“Kyra, can I cook the porridge?” asked Chloe Maramalade

“Chloe, you are too little to be at the stove by yourself and cooking, you might set fire to something” said her big sister catiously

“I will not, I am nearly as old as you!”

“Nearly! why there is about a five year gap bettwen us!”

“Not arguing again girls by any chance?” said their father who had just come downstairs holding the mornings edition of The Basswood Herald.

“No” replied both girls, glaring at each other,. They had had this argument several times this week already.

“Just look what Chelsea Blackberry has given us, red wine!” said Lauren Marmalade

“Really, how nice of her, ttttt” replied their Harry Marmalade

“What? Reading the article that burnt porridge is supposed to cure headaches?”

“No, three kitchen fires across the country last week.”

“Oh, terrible isn’t it?”

After breakfast, the arguing started again.

“Kyra, I want to wash up and dry the plates”

“No Chloe, you use the wrong sponge and might drop something. You can help with the cake bowls in the afternoon. You are just too little.”

“I hate washing the cake bowls” growled Chloe quietly

“Er, what was that”? asked Kyra  promptly.

“Fancy arguing about dishwashing! I would be glad not to do it!” said a scornfull voice behind them.

The whole day Chloe had to help her family.

“Chloe! I need those carrots to cut up” called her mother

“Chloe! where are those potatos?” called her sister

“Why can’t I cut carrots and cook potatos?” said now a very bad tempered Chloe

“Because you are too little to use a knife and hot water!” Mother and Kyra Marmalade shouted but then deeply regretted it because…

“FINE! Here are your things, I bet that I am to little to carry them. You never let me do anyhing fun! I always do the boring bits!” shouted Chloe, all of the anger that had been inside her for about a week now bursting out of her.

“Chloe, Kyra has had her turn at doing the boring things aswell as myself and it is only fair that-”

“I don’t care! You are the worst family ever!” Chloe thundered

“You do not mean that”

“I do!”

“Go to be at once Chloe, at once and do not come from bed till tommorow.

As Chloe lay up in bed, she knew that tomorow she would show the grown ups and Kyra what she could do. Yes, she, the too little she, would cook porridge all by herself.

The next morning Chloe got up and mixed the ingredients toghether to make porride, though it was a little lumpy, she still put it on the stove. Chloe then was just about to go to set the table when a strange smell reached her. It smelled like burnt paper, father could not have lit a fire this early. Slowly Chloe turned around, the colour drained from her face. The newspaper had been too close to the gas and it was on fire.

Chloe ran and hid under the table, quivering.

Meanwhile Lauren had also smelt the smell, she gasped when she saw the stove,

“Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiih” she screamed, grabbed the twins ( Kyra and Jack were at the fishers) and ran outside.

Harry Marmalade was now trying to put out the fire and Chloe had fled to hide under her blanket.

After a while the fire was out and Lauren came to Chloes bed.

“Sorry” said Chloe “For everything”

“You are forgiven” said Lauren “For everything”

Then they hugged and Lauren moaned about a terrible headache.

“Well today is your lucky day! Burnt porridge just like that rat Ruby Redfur said in the newspaper!”

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Well, long time, to post! I am going to try to post every weekend because school has started now for several weeks.

Emily

“Allright now, here we are going to open this lovely new shop to our village.”Mayor Trunk announced, ” Yes, I know the shoe shop is not new to us but the sewing bit is so therefore we should still give this shop a nice welcome.”

“Now here is Rebecca or Mrs. Bramble who owns this store and this store would have never been built if it was not for…” (he waved to a group of men)

“for our dear builders, architect and furniture maker, I would now like to use this oppotunity to say thank you to your for giving up your time aaaand ” (It was obvious that the small speech had been well practised)

“If you will do the honours Rebecca” There was a loud snip as the ribbon in the entrance way was cut, the whole village cherred.

After another short speech, the village streemed into the shop.

“Attention please!” Mayor Trunk shouted into the very large amount of sylvanians in the shop, “two families at a time or three smaller ones in the shop at the sama time other wise there is just too much chaos.”

As some of the villagers left the shop, Arabella Treefellow aproached Rebecca, “Um, do you have shoes to fit me?” she asked uncertainly,

“Yes, I will have something.”

“Now you will be size-oh, um, well, it will, um, let me see what I have” Rebecca said, blushing as she went to see her husband.

“Arabella has, um, well, different…”

“Feet? She could just wear slippers couldn’t she?” Eric replied.

