Amelia Fang and the Memory Thief. Laura Ellen Anderson
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For my marvellous, magnificent,
musical sister Marie!
The memories we’ve shared
are unforgettable and I love you
more than freshly baked cookies xxx
First published in Great Britain 2018
by Egmont UK Limited
The Yellow Building, 1 Nicholas Road, London W11 4AN
Text and illustrations copyright © 2018 Laura Ellen Anderson
The moral rights of the author and illustrator have been asserted
First e-book edition 2018
ISBN 978 1 4052 8707 4
Ebook ISBN 978 1 4052 9262 7
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CONTENTS
MEET THE NOCTURNIANS AND GLITTEROPOLANS
5. I JUST WANNA PLAY GOBLIN TAG
6. BAKE FASTER
7. BAD BOGIES
8. THE PUMPKIN PATCH
9. WHAT THE BATS IS GOING ON?
10. SIT YOUR ROYAL BOTTOM DOWN
11. LOOSE LIMBS LIBRARY
12. UNICOOOOOORN! THE TERROR!
13. THE FIELD OF FORGET-ME-NOTS
14. PA-DOOF !
15. JUST LIKE ME
16. LOVE
17. THE PUMPKINS AND THE GRUMPKINS
18. TAKE ’IM AWAY!
19. PUMPKIN-SHAPED DREAMS
On a misty Wednesday night after school, young vampire Amelia Fang sat in her bedroom with her pet pumpkin, Squashy, surrounded by complete and utter mess.
‘Darkling,’ called Amelia’s mother, Countess Frivoleeta, from downstairs. ‘It’s time for your organ practice with Wooo. Remember your exam is coming up soon.’
‘Do I have to practise tonight?’ Amelia replied, her heart sinking at the thought of more organ practice – despite how ghoulishly enthusiastic Wooo, their ghost butler, was. ‘I’m making Squashy a cute costume for my birthnight party!’
Squashy squeaked and span on the spot delightedly.
‘Isn’t it exciting, Squashy! Soon I’ll be eleven moon-years old!’ beamed Amelia, flicking through her Positively Pumpkin magazine. ‘And we get to celebrate in style at the Pumpkin Patch! Golly Ghouls, I do love pumpkins.’
Amelia wanted to be a Pumpkinologist more than anything in the whole world when she grew up – she could imagine studying and caring for pumpkins like Squashy forever!
Amelia also loved making things, and she especially loved making things for Squashy. Tonight her bedroom floor was covered in black-and-orange material, goblin-slime superglue and various cobwebbing tools.
The bedroom door creaked open, revealing Countess Frivoleeta’s huge beehive hairdo before the rest of her body. When she saw the mess in Amelia’s room, she gasped.
‘Amelia, my dreadful little wart-picker, I can’t see your bedroom floor!’
‘It’s