3 Fairy Spell 2 STOPERIDOO!

Fairy Spell #2 STOPERIDOO!

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You Can't Stop a Magic Wardrobe One day, we were out shopping when Mom stopped dead and said, "Wow! That's amazing!" I looked around quickly, in case it was something really amazing, like a bathtub full of jelly beans or a real live robot. But it was only an antiques shop with a big clock in the window. Antiques aren't what I'd call amazing. They are old furniture and things that smell dusty and don't work. You can't touch them or sit on them or play with them, even if it's a doll or a rocking horse. But Mom says that antiques are special, like treasure. She loves old cupboards and vases and

pictures. Dad doesn't. He calls antiques "junk" and stands at the door of the shop, looking at his phone. We all followed Mom into the shop and watched her admire the clock. Then she spotted some candlesticks and plates. Everything looked boring to me, especially the plates. Plates are only interesting if they have yummy food on them, like spaghetti. Then Mom cried out again, "Wow! That's amazing!" By now, she was at the back of the shop, looking at a big wooden wardrobe. It had little legs and pictures of trees painted on it. It actually was amazing. I had never seen a wardrobe like it before. I looked at the pictures and wondered who had painted them. "It's beautiful," Mom said. "We have to buy this."

Dad looked up from his phone. "It's very big," he said. "And the door is falling off." "We'll fix it," Mom said. Dad looked at the wardrobe again. He didn't seem happy. "Do we really need this?" he said. "We'll keep our extra clothes in it," Mom said. "It's fabulous." When Mom says things are fabulous, we always buy them.

When the wardrobe was delivered, it seemed even bigger than it had in the store. The men heaved it in through the door and up to the guest room, while Mom followed them, saying, "Isn't it beautiful?" "Now we must fix this door," Mom said when the men left. She looked around. "Where did Dad go?" A text beeped on her phone. Mom read it and looked a little bit mad. "Dad has suddenly decided to take Ollie to the supermarket," she said. "Well, that's okay. I'll fix the door myself." Mom got out the toolbox. She put a scarf around her hair. She made herself a cup of tea. She took out the screwdriver and looked at it before putting it down. "Magic is better," she said. She stamped her feet three times, clapped her hands, wiggled her behind and said, "Marshmallow,"…and POOF! She was a fairy. I was excited to see Fairy Mom fix the wardrobe, but I hoped nothing would go wrong.