Whatever After #4: Dream On by Mlynowski Sarah

Author:Mlynowski, Sarah [Mlynowski, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2013-11-26T08:00:00+00:00

It takes me about five times as long as the others, but eventually I climb to the teeny, tiny top. When all three of us are steady, Bri rings the doorbell.

Since the door is all glass, we know someone’s there. We see a woman sitting at her kitchen table sipping a cup of tea. I guess it’s the fairy Shaznay. She’s about my mom’s age, maybe a little younger, and she’s wearing a strapless white dress. She has light-brown skin and her brown hair is pulled back in a tight French braid.

She glances up and sees us looking at her.

A clear disadvantage to having a glass house is that you can’t pretend you’re not home.

Luckily, Shaznay seems happy to see us and hurries over to open the door. “Princess Brianna,” she says warmly. “I haven’t seen you since you were a baby. Come in, come in. Would you like some tea?”

People in the Kingdom of Rose really really like tea.

I step onto the glass floor and instantly wish I was back on the rope ladder. It feels like I’m stepping on ice that could break at any moment. Do not look down, I tell myself. Do. Not. Look. Down.

“No thank you,” Bri says. “These are my commoner friends Abby and Jonah,” she adds. I resist the urge to roll my eyes. “We’re here to ask for your help. Remember the spell you did back when I was a baby? To make me not die?”

“Of course I do,” Shaznay says, sitting back down.

“It got messed up,” I say. Then I grip the side of the kitchen table in case the floor cracks.

Which doesn’t make sense if you think about it. If the floor cracks, the table is going down, too.

“But you’re alive,” the fairy says to Bri. “So something worked.”

Bri nods. “I am alive, but I need you to put me back to sleep. Can you make me another spell? We need two spells, actually.”

“Three,” I correct.

“Three spells?” Shaznay huffs. “Is there an occasion I’m being invited to? I don’t grant wifticals for no reason.”

“Wifticals?” I repeat. Did I hear her right? I’m pretty sure that is not a word.

“It’s a shorter way of saying magical wish gifts,” Shaznay explains.

Jonah scrunches his eyebrows. “Shouldn’t that be ma-wish-fts?”

“Wifticals sounds better,” Shaznay insists.

I can’t help but agree.

“It was my fifteenth birthday a few weeks ago,” Bri says.

Shaznay shakes her head. “You already had a wiftical party, Princess Brianna. You can’t have another one. It’s one wiftical party per person. That’s the law of the land. So unless someone else is having a birthday, I’m afraid I can’t help you.”

I need to do something. “It’s Jonah’s birthday, too!” I blurt.

Jonah looks surprised. “It is?”

I elbow him in the side. “It is!” Or it will be in July. Unfortunately, it’s not July in Smithville or Rose right now.

He nods. “It is! I’m turning —”

I expect him to say eight.

“— ten.”

I roll my eyes. He’s ten? I’m ten! Jonah is seven. Shaznay is never going to

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