6. Doodle’s Warning

Rachel, Kirsty, and Storm watched in amazement as the dinosaur lifted up its head with the struggling goblin still in its mouth. "Put me down!" the goblin cried. "Aaaaargghh!"' Of course, the model didn't listen to the goblin but just went through its usual process. It tipped its head back, opened its jaws a little wider, and… clatter, clunk, bang, bang, crash!. The goblin tumbled right down into the dinosaur's hollow belly! A furious pounding started inside the model. "Let me out!" yelled the goblin. Laughing with delight, Kirsty sprinkled another pinch of fairy dust over herself. It glittered bright white. Then she felt her wings disappear and her legs grow and— WHOOSH!— she was back to being a

regular-sized girl again. She ran to Rachel and hugged her. "Are you OK?" she asked. "That was scary, wasn't it?"

"Yes," Rachel agreed. "But everything turned out fine, thanks to your great idea, Kirsty. Now we have Doodle's sixth feather back!" Storm flew over to the girls with Rachel's magical locket in her hands. "Here you go," she said, handing it over. "I think we'd better leave while we can," she added nervously. "It sounds like the goblin's trying to climb out of the dinosaur. It won't take him long to escape and tell Jack Frost what's happened!" They could all hear the determined scratching sounds that were coming from inside the dinosaur. Rachel fastened her locket carefully around her neck as the three friends headed for the museum's exit. "I can't believe I missed out on

being a fairy today," she said with a sigh. "That's the only bad part. That— and almost getting zapped by fairy lightning!" she finished with a smile. Outside, the rain had stopped and the dark clouds seemed to be melting away. The sun came out and made the wet pavement sparkle. Rachel glanced down and groaned. "Oh, no," she said. "My coat! I forgot that it got burned by the goblin's lightning."

Kirsty looked over as Rachel pulled up her coat to examine it. The material was black and scorched, and the stitching had fizzled away. "Mom's going to be upset," Rachel said. "This coat was supposed to last through the new school year!" "Let me see," said Storm, darting down for a closer look. As soon as she saw the problem, she smiled and gently waved her magic wand along the hem. A trail of twinkling lights fell over the material, and Rachel gasped as the burned part of her coat started shimmering with a bright white light.

She blinked in the dazzling fairy glow and, when she looked again, she saw that her coat was as good as new! "Thank you, Storm," Rachel gasped in delight. "Now Mom will never know!" Storm winked. "I should be the one thanking you two," she said. "Doodle will be so happy to have another feather back in his tail!" They hurried down Twisty Lane to Kirsty's house. "There's Doodle," Kirsty told Storm, pointing to the weather vane on top of the old barn.