Sublime Cookie recipe, shecouldn’t help giggling at the
numerous pictures of Mr Sublime in
a flowery apron.
‘First, we need to combine one
hundred and fifty grams of Sunflower
Root with two spatulas of powdered
Scorpion
reading through a list of ingredients.
‘Wow, I’ve never heard of any of
these things before.’
Grass . . .’ said Amelia,
‘That’s because they can only be
found in the Fairy Forest in the
Kingdom of the Light,’ said a
voice next to Amelia, making her
jump.
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‘Oh!’ she exclaimed. ‘Hello, Mr Sublime . . .’
Florence leaned over. ‘HEH, SLI—’
‘Don’t!’ interrupted Tangine, shoving a
spatula in Florence’s mouth.
Grimaldi now had around fifty Perfumed
Peas in his eye socket.
‘The Fairy Forest is teeming with millions
of amazing and mysterious plants. Even I, an
expert, couldn’t possibly know about them
all!’ said Mr Sublime with a smile. ‘What’s
your name, young vampire?’
‘Amelia Fang.’
Mr Sublime raised his eyebrows. ‘I believe I’ve heard of you . . .’
‘And I’m Prince Tangine!’ interjected
Tangine. ‘You’ve probably most definitely
heard of me, because I’m sort of famous.’
‘You’re the daughter of the Count and
Countess Fang?’ said Mr Sublime, ignoring
Tangine.
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‘Oh, yes,’ said Amelia shyly. ‘That’s Mum
and Dad.’ Amelia’s chest tightened as she
remembered the argument she’d had with her
mum the night before.
‘I heard your mother puts on a ravishing
Barbaric Ball every year!’ said Mr Sublime. ‘I
expect you’ll follow in her frightful footsteps?’
‘Hmmm, she’d love that, but I’m not really
into party planning and all that stuff,’ said
Amelia, feeling a little deflated. ‘I really want
be a Pumpkinologist when I grow up.’
Mr Sublime leaned forward and lowered
his voice. ‘Well, Amelia Fang, that’s just
wonderful. You remember to follow that cold
vampiric heart of yours. You have a dream –
don’t let anyone get in the way of that!’
Amelia felt herself smiling from ear to ear.
Mr Sublime believed in her!
‘I have dreams too! You can expect HUGE
things from me!’ said Tangine, throwing his
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arms up in the air.
‘Amelia and, er, Prince . . . Tangy, I believe you both have a sublime future ahead of you, and don’t you forget that,’ he added before wandering over to Florence and Grimaldi.
‘OH, HI MR SLIME!’ Florence bellowed. Grimaldi snorted with laughter so hard that
the fifty Perfumed Peas flew out of his nostrils and into Amelia and Tangine’s mixing bowl.
‘You’ve ruined our Sublime Cookie mix!’ Amelia groaned.
‘SORRY ’BOUT THAT,’ said Florence. ‘MAY YOUR COOKIES REST IN PEAS . . .’
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CHAPTER 4
PUMPKIN
PARADISE PARK
By the end of the cookery lesson, Amelia and
Tangine had made four batches of cookies,
whilst Florence and Grimaldi had just made
a mess.
‘I hope you’ve all enjoyed your first cookery
class with me!’ Mr Sublime beamed as
Florence poked another ingredient into
Grimaldi’s eye-socket. ‘I have one last exciting
announcement . . . I am launching a special
competition!’
The pupils murmured with anticipation at
the word ‘competition’.
‘A SUBLIME Cookie Competition!’ the
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