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crazily around Alex and Tessa’s heads.
The newlyweds ducked, throwing up their arms in self-defence.
‘Shoo!’ Ivy yelled, starting forward and waving her arms. ‘Go away!’
But the bird followed after Alex and Tessa, cawing louder. They both spun to try to escape it – and Alex’s leg caught in Tessa’s torn skirt. Her arm windmilled as she searched
for balance . . . and their heads crashed straight into each other.
The royal couple fell to the ground in a tangled heap, while the bird wheeled away with one last
caw
!
‘Are you OK?’ Striding forward gracefully, Reiko reached them first.
Ivy and Olivia were right behind her, all of them helping the stunned couple to their feet. As Tessa dusted down her dress, she gave a shaky laugh.
‘If I didn’t know better,’ she said, ‘I’d think this trip was cursed!’
Oh, no.
Olivia didn’t dare look at Ivy . . . or the bag with the fake pashmina inside.
‘You’re probably just imagining it,’ Ivy said. Her voice sounded strangled.
‘It’s true,’ Olivia added quickly. ‘Jet-lag can do weird things to people. Trust me – I’ve been flying around so much these last few months, I’m not
entirely sure this isn’t just a really strange dream!’
Ivy gave an unconvincing chuckle. ‘That would make it your fault I’m living a hell as a Vorld-Vide-Veb-joke, huh?’
Alex clapped one hand over his mouth, but his snicker escaped anyway. Tessa let out a muffled snort.
‘Oh, no . . .’ Ivy stared at them. ‘Are you telling me that even
you guys
have seen it?’
‘Um . . .’ Tessa pressed her lips together, but her eyes were sparkling with suppressed laughter.
‘Well,’ Alex said, ‘I wouldn’t say we’ve seen
all
the different versions online yet . . .’
‘But there are so many,’ Tessa said apologetically, ‘they’re just very hard to miss!’
‘And there are some really
good
ones,’ Alex added. His grin broke through as he dug his smartphone out of his pocket. ‘Here, I bookmarked my favourite.’ He held
out the phone, and Olivia, Reiko and Ivy peered at it together.
Yet again, they looked at ‘Ivy’s’ beaming face above her goth gown . . . and this time, the caption read:
‘Half-price Marshmallow Platelets . . . Oh
yeah!’
Ivy groaned. ‘I can’t take many more of these!’
‘OK.’ Still smiling, Alex slid the phone back into his pocket. ‘But anyway . . . if you guys are going to the museum, maybe we could tag along?’
‘Oh, yes!’ Tessa nodded enthusiastically. ‘We need to do
something
fun to improve the day. And I’d love to see my pashmina hanging up there!’
Uh-oh.
Olivia felt Ivy’s arm stiffen under her hand. She thought fast. ‘Erm . . . we’re not actually going to the museum right now.’
‘Really?’ Alex blinked, looking from Olivia to the museum’s front door, only fifteen feet away. ‘But –’
‘It’s locked up!’ Ivy said hastily. ‘Until this weekend. And Albert would
never
let us in out-of-hours!’
Tessa frowned. ‘Who’s Albert?’
‘The caretaker,’ Olivia explained. ‘You must have seen him last night, or when you visited the museum before. You know, the vampire who always wears jogging outfits?’
‘Sorry,’ said Ivy, doing her best sad-face. ‘The museum is definitely off-limits today.’
‘Oh, that’s right, I just remembered!’ Reiko chimed in. ‘Perhaps we should go and catch a game instead?’
Ivy looked like she was preparing her death-squint, so Olivia stepped in. ‘I think we could all do with something to eat.’ She clapped her hands decisively. ‘Come on.
Let’s go to . . . Mister Smoothie’s!’
Ivy’s death-squint was immediately turned on Olivia, but she ignored it.
‘Mister . . . Smoothie’s?’ Tessa’s brow crinkled in a frown. ‘Is that some kind of café?’
‘You’ll love it,’ Olivia told her, trying to sound breezy.
And it’s on the other side of town – far away from the museum.
