"Stop talking."

Tooth Fairy's gloved fingers delicately brushed against the corner of your lips, silencing any potential questions or concerns that might have lingered on your tongue.

She adjusted the dental operatory lights above you. Her movements were deliberate, measured, as if each action followed an unseen script known only to her.

"It's time for a check-up... Please open your mouth."

With a subtle gesture, Tooth Fairy motioned for you to open your mouth. The only remaining sounds were the encapsulated toothfairies within jars, accompanied by the buzz of their wings.