't want to
tell you. He's known for a while. But honestly, I'm the tooth
fairy."

I look at Lucifer. He's nodding his head.

"Ok. Then where are all our old teeth?"

I take them both into my room, and show them the collection
of tooth carcasses that (for some God unknown reason) I
saved.

Damian wrinkles his nose.
"That's pretty gross, Dave"

We walk back into the kitchen.
I smile at both boys.

"So, is everything ok then? You understand about the
tooth fairy now?"

Damian nods, smiling.
Lucifer nods, smiling.

Damian says...
"Did you tell him about Santa too?"

Oy. Talk about cringing.

Lucifer looks up at me with huge blue eyes.
"What ABOUT Santa!?!?!" he cries.

I look at Damian, I can tell by his face that he wants a big
hole to swallow him up.

Damian turns to his brother.
I get ready to step in.
Damian looks at me, then back to his brother.

"Santa doesn't really make all the toys, he sometimes
has to buy them at Wallmart cuz they don't got Pokemon
making elves" He smiles, satisfied with his answer.

I finally breathe again.

Lucifer looks up at his brother.
"So that's why there are price tags on some of
our presents then huh?" (Oh brother, I didn't even know
he NOTICED those blunders!)

Damian nods.

The two of them walk off together, still talking, getting their
coats and boots on for school. While I sit at the table with
my head in my hands thinking I almost saw Lucifer's entire
childhood flash before my eyes.

It was hard enough when Damian realized all this on his own.

But for BOTH of them to know, I just couldn't take that yet.
They're growing up too fast for my liking!

Besides, I still believe in Santa.

Why shouldn't THEY!

~~~~~~~~Dave 2000~~~~~~~~~~

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