Дейзи Медоус: Emily Prickleback’s Clever Idea

Lily Hart put the box she was carrying gently down on the table. “This is my favorite part,” she said, tucking her short, dark hair behind her ears.

Her best friend, Jess Forester, stood next to her. It was an early Saturday morning, and the misty air was making her blond hair even curlier than usual. “It’s one of the best things about Helping Paw,” she said. “Sending animals home when they’re better!”

Lily nodded. She felt so lucky that her parents ran the Helping Paw Wildlife Hospital in a barn near their house. She and Jess both adored animals and helped out there whenever they could. She carefully opened the box and smiled at the cute little hedgehog curled up inside. The hedgehog’s leg had been hurt, so its owner had brought it to Helping Paw. Now that its leg was better, it was time for the hedgehog to go home.

Lily picked up the hedgehog and brought it over to its owner.

“Oh, Snicklefritz, I missed you!” the young woman said. “Thanks, girls!” She cuddled the hedgehog closely and then went over to talk with Mr. Hart.

As Jess watched, something else caught her eye... a flash of gold.

“Look, Lily!” she exclaimed. “Did you see that?”

“What?” asked Lily.

Jess peered through the mist. “I’m sure I saw golden fur,” she said.

Lily felt a shiver of excitement. “Do you think it’s Goldie?”

Goldie was a beautiful green-eyed cat, and the girls’ special friend. She had taken them on lots of adventures in Friendship Forest, a magical world where the most amazing thing happened—all the animals talked!

“Yes, there she is!” cried Lily. Both girls ran to the tall clump of rushes that grew beside Brightley Stream. They stroked the golden cat while she purred happily, rubbing against their legs.

“I wish you could talk in our world, Goldie,” said Lily. “I wonder if Friendship Forest needs help again!”

A horrible witch called Grizelda wanted to drive the animals out of the forest so she could have it all to herself. Friendship Forest was full of beautiful trees and flowers, with the animals’ beautiful homes dotted among them. Grizelda wanted to turn it into a dark, gloomy place that only a witch would like. The girls and Goldie had managed to stop her evil plans so far, but now Grizelda had new magical helpers—dragons!

With a swish of her tail, Goldie bounded toward the stepping stones and crossed into Brightley Meadow.

Lily and Jess followed her to the lifeless oak tree that stood in the middle of the misty meadow. They knew what was going to happen next!

As Goldie reached the tree, it was suddenly bathed in sunlight. Leaves sprang from the branches and bright-yellow flowers blossomed in the grass below. Butterflies and bees appeared from nowhere and beautiful birdsong echoed all around.

“It’s so exciting when the tree comes to life,” Jess squealed, as letters appeared, carved into the broad trunk. Jess and Lily held hands and read them together. “Friendship Forest!”

As they spoke, a little door with a leaf-shaped handle appeared in the trunk. Jess opened it and Goldie darted into the golden glow that shone inside.

The girls followed her through the door and into the shimmering light. They felt a tingly feeling all over. Lily squeezed Jess’s arm happily, knowing that the tingle meant they were shrinking, just a little bit.

As the golden glow faded, the girls found themselves in a beautiful clearing surrounded by tall trees. Tiny cottages nestled among tree roots, and the warm air was filled with the scent of flowers. They were back in Friendship Forest! And in front of them, standing up with a golden scarf around her neck, was Goldie.

“Hello, girls,” she said.

“Finally we can talk to you!” cried Lily, as both girls hugged her.

“It’s wonderful to be back in the forest,” said Jess. “But is everything okay? Is Grizelda causing trouble?”

Goldie shook her head. “Everything is fine! I brought you here so I could take you to see something special.”

“Ooh, what?” asked Jess excitedly.

“The Rushy River Race!” Goldie cried.

“A boat race!” said Lily. “I can’t wait!”

Goldie bent down to pick up a basket that was tucked in the roots of the Friendship Tree. “I’ve got another surprise for you!” she said with a smile. She opened the lid and the girls peeked inside.

“Mmmm! Blossom buns and watercress sandwiches!” said Lily.

“Cherry bread!” said Jess. “And bottles of strawberry soda—yum!”

“Everyone who goes to the Rushy River Race takes a picnic to share with their friends,” Goldie said, shutting the lid.

Lily and Jess grinned at each other. Going to Friendship Forest was always exciting, but coming for a race and a picnic sounded even better!

“The race is at Willowtree River,” Goldie continued as they walked. “Do you remember our adventure there?”

“Yes, that was when we rescued little Ellie Featherbill,” said Lily, smiling at the thought of the adorable duckling. Maybe they’d see her again today!

As they wandered through Toadstool Glade, Molly Twinkletail the mouse waved to them from the Toadstool Café. “Hello!” she called from the window. The little mouse was sitting inside, eating toffee toast with her mole friend, Lola Velvetnose.

“Hello, Molly!” said Jess and Lily.

Lola’s little pink nose went woffle woffle as she sniffed to discover who Molly was talking to. “I smell honey,” she said, peering through her round purple-framed glasses. “It’s Jess!”

Lily laughed. “Lola always says you smell like honey, Jess,” she said.

Lola’s nose went woffle woffle again. “And that must be you, Lily,” she said. “You smell like strawberries.”

“Thank you, Lola!” Lily said, laughing. “Are you coming to the Rushy River Race?”

“As soon as we’ve finished our toffee toast,” said Molly. “I’m so excited!”

Jess, Lily, and Goldie set off again, passing other animals on their way to the river. Some carried picnic baskets, some had blankets or umbrellas, and everyone was chattering happily.

“What a beautiful day!” said Lily.

“The Shining House makes sure it’s always sunny and warm here,” Jess remembered happily.

“Thanks to you two,” added Goldie.

The Shining House was cared for by the Flufftail squirrel family, who kept its magic working so that warm, bright sunlight always shone beneath the trees.