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“This is no dream!” she insisted. “You must come. But there’s a problem.” She shuffled her tiny feet. “The Big Bad Wolf ate the invitation. And the evil queen spilled glitter glue on the glass slipper. And Rumpelstiltskin… well, he turned the carriage into a giant zucchini.”

I blinked. “Is this a dream? Because in my dreams, I usually have better hair.” dork diaries once upon a dork

Everyone unfroze, pointed, and laughed.

She turned red. “It’s a prop !”

Because sitting on the end of my bed was a fairy. Not a cute, sparkly Tinker Bell fairy. This one looked like she’d just wrestled a cat and lost. Her wings were made of crinkled notebook paper, her wand was a chewed-up pen cap, and her tiny dress was a recycled gum wrapper. “This is no dream

“At least our carriage isn’t a giant zucchini,” I shot back. “The Big Bad Wolf ate the invitation

I knew I had to call in the cavalry.