The Magyk book of Fay Tales : Book 1 In The Magyk Book series

A New Best Babysitter part 2

A-ROAR-A PORRIDGE:

I ran though the forest. In front of me, there was a large ring of toadstool seats with unseelie fairys dancing around it. They were pretty, but everyone knows that if you are lured into one of the rare remaining circles then you were dead meat. I jumped over the ring of death. ~ "as I like to call them."~ While I was in midair Mommy screamed, "Clawde, save her! She's just a baby, she'll never make it!" Daddy ran towards me and as I grabbed a vine and swung over the circle of death, he tripped. Just as his ear reached the seats, I swung back and grabbed his paw. As I pulled him up, Daddy tried to do it himself. He twisted too far for my arm, and I dropped him. As Daddy fell back towards the circle I grabbed his paw and pulled him back up. This time he successfully pulled himself up. Then he held me close as if he were the hero. "Clawed, the way you threw her onto the vine, and jumped up onto the vine, and then did a flip, and climbed back up! It was... wongurrful!" Mommy growled in praise for Daddy. "I'm glad you're okay too, A-roar-a!" she growled happily hugging me. I pulled away, roaring, "I'm going home!" Then I ran back the way we had come. "Grrrcie, for a second I thought A-roar- never mind.

GOLDY LOCKS:

I dreamed that I was in the heart of the forest. "Gol-dy-Locks! Gol-dy-Locks! Gol-dy-Locks!" chanted everyone exept Redd, the school athlete and Bow the prissy shepered's daughter. She hated me because I I had refused to join her popular, mean girl group. She only wanted me because I was pretty. I would have joined to become popular, except for one thing. They wanted me to quit sports and become a cheerleader. "Don't worry, we'll tell the judges to vote for you" they had said. "No. If I can't play sports, I'm not joining." I had replied. "She's much too pretty to be doing this." they said huffily. Redd rode off on her pretty red bike, red hood flapping behind her. Redd was the only one who understood that you could be pretty and strong. She had asked me to join her football team, but I told her no, and that I hated football. "I'll be on any of your other teams though." I said hurriedly, seeing the disgusted look starting to form. "That's the only one of my sports that I take seriosly." She said. We were mortal enemies from then on. "I'm tough enough!" I screamed, glaring at Bow, and climbing to the top of the tallest tree. "She's tough enough!" my best friend Mary repeated. She could be quite... contrary at times. "Gol-dy-Locks! Gol-dy-Locks! Gol-dy-Locks!" I jumped out of the tree, flipped three times, landed it, and did a few cartwheels to keep the crowd oooohing. "Show off." I heard Bow grumble. Boyed ran up to Bow excitedly. We'd both had crushes on Boyed since 3rd grade. Back then it was friendly and we were friends. Now it isn't... They were dating now. Ever since he'd returned the poor runaway sheep she'd lost, they had been having secret glances. Then all of a sudden he'd purposely passed her a note when Ms. Godmother, the only teacher in the school that was a mermaid, was looking. When she read it aloud it said, "Bow, oh bow, where is your sheep? it has stolen my heart and brought it back for you to keep. "Bow, oh, Bow, Little Bow Peep, will you go out with me(ep)?" The next day Ms. Godmother read another note aloud. Oh, Boyed how romantic! A poem! I couldn't rhyme if my life depended on it, but yes yes yessssss!" She pecked him on the cheek before he said, "Bow, did you see that? That was amazing!" "No it wasn't!" she cried, pouting. "If you you say so Bow." Then they started to kiss. Revolted, I started to walk away. Boyed looked up and said, "There's a wolf at your house! It's eating your grandma." "I doubt it, I mean you arn't known for telling the truth, especially about wolfs." I said, laughing. He started to laugh too. Bow had no sence of humor. I guess I was giving him a break from all that serious kissing. "Stay away from my bed." Bow said, glaring. "Should I kill it?" Boyed asked. This was not his voice! "Get out of my bed!" Mary walked up saying, "No, don't kill it, I don't want gore all over my daughter's bed." "Wake up and get of here!" "Get out of my bed!" "Why won't she get out of bed?!"
"Maybe she's hibernating early?" I woke up with a start to find three angry bears glaring at me.