Amelia Fang and the Lost Yeti Treasures. Laura Ellen Anderson
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Название: Amelia Fang and the Lost Yeti Treasures
Автор: Laura Ellen Anderson
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Учебная литература
isbn: 9781405293938
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‘IT’S A TOP SECRET RECIPE. ME DAD DIDN’T TELL ANYONE – NOT EVEN ME!’ said Clemence. ‘SO, WHEN ’E PASSED, THE RECIPE WENT WIV ’IM. THE CHEEKY WOTSIT.’
‘Well, that makes it EXTRA special!’ said Amelia before taking another sip and feeling herself rise upwards, bottom-first.
‘EXACTLY!’ said Clemence, then she turned to Tangine. ‘I BELIEVE YOU’RE STAYING IN TERRENCE’S OLD ROOM! NOW THAT’S AN HONOUR,’ she said.
‘Ah! I wondered who the old yeti in all the pictures was!’ said Tangine. ‘Well, he can sure make a great brew!’ He raised his cup of belch with a grin.
‘I DO MISS ’IM LOADS!’ said Clemence. ‘BUT AT LEAST ’E LIVES ON THROUGH ’IS SUPER-BELCH, AND WHAT BETTER WAY TO APPRECIATE IT THAN WIV FAMILY AND FRIENDS, EH?’ She gulped her cup of super-belch down in one and float-cartwheeled into the centre of the room. ‘COME ON KIDS, LET’S DO SOME FLOATY PRANCING!’’
By midnight, the birthnight celebrations were in full swing. There were entertainers from all over the kingdoms, including a leprechaun jig teacher called Mr McMarvellous, a toad top-hat maker called Sir Ribbit and a famous uni-angel-bunny artist, Clifford Harris.
‘YOU WON’T FIND ANYONE IN ALL THE KINGDOMS AS GOOD AT PAINTING YETIS AS CLIFFORD,’ said Florence’s dad. ‘E’S WELL KNOWN FOR ’IS BRILLIANT USE OF GLITTER PAINTS. CLEMENCE WAS SO ’APPY WE COULD BOOK ’IM IN!’
‘I use only the finest glitter paints mixed with the freshest fire tears of the most majestic Flamingo-dragons,’ pronounced Clifford. He stroked his glittery beard in deep thought, then prepared a new blank canvas. ‘Who is my first subject?’ he asked.
Tangine, who had been stuffing his face with pickled eyeballs, shouted, ‘ME!’ He marched across the room, spreading himself out on the chaise-longue in front of Clifford’s easel, before placing a hand on his forehead.
‘Draw me like one of your yetis,’ he said airily.
Whilst Tangine had his portrait done, Amelia and Grimaldi were digging into the delightfully disgusting feast.
‘Galloping goblins,’ said Amelia. ‘I still haven’t told Florence about the pumpkin patch party!’
‘Best do it now,’ said Grimaldi, looking a little worried. ‘Just in case she starts making plans for us tomorrow.’
‘I’ll do it, don’t worry,’ said Amelia, swallowing a pickled eyeball. ‘I’m having such fun, I wish I didn’t have to leave early. But I really want to go to the pumpkin patch party too. I’m sure Florence will understand.’
‘UNDERSTAND WHAT?’ said Florence, making Amelia jump again.
‘Bothering batwings, Florence,’ gasped Amelia. ‘You keep making me jump with your soundless prancing!’
Florence puffed out her chest proudly. ‘TOP NOTCH PRANCER, ME! SO, WHAT’S UP?’
‘Well, you know that it’s the Pumpkineers’ pumpkin patch party tomorrow?’ said Amelia.
‘OH, IS IT?’ said Florence, before gulping down a mug full of super-belch and floating towards the ceiling bum-first.
‘Well, I’d really like to go along since it’s a special party to welcome all the new Pumpkineers,’ called Amelia. ‘So would it be okay if I asked your dad to call my mum so she can pick me up a bit –’
‘WHAT?!’ said Florence. ‘I CAN’T ’EAR YOU FROM UP ’ERE . . . SPEAK UP!’
Amelia raised her voice. ‘I need to leave a night –’
‘BUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRP,’ Florence bellowed, before slowly floating back down to ground level. ‘SORRY ’BOUT THAT . . . I FORGOT ’OW STRONG THAT SUPER-BELCH IS! OKAY, WHAT WERE YOU SAYING?’
Amelia tried again. ‘So, at moonrise tomorrow, I need to lea—’
But before she could finish, a horde of ancient yetis gathered around the food table and began singing loudly.
‘HAPPY BIRTHNIGHT TO YOUUUUU
FULL OF GLITTER AND GOOOOOO
WE HOPE IT’S A NIGHTMARE
WITH MANY LUMPS IN YOUR STEEEEW!’
Florence’s dad brought in a HUGE mud-worm cake, decorated with three hundred and fifty lit candles. It looked as though the whole thing was on fire.
‘Make a wish! Make a wish!’ said a small stout yeti, before marching right up to Grand-yeti Clemence and yelling, ‘MAKE IT!’ in her face.
Clemence sucked in a huge breath, then blew with all her might. A few yetis had to duck as the candle flames went soaring across the room. Everyone cheered, coughed and spluttered as Grand-yeti Clemence closed her eyes tight and made her wish.
The mud-worm cake was shared out amongst the yetis, then Florence drank another mouthful of super-belch, and floated above the crowd. She cleared her throat to get their attention, then said proudly.
‘I JUST WANNA SAY A BIG ’APPY BIRTHNIGHT TO MY GRAND-YETI CLEMENCE. ’ERE’S TO ANUVVA FREE ’UNDRED AND FIFTY YEARS!’
Everyone raised their arms, then bum-bumped each other and made a toast, ‘TOOOOOO CLEMENCE!’
Florence continued. ‘AND I’M SO ’APPY TO BE ABLE TO SPEND THIS ’OLE WEEKEND WIV MY MY BESTEST FRIENDS IN THE ENTIRE KINGDOMS.’ She smiled at Amelia, Grimaldi and Tangine. ‘FANKS FOR COMING ’ERE WIV ME. WE’RE GONNA ’AVE SO MUCH FUN!’ Florence burped loudly, the yetis cheered, and she floated back down to ground level.
Uh oh, thought Amelia. She really needed to tell Florence about having to leave the party early!
But that was going to have to wait. A yeti grabbed Amelia’s hand and before she knew it, she was being dragged on to the dance floor to perform a traditional yeti prance.
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