Название | Amelia Fang and the Naughty Caticorns |
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Автор произведения | Laura Ellen Anderson |
Жанр | Природа и животные |
Серия | The Amelia Fang Series |
Издательство | Природа и животные |
Год выпуска | 0 |
isbn | 9781405297097 |
For Janet. Thank you for always being so kind and dedicated to Amelia Fang.
Pumpkin hugs always xxx
First published in Great Britain in 2020
by Egmont UK Limited
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Text and illustrations copyright © 2020 Laura Ellen Anderson
The moral rights of the author and illustrator have been asserted
First e-book edition 2020
ISBN 978 1 4052 9703 5
Ebook ISBN 978 1 4052 9709 7
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CONTENTS
4. SAVED BY THE BONG
5. JAR OF WOOO
6. STOP!
7. WORN OUT AND HOPELESS
8. ATTENTION
9. IS SOMETHING DYING?
10. NOBODY EVER ASKED
11. I HATE WIGGLEROOT!
12. REST IN PEACE, BEAUTIFUL SHOE
13. SAVED YOUR ROYAL BOTTOM
14. USEFULCORNS
15. VINCENT
Amelia Fang Character Quiz
It was a delightfully dreary Saturday evening. Amelia Fang munched on a bowl of Unlucky Arms cereal with her two best friends, Florence and Grimaldi. The big fluffy yeti and tiny grim reaper were staying over at the Fang Mansion for a weekend of frightful fun.
‘O.M.GENIES!’ cried Florence, picking up the box of Unlucky Arms. ‘YOU CAN WIN A LIMITED EDITION UNICORNELIUS PINE TOY?!’
Grimaldi Reaperton gasped and almost choked on his putrid pancake. ‘I LOVE Unicornelius Pine of Rainbow River!’ he spluttered. ‘I’ve watched ALL the episodes on Deathflix, and Grimama says she’ll get me a Unicornelius Pine jumper if I pass my Toad Trials this Halloween!’
Amelia read the back of the packet. ‘To win your very own Unicornelius Pine toy, all YOU have to do is find a silver unicorn horn in your cereal box . . .’
Florence grabbed the box and tipped the whole thing upside down. Green and blue arm-shaped cereal scattered across the tabletop and on to the floor. Amongst it all, just next to Grimaldi’s plate, glimmered something small and shiny. Florence gasped and lurched forward, grabbing the tiny object.
‘THAT’S NO ’ORN! IT’S A STAR,’ said Florence, looking dejected. ‘WHAT DO YOU GET WITH A STAR?’
Amelia studied the back of the cereal box and eventually found the answer in the small print. ‘If you find the precious star, then SMILE. It’s YOURS, because Unicornelius Pine thinks you are ALL stars! ’
Grimaldi smiled. ‘We’re staaaars!’ he said gleefully. ‘That’s the best prize ever!’
‘I FINK I MIGHT VOMIT,’ said Florence flatly. ‘I DON’T WANNA BE TOLD I’M SHINY AN’ AMAZING. I WANT THE TOY.’ She hurrumphed and carried on munching handfuls of cereal straight from the table.
‘So, what do you guys want to do first?’ asked Amelia. ‘Maybe we could take Squashy for a bounce to the Pumpkin Patch? I’ve heard there are lots of baby pumpkins sprouting up at the moment!’ Amelia’s pet pumpkin, Squashy, waggled his stalk enthusiastically at this idea.
‘Speaking of babies,’ said Grimaldi, ‘how much longer until your new brother or sister arrives?’
‘Hopefully th—’ Amelia began, before being cut off by a very familiar voice.
‘The toilet seat STILL ISN’T SHINY ENOUGH!’ Countess Frivoleeta’s shrill voice echoed through the Fang Mansion.
Amelia flinched. ‘Hopefully the baby will be here soon,’ she continued in a hushed voice. ‘Now Mum’s expecting a baby, she’s acting so weird. She won’t stop eating Foot Fudge and she never even liked it before! And then one minute she’s all happy and laughing, and the next she’s