“I wish for ice cream,” Dionne said.
“What?” Elvis asked sitting on a struggling Frankie.
“You said to make a wish. I wish for ice cream.”
“No, you foolish dragon. Breathe fire on Frankie.”
“Then can I get ice cream?”
“Get off me you stupid elf!” Frankie fought to throw Elivs off her.
“Dionne, please. I’m sure Mabel will write in ice cream for you. Just breathe fire on Frankie. I can’t hold her down forever. If she breaks loose she will erase us!”
“But if I breathe fire on her, I’ll be erasing her. Then I’ll be an eraser,” Dionne burst into tears. “I don’t want to be an eraser! Waaaaa! Hic!” Dionne’s crying brought on a case of the hiccups. Her second hiccup came out as a ball of fire.
“Yes! That’s it! Just aim your hiccups this way!” Elvis cheered.
A teary Dionne turned toward Elvis. “What? Hic!”
Elvis dove off Frankie just as Dionne’s fire ball hit square in the center of Elvis’s cloak sending up a plume of smoke.
“Whoa! Those are some hiccups,” Elvis said with a low whistle.
They stared at the blanket. It was scorched but otherwise in tact. The figure underneath was still.
“Is Frankie okay Elvis?” Dionne asked.
The figure below began to move and the cloak slowly slid off to reveal a dazed and confused Frankie. She was dressed in her fairy dress and wearing her wings. She shook her head and flapped her wings. Fairy dust fluttered all around them.
“What happened?” Frankie asked rubbing her head.
“What’s the last thing you remember?”
“I was visiting my sister in her story Summer in Fairy Land when I was hit in the head from behind. How did I get here? What story is this?”
Dionne bear-hugged Frankie sending dust all over. “I thought you weren’t yourself! I’m so glad you’re back!”
More and more words filled the pages. Pages began flipping. Characters returned; confused at first, but happy to be back in place again.
“II think it’s safe to go back to our stories now,” Elvis said.
“How do you know?”
Elvis pointed to the last two words….