The Notion Potion by Chris O'Dowd & Nick Vincent Murphy

Author:Chris O'Dowd & Nick Vincent Murphy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Macmillan Children's Books
Published: 2017-10-05T00:00:00+00:00

Meanwhile, on the imaginary quest, we had abandoned the Cliffs of Death and decided to try a different route instead – through the Mines of Misfortune. These were a network of huge caves and tunnels that had been carved inside the great mountain and allowed us to climb towards the peak while avoiding the blizzard outside and the enormous dragon.

However, there was one downside: we weren’t alone inside that hollow mountain. And every so often we’d hear footsteps skittering around in the shadows, or a menacing cackle coming from some dark corner.

‘What was that?’ whispered Crunchie nervously, glancing around.

‘Crunchie!’ I yelled up at him. ‘Focus! Is the rope secure?’

Crunchie glanced down at Wilbert and me, as we waited on a rock far below. He held the long rope in his hands and readied himself to take the strain.

‘Got it!’ he called. ‘Climb on up!’

I knew that the Wonkey wouldn’t be able to climb the rope with his useless hoofs, so I told him to hop on my back. When he mounted me, I nearly fell flat on my face, but somehow I managed to stay on my feet, and slowly began to climb the rope.

Inch by inch, I hauled us upward, with Wilbert’s front legs wrapped around my neck. I didn’t dare look down at the terrifying drop beneath us. Spiky rocks protruded from the ground where armies of woodlice crawled. I know that woodlice are basically harmless, but they really freak me out. With all their little legs. And their name – they’re the lice of wood. Tree-nits, people! That’s what they are. Tree-nits!!

‘Whatever you do, don’t let go!’ I hollered up at Crunchie.

‘You can count on me, Sean!’ he assured me.

But the person that I couldn’t count on was Padraic O’Dwyer. Back home in Boyle, he’d just done his morning stretches and was now in the midst of his daily ear-pick. He rooted around with his finger for several minutes until he managed to extract an unusually large ball of wax.

‘Look, Crunchie! I finally got it out!’ he exclaimed. ‘It’s even bigger than we thought!’

He held up his finger, but there was no ‘Oooh, blimey, that’s a beauty!’ from Crunchie, to Padraic’s disappointment.

‘Crunchie?’ he called, as he began to imagine his IF. ‘Where are you? You don’t want to miss this!’

POP!

Crunchie appeared before him, holding a long rope, and . . .

‘Arrrrrgghhhhh!’ I shrieked, as Wilbert and I fell like stones through the great cave, plummeting towards the sharp rocks and freaky tree-nits.

But as we tumbled through the air, Wilbert stuck out his powerful back paws and managed to grab hold of a rocky outcrop. Our descent suddenly came to a halt, and now it was me clinging to his neck.

‘Oh, Wilbert! Thank you! You saved us!’ I gasped, and hugged him tightly. ‘I knew this trip would lead to some quality Wonkey-IF time!’

He honked happily and wagged his tail.

‘How can I ever repay you?’ I asked.

He pointed at his udders hopefully.

‘Eh. Now?’

But just then, we heard footsteps and evil cackles drawing closer.

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