wondered if he’d done something wrong. He searched every night, every day, all year through, And the older I got, the more distant he grew . . .’
Tangine then got down on one knee and cast
his hand across his forehead dramatically.
‘I was spoilt, I was lonely, and then I started school,
But I acted a bit like a silly young fool!
I stole a pet pumpkin and took someone’s chair,
But a special friend showed me how that wasn’t fair.’
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Tangine looked over to Amelia and blushed.
Amelia beamed back, happy that she and
Tangine were now such good friends.
‘She found out my secret, but she wasn’t scared, And that’s how I knew that my friend really cared. We went on a journey to find my lost mum, To the Kingdom of the Light in the dazzling sun!
But little did we know that the unicorn lords;
Those mighty horned horses their citizens adored . . .
Had kidnapped my mother! Oh yes, you heard right!
So, we grabbed our baguettes and we put up a fight!’
‘HEH HEH.’ Florence chuckled at the memory
of brandishing bread baguettes and baked goods
as weapons against Alpha Unicorn and his
unicorn lords.
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‘The truth was revealed – and my mother
was freeeeeeed!
The Creatures of the Light and the Dark all agreed,
We’ve no need to fear one another anymore,
Together we’ve so much to learn and explore!
So, the King of Nocturnia is now full of glee!
(Even though he was briefly turned into a bee.
Yes really.)
And that’s the tale of how two
kingdoms made amends,
And how the Creatures of the Light and the Dark
became frieeeeeeeends!’
Tangine threw both arms in the air, and sent
glitter flying across the whole classroom. Once
upon a time this would have terrified his
Creature of the Dark classmates, but now
everyone cheered and clapped and twirled
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round in the glittery rainstorm.
Amelia stood up, chanting Tangine’s name, followed by Grimaldi, and then Florence.
The fairies appeared to be crying sparkly tears
of joy.
‘Tangine La Floofle,’ said Miss Inspine with a look of shock on her skull. ‘That was quite
possibly the best presentation any student has
ever given in my class. TOP MARKS!’
CHAPTER 3
SUBLIME
After lunch, Amelia and her friends made their
way to the Coughing Classroom, in the deepest
recesses of Catacomb Academy, for a brand-
new lesson.
‘I WONDER WHAT OUR NEW LESSON IS?’
said Florence.
‘I hope it’s more fun than Zombie Social
Studies,’ said Grimaldi.
Amelia giggled. ‘I’m excited to meet our new
teacher,’ she said. ‘I heard it might be someone
from Glitteropolis!’
Amelia and her friends approached the
classroom, where a plump and wrinkly man
with thick-rimmed glasses, a big curly moustache
and huge fairy wings was waiting by the door.
‘STUDENTS!’ he smiled, his teeth shining blindingly white. ‘Come in, come in! Welcome, welcome!’
Amelia, Florence, Grimaldi and Tangine took seats at the back of the classroom, carefully
avoiding any snot that the Coughing Classroom spluttered in their direction.
As Amelia looked around the Coughing Classroom, she noticed it had been adorned from top to bottom with glossy print-outs of Ravishing Recipes and pictures of the new teacher posing with various cooking instruments.
Once the class had settled down, the teacher half-skipped
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to the front of the classroom
and threw his arms out as if he
were about to invite everyone
over for a great big hug.
‘Hellooooo, students of
Catacomb Academy!’ he sang. ‘I
am terribly delighted to be
joining you all in your
wonderfully dark and dismal
city of Nocturnia. I’m your new
cookery teacher, Mr Sublime!’
‘Oooh, cookery class!’ said
Amelia and Tangine in unison.
‘HEH, SOUNDS LIKE MR
SLIME,’ Florence guffawed.
‘Florence!’ Amelia whispered,
half-smiling.
‘I
