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  Sarah, Rachel, and Kirsty glanced at each other in dismay. But at that moment, a cold wind swirled out of nowhere, and an icy figure appeared behind the goblins.

  “It’s Jack Frost!” Kirsty cried. “He’s behind you.”

  “I told you, you can’t fool us that easily,” insisted the goblin with the flag.

  Jack Frost crossed his arms behind the gloating goblins. He looked furious. “GIVE ME THAT FLAG!” he bellowed.

  Unable to believe their ears, the goblins spun around to face Jack Frost.

  “GIVE ME THAT FLAG!” Jack Frost roared again. And he waved his wand, shooting icy lightning bolts all around the clearing.

  Pale with fright, the goblins scattered, diving behind rocks and tree trunks.

  The goblin holding the flag was so scared that he dropped it on the ground in front of Jack Frost, and then jumped into the middle of a bush.

  Sarah, Rachel, and Kirsty also dashed behind a tree, dodging flying lightning bolts all the way.

  “I’ve had enough of this!” Jack Frost snapped, picking up the flag. “I’ve been sitting in my castle, calling for my slippers, but nobody brought them! And why?” He shook the flag. “Because all my goblins ran off to search for this silly flag!”

  He quickly rounded up his goblins. They stood very sheepishly in front of him.

  “Please, sir,” the biggest goblin said. “Now that we have the flag, we can all go back to the ice castle, and we’ll bring you your slippers whenever you want!”

  Sarah looked discouraged. “We can’t let Jack Frost take the flag back to his ice castle,” she said anxiously. “We have to stop him.”

  Rachel and Kirsty exchanged a determined look, and then stepped bravely from behind the tree. Their knees shook as Jack Frost glared at them.

  “If you take the flag back to your castle, the goblins will have so much fun they’ll start playing pranks again,” Rachel told Jack Frost. “Have you forgotten about that trick they played, when the bucket of water fell on your head?”

  Jack Frost frowned.

  “And when you ask for your slippers, the goblins will probably fill them with mud as a joke!” Kirsty added. “Are you sure you want the flag?”

  Jack Frost looked furious but thoughtful. He was clearly thinking about what the girls had said.

  Rachel and Kirsty waited, trying not to shiver in the freezing air. What would Jack Frost decide?

  Suddenly, Jack Frost stepped forward. “Take the flag!” he snapped, handing it to Rachel. “But the fairies must promise to keep the Fun Day Flags safe, and never ever let the goblins touch them again!” He glared at Sarah. “Do you promise?” he demanded.

  Sarah grinned. “I promise,” she replied firmly.

  Jack Frost nodded and turned to his troop of goblins. “Quick, march!” he shouted.

  Sarah, Kirsty, and Rachel couldn’t help smiling as the goblins trudged after Jack Frost, looking extremely disappointed.

  “Thank you, girls.” Sarah laughed. “Now I have my precious flag back!” She waved her wand over it and the flag immediately shrank down to its Fairyland size.

  “What happened to the magic kite?” asked Kirsty, staring up into the air.

  “It dissolved magically in the breeze,” Sarah explained with a smile. “And now, why don’t you come back to Fairyland with me to give everyone the good news?”

  “We’d love to,” Rachel replied. “But my parents will start wondering where we are soon.”

  “Don’t worry, I can send you back so that hardly any time has passed in the human world,” the little fairy promised. And, with a flick of Sarah’s wand, Kirsty and Rachel became fairies again. The friends found themselves zooming along with Sarah, over the pretty toadstool houses of Fairyland.

  Looking down, the girls could see lots of fairies in the palace gardens.

  “What’s happening?” Rachel asked curiously.

  “They’re having a picnic!” Sarah giggled.

  As they flew closer to the ground, Kirsty and Rachel could see that the fairies, including King Oberon and Queen Titania, were sitting in the Time Tower courtyard on soft blankets spun from threads of silvery cobwebs. The fairies were surrounded by golden plates piled with sandwiches, cakes, and cookies. But the girls could see that nobody was having much fun.

  “Look!” cried Francis the frog, hurrying forward with the Book of Days in his arms. “It’s Sarah, Rachel, and Kirsty. They have the Sunday Fun Flag!”

  The fairies clapped joyfully as Sarah and the girls fluttered to the ground.

  “Welcome, Rachel and Kirsty,” Queen Titania said sweetly. “Once again, we cannot thank you enough for all your help!”

