2 Winnie Gets Bossy

Winnie Gets Bossy

Chapter One Winnie was watching the telly. Her dirty boots were up on the armchair. She was eating chocolate cockroaches, and spilling them everywhere. Scratch-tug! Wilbur was happily scratching Winnie's chair. His claws were ripping the cloth and tugging out all of the stuffing.

"Look at this, Wilbur," said Winnie. "That man is showing how you can make your room look fresh and new just by moving your furniture around!" Winnie had an idea. She jumped up, spilling her fizzy froggle-pop. "Let's try it, Wilbur!" she said. "Let's move the big table over there." Winnie and Wilbur pushed and pushed, but the table didn't want to move. Scrape-screech! went Winnie. Puff-pant! went Wilbur. The table was leaving scrape marks on the floor. "Oh, fish flippers, look at that!" said Winnie. "Pass me that rug, Wilbur."

Wilbur and Winnie put the rug over the marks, but... Trip-smash! Winnie tripped over the rug.

"Humph!" Winnie pulled out her wand. "Listen to me, furniture! If you're going to behave as if you're alive, then I'll make you really come alive! Then you can move yourselves to where I want!" Winnie waved her wand. "Abracadabra!" Instantly the furniture sat up straight. "Oooh, that's better!" said Winnie. "Right then, chairs, tidy yourselves up. Off you go!" At once, the dining chairs marched neatly into place around the table. "Brilliant!" said Winnie. She put a tin of polish and an old vest on the table. "Polish yourself, please, table!"