The Magical Land- Children Series

Sugar Plum's Adventure

Sugar Plum felt the blood rushing to her head. But
she wasn't going to let them know that. She was not
sure exactly what was falling from the sky, but she
felt in her gut, something awful was bound to happen.

"You, with the horns,tell me why you need to go to
the Palace of the Faeries?" She demanded trying to
keep the tremors out of her voice. She felt a growing
weakness. Just floating felt tiresome.

"That's not your concern!" growled the wolf.

"Mr.Wolf!" said Mr.Owl "Can't you see she's the only
living thing we've seen so far. She can give us the
way to the palace."

"Very well. Little girl,you must give us the way to
the palace. It's important that we reach it tonight."

"Or else?" said Sugar

"Or Else?!" said Mr.Goat "Or else? We all die."

"What!" it was too much for the little pixie who
swooned and winked out to the soft moss.

"Oh dear." excalimed the goat

"Way to go,Goat. Now what are we going to do."asked
the wolf

"First,." bending down to scoop the little pixie
"We find shelter from this rain. Then we wake her up
and we politely ..ask her the way to the palace."

"Mr.Goat, I'm going to put her in your bag and fly
overhead to see if I can find us some shelter." said
the owl

He gently placed the pixie in the bag alongside the
book and watched in amazement as she instantly became
aglow. She scooted over to the book and leaned on the
warm leather snoring softly."Such wonderful little
creature"

With that he swept up to the rainy skies. After what
seemed and eternity he came back and landed without
grace. His face looked exhausted. He leaned on a tree
trunk for support.

"It's about time." said the wolf

"Shut up, Mr.Wolf, can't you see there is something
wrong with him. Mr.Owl, what's the matter? Are you
ill?" asked Mr.Goat

"Yes, I'm weak. The rain washes the magic out of us.
Soon we will be too weak to go on if we don't get to
the cave fast." he slipped to the floor.

"Hold on dear friend. Where's this cave?" asked
Mr.Goat

"Just over the hill. Behind a group of rocks to your
right." he closed his eyes "You folks go ahead. I am
too weak already."

"Nonsense." bending his body next to the owl" Climb
on my back.We came together and we'll leave together."

"Let's us hurry,Mr.Wolf." the goat was already making
his way up the hill. The rocky path was slippery even
to him. The rain was turning everything golden and
the brightness was blinding.

When they came to the top of the hill they spotted
the grouped rocks. The cave was partially hidden by
the rocks and a giant sycamore tree. The friends made
it inside the cave. The inside was slightly chilly
and they shivered from the dampness of their fur.

"I wish we had a fire. I miss having hands." said
Mr. Goat

"I don't remember how they felt." said Mr.Wolf look-
-ing out at the rain.

"I could make fire" said a little voice " All I need
is something we can burn." said Sugar Plum leaning out
of the sadle bag

"But with the rain outside everything must be
soaked!"

"Hmm." she was thinking " Perhaps we can rip out a
page from the book?"

"Noo!" screamed the goat and the wolf

"Alright,already!." she flew out of the bag and looked
around the cave. "Something..I got it!" snapping her
fingers "I'll be right back." with that she quickly
flew to the cave's opening and flew on to the nearest
bush.

When she emerged she was covered with a leaf that she
had tied as a makeshift raincoat. She looked funny.


"I have to find a dragon's breath. Where? Let's see."

"Ha" she laughed "I know where there's some. By the
Winking Star River bank!" she sped away happy that she
could help.Her mother and father were probably
worried sick about her, but they needed her help.

Something inside told her she was doing the right
thing. She spotted the dragon's breath and braced
herself for a fight. She pushed her little sleeves
towards her elbows and planted her feet on the ground.
Sugar Plum held a stem on her hands when the Dragon's
Breath turn and fire a fire ball. She yalped out of
way and it came within an inch of her head.
It singed her bangs which the rain quickly turned
off. She put two fingers to hold it up and stared at
the burned tip.

"HA,ha,Ha,ha!" chuckled a mischivious little voice.

She pretended to ignore it. She wasn't in the mood for
a fight.

"You know,Sugar Plum." he was now leaning on the
Dragon's Breath. "That's not the best way to catch one
of these babies."

"Oh, really.?" She said crossing her arms over her
chest "Care to demonstrate?" if he insisted on being
a show-off.

"Certainly.But.." He said flying around her looking
her up and down. "What do I get in return?"

"Why you little baboon!" she turned a bright red

"Whoa, Sugar. Calm down. I just wanted a little kiss."

"After I saw you, making sweet with that horrible
Apple Tart.Never!" She began again tugging on the
flower.

"Please." he asked one more time "I promise to take
you to the Summer Ball."

She gasped. The Summer Ball was the most important in
Magical Land and she didn't have a date yet.

"Alright. But just a small one." She leaned in and
puckered her lips at him.

She looked silly. All wrap up in that cape. Her blue-
violet eyes closed and her pretty pink pout were the
most beautiful he had ever seen. He put his little
hands to her pretty cheeks and kissed her gently.
Then he stepped back. Dandelion watched her open her
eyes in wonder and saw the smile that spread on her
mouth.

"oooooh, I love You, I love You, mua, mua!" she kissed
him all over the face.

" Sugar, sugar , wait,let's get the flower." his heart
was beating and he felt warm inside.

He tickled the flower which in turn jumped right out
off the ground and laughed all the way to the cave
where she agreed to blaze a fire during the night if
they brought her home in the morning.

Mr. Owl now feeling better whispered to his friends:
"I've heard tales about pixies in the past. I always
knew they existed. I was told that a faerie's love is
very strong. It's said that when a pixie falls in love
they do , forever." He nodded towards the tiny couple
that sat near the Dragon's Breath. The courageous
Dandelion was threading magical hearts in front of
Sugar Plum and she was sprinkling them with faery
dust, her merry laughter tinkling in the night.