‘It’s just what you
need to
The newlyweds ducked, throwing up their arms in self-defence.
‘Shoo!’ Ivy yelled, starting forward and waving her arms. ‘Go away!’
But the bird followed after Alex and Tessa, cawing louder. They both spun to try to escape it – and Alex’s leg caught in Tessa’s torn skirt. Her arm windmilled as she searched
for balance . . . and their heads crashed straight into each other.
The royal couple fell to the ground in a tangled heap, while the bird wheeled away with one last
caw
!
‘Are you OK?’ Striding forward gracefully, Reiko reached them first.
Ivy and Olivia were right behind her, all of them helping the stunned couple to their feet. As Tessa dusted down her dress, she gave a shaky laugh.
‘If I didn’t know better,’ she said, ‘I’d think this trip was cursed!’
Oh, no.
Olivia didn’t dare look at Ivy . . . or the bag with the fake pashmina inside.
‘You’re probably just imagining it,’ Ivy said. Her voice sounded strangled.
‘It’s true,’ Olivia added quickly. ‘Jet-lag can do weird things to people. Trust me – I’ve been flying around so much these last few months, I’m not
entirely sure this isn’t just a really strange dream!’
Ivy gave an unconvincing chuckle. ‘That would make it your fault I’m living a hell as a Vorld-Vide-Veb-joke, huh?’
Alex clapped one hand over his mouth, but his snicker escaped anyway. Tessa let out a muffled snort.
‘Oh, no . . .’ Ivy stared at them. ‘Are you telling me that even
you guys
have seen it?’
‘Um . . .’ Tessa pressed her lips together, but her eyes were sparkling with suppressed laughter.
‘Well,’ Alex said, ‘I wouldn’t say we’ve seen
all
the different versions online yet . . .’
‘But there are so many,’ Tessa said apologetically, ‘they’re just very hard to miss!’
‘And there are some really
good
ones,’ Alex added. His grin broke through as he dug his smartphone out of his pocket. ‘Here, I bookmarked my favourite.’ He held
out the phone, and Olivia, Reiko and Ivy peered at it together.
Yet again, they looked at ‘Ivy’s’ beaming face above her goth gown . . . and this time, the caption read:
‘Half-price Marshmallow Platelets . . . Oh
yeah!’
Ivy groaned. ‘I can’t take many more of these!’
‘OK.’ Still smiling, Alex slid the phone back into his pocket. ‘But anyway . . . if you guys are going to the museum, maybe we could tag along?’
‘Oh, yes!’ Tessa nodded enthusiastically. ‘We need to do
something
fun to improve the day. And I’d love to see my pashmina hanging up there!’
Uh-oh.
Olivia felt Ivy’s arm stiffen under her hand. She thought fast. ‘Erm . . . we’re not actually going to the museum right now.’
‘Really?’ Alex blinked, looking from Olivia to the museum’s front door, only fifteen feet away. ‘But –’
‘It’s locked up!’ Ivy said hastily. ‘Until this weekend. And Albert would
never
let us in out-of-hours!’
Tessa frowned. ‘Who’s Albert?’
‘The caretaker,’ Olivia explained. ‘You must have seen him last night, or when you visited the museum before. You know, the vampire who always wears jogging outfits?’
‘Sorry,’ said Ivy, doing her best sad-face. ‘The museum is definitely off-limits today.’
‘Oh, that’s right, I just remembered!’ Reiko chimed in. ‘Perhaps we should go and catch a game instead?’
Ivy looked like she was preparing her death-squint, so Olivia stepped in. ‘I think we could all do with something to eat.’ She clapped her hands decisively. ‘Come on.
Let’s go to . . . Mister Smoothie’s!’
Ivy’s death-squint was immediately turned on Olivia, but she ignored it.
‘Mister . . . Smoothie’s?’ Tessa’s brow crinkled in a frown. ‘Is that some kind of café?’
‘You’ll love it,’ Olivia told her, trying to sound breezy.
And it’s on the other side of town – far away from the museum.
‘It’s just what you
need to
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