  “And now Sarah must recharge her wand with Fun Day magic,” King Oberon added, “or Sunday will be over and we won’t have had any fun at all!”

  Everyone watched as Sarah ran over to stand at the center of the giant clock in the middle of the courtyard. Meanwhile, Francis hopped quickly inside the Time Tower. A moment later everyone cheered as he hauled the Sunday flag to the top of the flagpole.

  “Here comes the Fun Day magic!” Kirsty said to Rachel when the sun’s rays struck the flag.

  Sarah held up her wand. As the magical rays streamed down toward her, the wand began to fizz with silver sparkles. “Now Sundays can be fun again!” Sarah cried.

  She pointed her wand at the courtyard and sent a sparkling cloud of Fun Day magic showering over the whole picnic.

  Suddenly, shiny paper chains and glittery balloons decorated the trees, and a huge plate of fairy cakes with pink, blue, yellow, and green icing appeared in a flash of magic.

  “Thanks to you, girls, we have all our Fun Day Flags again,” Queen Titania said as the seven Fun Day Fairies gathered around her.

  “And the Book of Days is back to normal, too,” declared Francis happily as he hurried out of the Time Tower.

  “You must join our picnic,” King Oberon added.

  “Thank you,” Rachel said gratefully. “But we have our own picnic to eat back at Windy Lake. We don’t want to spoil our appetites.”

  King Oberon smiled. “Oh, but think how small one of our fairy cakes will be when you’re human-sized again!” he pointed out.

  The girls laughed and took a fairy cake each. As they ate, they watched the fairies dancing. They even got to join in playing party games. Everyone was having so much fun that Kirsty and Rachel were sorry when it was time to leave.

  “Sarah will go with you to the human world to put some Fun Day magic back into Sunday,” Queen Titania told them. “And look out for a special fairy surprise back at the lake!”

  “Thank you again, my dears,” said King Oberon. “And good-bye for now.”

  All the fairies clustered around Kirsty and Rachel. “Good-bye, and thank you!” they cried.

  Then Sarah waved her wand, and she, Kirsty, and Rachel left for Windy Lake in a mist of magic sparkles.

  “Let’s find the blanket, Rachel,” said Kirsty, as they arrived back at the Walkers’ car.

  “I have some Fun Day magic work to do,” said Sarah, spinning happily in the air. “Good-bye, Kirsty and Rachel.”

  The two friends waved as the tiny fairy fluttered away. Then they collected the picnic blanket from the car and hurried back to the lake.

  As the girls neared their picnic spot, Buttons rushed up to meet them, followed by Rachel’s dad.

  “Girls,” Mr. Walker called breathlessly, “look what just landed near us!” He held out two beautiful kites. One was pink, the other yellow, and they glittered in the sun, just like the Fun Day Flags. Both the kites had long, rainbow-colored tails.

  “Read the messages on them,” Mr. Walker insisted.

  The girls saw that both kites had messages tied to their tails. The messages read:

  Whoever finds this kite

  may keep it as a prize.

  We hope it brings delight,

  swooping through the skies!

  “Isn’t that lucky?” Rachel’s dad smiled at the
m. “You can each have a kite! Do you want to try them out now?”

  Rachel and Kirsty grinned at each other, knowing that this must be the surprise that the Fairy Queen had promised them. They both felt very lucky to have such wonderful fairy friends!

  Rachel and Kirsty have rescued all of the Fun Day Flags, but they still have lots of fairy adventures to come! Check out this special sneak peek of

  Mrs. Tate popped her head around the door. “Are you ready, girls?” she asked. “It’s time to leave for the Christmas Fair.”

  “Coming, Mom,” Kirsty said, jumping up.

  “I’m really glad I could come and visit,” said Rachel Walker, as she followed her best friend into the hall to get their coats. Rachel was visiting over Christmas break. Her parents were picking her up on Christmas Eve.

  “Me, too,” Kirsty replied. “You’re going to love the fair. And who knows, maybe we’ll see a Christmas fairy!”

  Rachel and Kirsty thought they were the luckiest girls in the world, because they had become friends with the fairies! Whenever the fairies were in trouble, they asked the girls for help.

  “I forgot to tell you!” Kirsty said, pulling on her boots. “Every year, someone from my school is chosen to be the fair’s Christmas King or Queen. This year, it’s my friend Molly.”

  “Wow!” said Rachel, smiling. “I’d love to be Christmas Queen!”

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