My Epic Fairy Tale Fail by Anna Staniszewski

Author:Anna Staniszewski
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc.
Published: 2013-01-16T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

“Anthony!” I cried. “We need you!”

Trish looked ready to faint. “Melissa has to be okay! She just has to!”

“She’ll be fine,” I said, hoping that was true. At least she was still breathing.

A minute later—Pop!—Anthony appeared in front of us. When he spotted Melissa spread out on the ground, he dropped the carrot he was holding. Then he got to work, pulling all sorts of foul-smelling medicines from the pouch around his waist. A couple minutes later, the color was already starting to creep back into Melissa’s cheeks.

“She’ll be just fine,” Anthony announced. Then he saw my bleeding ankle. “Looks like I missed some serious fun.”

I let out a hysterical hyena laugh. “I guess you could say that.”

As Anthony started bandaging my leg, I couldn’t help looking out at the lake wistfully. The monster was gone, and with it the magical object. I’d take Melissa over an object any day, but that meant I’d have to find some other way to complete the task.

A second later, Melissa opened her eyes and smiled up at us. “That was awesome,” she whispered.

I didn’t know whether to smack her or to hug her. “Are you okay?” I asked.

“Are you kidding?” she said, slowly propping herself up on her elbow. “I’m great. That was the most exciting thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“You idiot!” said Trish, lovingly swatting Melissa’s arm. “You almost died.”

“No way,” said Melissa. “And even if I had, at least it would’ve been worth it.”

“What are you talking about?” I said. Maybe the lack of air had scrambled her brain.

“Ta-da!” said Melissa. She pulled something long and metal out of the pocket of her sopping-wet jeans.

My mouth fell open. “Is that—?”

“The second object!” she said, smiling triumphantly. “I snatched it out of Nessie’s tail when he first grabbed me.”

This time I didn’t hesitate before throwing my arms around Melissa and hugging her tightly. After I finally let her go, I carefully examined the object. “But what is it?”

The metal was woven into a flat, round shape on one end, and then it extended down and formed a handle on the other end. It almost looked like a fly swatter.

Even Trish, who was usually full of ideas, had no clue what it could be. The shape of the object looked familiar, but I couldn’t figure out where I’d seen something like it before.

“I guess Ilda will have to tell us when we bring it to her,” said Melissa.

“Are you kidding?” I said. “No way. You guys aren’t staying with me. I’m having Anthony take you home.”

Melissa stared at me. “What are you talking about? I’m fine. We can keep going.”

“She’s right, Jenny,” said Trish. She glanced at the bandage on my leg, and I could tell she was still a little shaken up. “Okay, maybe we won’t go on the final task with you. But at least let us go back to the village and talk to some more people. This could be our only chance!”

“You mean talk to the villagers who chased after us with pitchforks? That’s probably not the best idea.

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