A/N: For zedsalivebaby who has recently made some fabulous Disney inspired graphics on Tumblr and requested a little something for Tinkerbell!Pam. It's a bit short and silly, but I hope you like!

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Dress Up

Eric blinked in surprise as he caught sight of Pam.

"Of all the costumes you could have worn, I never would have thought you'd dress up as a fairy," he said, watching her continue to make her way down the stairs dressed as Tinkerbell.

Pam shrugged a shoulder, "I figured if you can't beat 'em, join 'em," she drawled as she came level with him at the bottom of the stairs.

Eric narrowed his eyes slightly, "What is that supposed to mean?"

"Oh? So it's not fairies, it's just Sookie," she replied sarcastically, "perhaps I should change then, it was clearly a wasted effort."

She turned to walk back up the stairs, but Eric grabbed her wrist.

"Pamela," he said firmly, turning her back around to face him, "surely you know by now that I only have one weakness."

Pam raised an eyebrow, "Only one?" she challenged.

Eric pretended to scowl at her as he moved to join her on the bottom step, still keeping a firm hold on her wrist.

"Yes," he told her, "for a certain spoiled vampire."

"I'm sure Jessica will be thrilled," Pam retorted, fighting off a smirk.

This time Eric did scowl at her, "A spoiled, obnoxious vampire," he corrected, kissing her forehead.

Pam smiled up at him as he pulled away, "So I don't need to change?" she clarified.

"Never," he told her seriously, before looking at her costume critically, "however, as much as I appreciate you dressing up for me, if you want to change your costume I have no objections. I'll even help."

Pam gave him a coy look, "Is that so?"

Eric attempted to look longsuffering as he nodded, "It's the price I'll have to pay for you to be comfortable at the Halloween party."

"St. Eric the Martyr," she teased as they started up the stairs.

Eric shot her a sly, sidelong look, "Of course, I can't guarantee we'll actually make it to the party," he continued, "as it may take all night to find you a suitable costume, but we definitely need to get you out of your fairy getup."

Any response Pam would have made turned into a surprised squeal as he suddenly scooped her up in his arms and raced up the stairs at vampire speed.

In the end, Eric's prediction was right: they never did make it to the party.