Bake Off Magic by Kathryn Littlewood

Author:Kathryn Littlewood [Kathryn Littlewood]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2015-04-20T00:00:00+00:00

ROSE GASPED AS she spotted Jacques cowering in a corner.

Mr Butter grabbed a frying pan and was dashing forward to smash it onto Jacques, when Gene pointed at the tall man and shouted, “He’s got Glo-Balls!”

Immediately, all the bakers tackled Mr Butter, and Jacques scampered out of sight.

“Get off of me, you dolts!” Mr Butter shouted. “I don’t have any Glo-Balls!” Mr Kerr rushed forward, flinging the bakers aside like they were nothing more than empty aprons. He set Mr Butter back on his feet, and the bald man brushed at his suit, irritation obvious in each gesture. “I was speaking about Glo-Balls; I didn’t say I had any.”

“Oh, sorry,” Gene said, sheepishly dropping his chin. He turned to Rose and shrugged.

“I’d better not see another mouse in this kitchen,” Mr Butter said, wiping his smudged glasses. “I know you can’t avoid making a mess in here, what with all the fighting over the delicious Mostess treats, and that’s terrific. But you know how much I prize cleanliness as well. So let’s make sure all those crumbs get swept up.”

“Absolutely,” Rose said. “I’m so sorry, Mr Butter. It won’t happen again!”

Mr Butter looked around and saw the cracked red mason jar that had held the Hag o’ the Mist. “I suppose you’ll need another Hag o’ the Mist, then?”

Rose shrugged. “I’m sorry, sir. She … got out of hand.”

“They always do!” Mr Butter laughed. “We’ll send a team to Wales and trap a few more. No problem.”

“Mr Butter,” said Mr Kerr, tapping his watch. “We’re on a tight schedule. They’ll be here soon.”

Mr Butter made a pouty face. “Ah, well. I’d love to stay and chat, but we’ve got to toodle,” he said, following Mr Kerr back to the golf cart and folding his skinny frame back into the passenger seat. “Oh, and Rose!”

“Yes?” she said tentatively.

“You’re doing such a wonderful job, why don’t we see if we can’t speed up our rate of recipe perfection, shall we? I bet you can work out the kinks for recipe number three, Dinky Doodle Doughnuts, by later this evening!” He glanced down at his watch. “Why, it’s not even seven! The night is young!”

“I don’t know …” Rose began.

“I’m sure your parents would really appreciate it,” he added, grinning, as the golf cart descended out of sight. “I’ll be back to check on you before bedtime. Ta ta!”

The doors in the floor whispered shut and everyone in the room sighed and slumped down.

“Great job, you guys,” Rose said to the bakers, who let loose a collective groan of indigestion.

Suddenly, two figures emerged from the enormous tub of sprinkles sitting by the wall. One of the figure’s heads was covered with sprinkle-covered spikes – Ty. The other was Sage. Both were completely coated head to toe in party-coloured sprinkles. They wiped sprinkles away from the space where their eyes would be, then blinked at everyone in the room.

“Why didn’t you guys just hide in the Bakers’ Quarters like I told you?” Rose asked as Ty and Sage struggled out of the vat, dripping like swamp things.

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