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busy woman after all!’ She then whispered, not very quietly, ‘Plus, I do find your Drakey terribly drab . . .’

      The count spluttered indignantly.

      Aunt Lavitora opened the door. ‘Monroe!’ she said to her crow. ‘Please fly ahead and tell Professor McShady I’m on my way.’

      ‘I’ll see you later then! ’ called Countess Frivoleeta, but Lavitora was already at the end of the path. The countess sighed. Amelia thought she looked a little bit relieved but decided not to say anything. Count Drake, on the other hand, made his feelings quite clear as he fist-pumped the air.

      ‘Right, your father and I have a list as long as a bogeyman’s snot trail to get through before the new baby arrives!’ said the countess. She placed a hand on Amelia’s shoulder and smiled. ‘Are you sure you don’t mind taking care of the caticorns, my little pimple-popper?’

      ‘Not a problem!’ said Amelia.

      ‘AN’ WE’RE ’ERE TO ’ELP TOO!’ said Florence with a salute.

      ‘Yup!’ said Grimaldi, spinning his scythe and almost knocking a picture off the wall.

      ‘You’re all disastrously delightful. Thank you!’ said Countess Frivoleeta, tears welling up in her eyes. Then she turned to Count Drake and cleared her throat. ‘Before I start crying again, you grab the orange paint for the baby’s room, and the Foot Fudge.’

      ‘Why do we need the Foot Fudge?’ asked Count Drake.

      ‘For me to eat whilst I watch you paint, of course!’

      Amelia’s mum and dad headed out of the hall, leaving Amelia, Florence and Grimaldi with the caticorns. Squashy waggled his stalk and squeaked at the three little guests to say hello, but the caticorns didn’t react.

      ‘THEY’RE WEIRDLY QUIET,’ said Florence. Then she leaned towards Amelia and lowered her voice, unsuccessfully. ‘ALSO, ’OW COME YOU’VE NEVER MET ’EM TIL NOW?’ she asked.

      ‘Well, we’ve not actually seen Aunt Lavitora since I was a baby,’ said Amelia. ‘She is very busy and important apparently.’

      ‘SOUNDS WELL BORIN’,’ said Florence.

      ‘I agree,’ said Amelia. ‘But boring is NOT on our agenda! We’re going to have fun !’ She knelt down so that she was level with the little caticorns. ‘Want to go play zombie tag in the back graveyard?’

      The caticorns looked at each other and nodded enthusiastically.

      But they were suddenly interrupted by an almighty cry from upstairs.

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