It was Holly’s last baby tooth, and it had come out while visiting her grandmother.
Granny said: ‘it’s an ugly little tooth; the Tooth Fairy will never take it.’
Holly was upset. She didn’t think her tooth was that ugly; after all, does anyone’s tooth look nice, once it’s no longer in their mouth?
So when the Tooth Fairy came (there’s magic, you know, and Fairies know the workings of humankind), there was no tooth to collect.
The Tooth Fairy couldn’t leave empty handed; there are rules about these things.
With plyers she yanked every tooth out of Holly’s head.