“Oh, no, it won’t!” Kirsty shouted, grabbing a giant striped candy cane from the floor. Rachel did the same, and the two girls started poking the goblin in the ribs with them. “Ooh! Ah! Ha ha …” the goblin giggled helplessly, as the canes tickled him. “Stop! Stop it!”

The goblin was laughing so hard that he lost his balance. He stumbled and skidded on the jawbreakers that were all over the floor. “Whoaaaa!” he cried, his arms flailing. And then, “OW!” He fell over.

All of the fairy dust bounced out of the goblin’s pockets as he landed. The dust started to vanish right before his eyes! The goblin stretched out his green hand to grab it again, but Honey was too quick for him. She waved her wand at the candy canes and muttered some magical words.

Kirsty and Rachel watched in delight as all the candy canes on the floor started to shimmer with a golden glow. Then they stood up and marched in time over to the goblin.

Before he could get his hands on any of the vanishing fairy dust, the striped canes began nudging him across the room. “Hey!” the goblin protested, as the canes pushed him backward.

“Stop that!” But Honey’s magic was too strong for him. The dancing candy canes herded the grumbling goblin right out the back door of the store.

“That got rid of him!” Rachel laughed, as the door swung shut behind the goblin.

“Phew.” Honey sighed with relief, smiling at the girls. Then she fluttered down to look at her party bag, and the smile dropped from her face. “Oh, no!” she cried. The fairy dust had all disappeared, and the bag was empty.

Kirsty glanced around the stockroom. It was a huge mess. There were all kinds of candy on the floor, and jars were turned over on every shelf. “We’d better clean this up before Mrs. Twist sees it,” she said nervously. “It’s going to take forever.”

“If only I had some fairy dust, I could fix everything,” Honey said, sighing. “But that horrible goblin made me spill it all.”

“Girls!” came Mrs. Twist’s voice from the store. “Is everything all right in there?”

“Um, yes! We’re coming,” Kirsty called back quickly. The girls looked at each other in panic. They could hear the shop bell jingling as even more customers came in to buy something sweet.

What were the girls going to do?

A Flying Visit

Honey thought fast. “We’ll have to go to Fairyland and get new candy,” she said. “I’ve made a ton for the anniversary party—you can have some of it. And I can refill my party bag with fairy dust while we’re there, too.”

Rachel bit her lip. “Do we have time?” she asked. “Mrs. Twist needs the candy right now.”