hurt just to nip over the wall for a few minutes and have a rummage? But if he said it outright, he would look greedy, so he took Blue to one side and made up a good excuse.
“We have to go and get the fairy penguins back,” he said. “I should hate them to get into trouble. Especially at Christmas.”
But, as usual, Blue saw straight through him. “Dear Rory,” she grinned. “You’re always thinking of others. And while you’re saving Muriel, you can see if there’s a present you might like.”
“That never even crossed my mind,” he said innocently.
Blue smiled a knowing smile.
“OK, I admit it,” said Rory, “I would like to open something. Wouldn’t you?”
Blue knew she’d been rumbled. It would be lovely to undo the shiny ribbons and see what was inside those beautifully wrapped parcels.
“I’ll fetch the pogo stick,” she said.
There was a flat rock near the wall. The snow had already been brushed away by certain fairy flippers to create a good surface to bounce off, so Rory picked up the pogo stick and held it steady.
“On you get, Blue. I’ll put my feet either side of yours, then, on the count of three, we bounce.”
They held on to the pole.
“We’ll do six boings, let go of the stick and land on the wall,” he said, putting his flippers round her. “One, two, three … Bounce harder, Blue!” urged Rory. “That’s it – four, five, six … Now let go!”
She almost missed the wall and, if it hadn’t been for Rory, she might have fallen back into the enclosure, but she was so light, he was able to pull her up.
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