“Good job Ginny!” Charlotte congratulated her friend. “That frog was a centimeter away from the bucket!”
“You think so?” Virginia asked as she brushed her dark blonde hair out of her eyes.
“Yeah! You are definitely-”
Right then, Virginia disappeared from the gym. “Ginny? Where’d you go?” There was a puff of smoke, and a moment later, she returned.
“Sorry, that was my little sister. She’s been accepted to be a godmother to some princess.” Virginia said casually. Charlotte’s mouth dropped open.
“Your little sister? A real godmother? Not just in training?”
Yep, she’s really good at magic. She would help me fixed whatever I messed up in a flash.” Virginia said.
“I think you’ve practiced enough,” noticed Charlotte. “Want to head to your house? I just need to ask my mom first.”
“Sure! I’ll go get my broom ready, and you can call your mom.” she said as she headed outside to where her broom was parked. Charlotte tapped her want a few times, then held it to her ear as it began to vibrate. A few seconds later, her mom had picked up her wand. After chatting for a minute, Charlotte hung up. She dashed outside, where Virginia was waiting.
“My mom said sure, and to call her when I wanted to be picked up.”
“Great!” said Virginia. “Now hop on!” Her broom was a glossy light blue, with dark blue twigs. The two wiggled onto it, Virginia in front, Charlotte in back. Virginia kicked off, and they zoomed into the air, flying high above the treetops. They both giggled as the wind blew through their hair. Within minutes, they were at the Slaphappy’s front door. Virginia gazed proudly at her house, with its colorful flower garden and her dad’s dragon, Smoky, sitting on the front steps. Charlotte’s eyes opened wide with pleasure at the sight of the dragon, and she ran up to pet him. Before Virginia could warn her, Smoky sneezed. A cloud of smoke and a burst of flames erupted out of his nose. The smoke quickly parted, revealing Charlotte stomping on the hem of her dress, trying to extinguish the fire on her sunny yellow dress. Seeing as she wasn’t making much progress, Charlotte whipped out her wand and sent a jet of crystal clear water towards the flames, putting them out.
“Are you okay?” Virginia exclaimed, rushing over to Charlotte.
“I have a little- ouch- burn on my hand, and my dress is singed.”
“Oh,” Virginia said with a sigh, relieved it wasn’t worse. “My mom can fix that. Come on!”
Minutes later, Charlotte was sitting in the Slaphappy’s kitchen with Violet slaphappy, who was dabbing some foul-smelling purple goop on to her burn.
“There, that should do the trick.” Virginia’s mom said as she wiped the goo off her own hand. “Ginny, dear, will you please hand me my wand so I can fix Charlotte’s dress?” Virginia passes the wand, decorated with purple swirls, to her mother. Waving the wand in a figure eight motion, Mrs. Slaphappy returned the dress to its original state in the blink of an eye. “Now, who want’s some of my famous Crackleberry Cream Puffs?”
“I do!” the girls exclaimed eagerly. A few minutes later, both of them were happily inhaling the delicious berry creme-filled pastries.
“Do you think you can sleep over?” Virginia questioned Charlotte, who was still deeply involved in a creme puff.
“I was kind of waiting for you to ask!” said Charlotte excitedly, as she swallowed the puff.
“Fantastic! This is going to be so much fun! And, because my sister is away, we will have almost complete privacy!” Virginia exclaimed. “My mom can make the snacks.”
“Yum!” said Charlotte. “I’ll just call my mom to let her know, and then we can do whatever we’d like!”