12. An inch worm made me do it.

The little fairy sat under a mushroom weeping her eyes out. A mischievous elf had crept up beside her and snipped away her wings. They would grow back eventually but the poor fairy would be miserable meanwhile. Now the elf sat beside her on the grass, repentant on seeing the poor creatures anguish. He kept saying again and again, “The inch worm made me do it,”

Written for July Writing Prompts