Taking a deep breath she went back to Arabella,

“Well I think we do not have shoes your size” she began when Arabella interupted,

“Thats all right, I knew you would not, I was just testing you!” she laughed,

“Arabella! Well, you can however have slippers made for you so you” Rebecca said, leading her to the fabrics, “have red or blue to choose from though we can order some other colour aswell.”

“Ashton! I think I have found you the perfect shoes!” Perkin Fisher called, Rebecca tapped him lightly on the shoulder,

“Ashtons ten isn’t he, so baby shoes are not going to fit him unless he has a four year olds foot size”

“Oh, how humiliating! I am dreadfull with things like shoes, I must be carefull next time I come here, I might be the laughing stock of the village!”

Still CChuckling, Rebecca handed the box of pink shoes to Marie McPurr and shortly afterward the shop was deserted.

“I am so happy for you!” her daughter said to her. All the family was happy for Rebecca though secretly Anna and Maxi would have liked a toy shop better.

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What do you think of the shop? I rather like it =)

Emily

“The great annual book festival is going to be on tomorow and my, I do not think that Sabrina Quilton stands a chance. Not with Anne and Quentin Appleseed working so hard, very popular authors.” droned on Mrs Marmalade, then stopped when Henry Doormouse rushed in,

“Any news?” he asked.

“No, none, but, no news is good news in a way, imagen if…”

“Yes, but we hope for the best, there is a big article on Megan at the front of The Daily Critter .” (The daily critter is a nation wide newspaper)

Chelsea Blackberry felt quite weak with worry now and when she tried to stand up, her muscles failed her. If only Megan would be reunited with herself soon!

In Pumpkin Ville however, Elsebeth Quilton had other ideas. “Tut, tut, tut” she said reading the news paper, “I hope my letter reaches them soon, when Sabrina wins… Now I just have to send a little package to my dear husband Strewet…”

In Basswood Creek Mayor Trunk had come to see Lauren Marmalade, they were talking in low voices.

“A letter just came through, read it” said Mayor Trunk Elsebeth Quilton

“gasp”

“I know”

“Megan Applseed has been kidnapped and if the parents do not want their daughter to leave the country forever then please ensure that the appleseed parents humiliate themselves at the great annual book festival, yours… yours… yours…Notliuq Htebesle!”

“Notliuq Htebesle! That is Elsebeth Quilton backwards, my, the woman is no only selfish but also really um, lets say unimaganative!”

“What?!” Chelsea cried, she had heard every word, while Mayor Trunk tried to sooth her, Lauren went to answer the door.

It was Perkin Fisher the village postman who did not mean to ring the doorbell but just bumped into it, Chelsea who ran after Lauren saw the parcle and was very confused.

“You see, some one removed some of the name tags and one of these parcles” he pointed to a large stack of parcles” were supposed to go to Sylvanian City so I need to bring them all back to the mail center.”

Chelsea screamed , the parcle was moving!

They unwrapped it and Chelsea gasped,

“Megan!”

“Oh Aunt Chelsea, this terrible woman dressed up as you but she really was an elephant and then she locked me in a secret room and then she said that I would be sent to her husband and then she wrapped me up in this parcle and then she said that Sabrina was going to win and and and I was going to live with her parents in a secret location till they were going to get rid of me!” she burst out.

“That explains it, Elsebeth would do anything to be famous” Perkin aswered “but mind you, because of this, she will not be able to enter the competition at all!”

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Megan nowe lives happily with her aunt and has decided to stay in Basswood Creek forever.

Emily

Meanwhile in Pumpkinvilles…

Elesbeth Quilto had dressed Megan in red boys clothes which were not only made of rough, scratchy material but was alos several sizes too small.

Elsebeth led, or dragged Megan down to a secret bathroom where she threw the scared child into an uncomvertable bath tub.

Megan look around wearily at her room. It was litrally a bathroom, a tiny room with just enough room for a bath to fit in. This bathroom was hidden behind a false back of a cuboard in the underground storage room.

Megan screamed, she doubted anyone would hear her but it was worth a try. Elsebeth heard her scream and ran down to the storage room in anger, police officers were next door searching through the houses trying to find Megan and would soon hear her screaming when they came into her house. As quick as a flash Elsebeth tied a scarf around the still screaming Megan and said angrily too herself “That girl is a great nuisance, I will send her off too Sylvanian City tommorow.”

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Happy New Year!

This is only a short story for part two but part three will be a bit longer =)

Emily