Nine-year-old Velvet hates being bullied just because she's bald, but when she comes across a fairy named Roseberry, she thinks her wish of getting her hair back will come true.
But Roseberry isn't at all endearing, she's rude, bad mannered and demanding, plus she has no idea how to do magic, but when Rory O'Leary and his gang kidnap the fairy, Velvet is determined to save her before they harm her again.
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Adventures of Molly Mavis Gumnut
Velvet stared at the pretty little creature. Her dark-red ponytail sat high on her head, tied with a plait of golden beads. She wore a yellow cotton dress, covered with tiny pink rosebuds. Even her undies matched.
“Are you going to make a wish, or just stare at my underwear?” The doll scowled and adjusted her clothes.
Bewildered, Velvet bit her lip. Maybe it wasn’t a trick after all. This doll had wings – soft delicate pink ones with little bells on the tips. She must be a fairy, but she wasn’t like the fairies in Velvet’s story books. She looked different somehow. Maybe it was the way her hair was tied up and the pointed yellow boots she wore. Fairies didn’t dress like that. Did they?
“Stop prodding my wings,” snapped the doll. “It hurts.”
“Sorry,” said Velvet. “Are you a fairy?”
The doll rolled her eyes and pointed to her wings. “Um, what do you call these?”
“Well, that doesn’t mean you’re a fairy,” said Velvet. “Maybe you’re just a wind-up toy with wooden arms and legs.” She turned the doll around and peeped under her dress.
The fairy slapped Velvet’s hand. “What’s the big idea?”
“Just checking,” said Velvet, sitting the squirming fairy on a branch in front of her. How could she talk like a real person?
“Checking for what?” The doll frowned and tucked her skirt tight around her legs.
“Batteries,” said Velvet, feeling rather silly for talking to a doll. “I don’t believe you’re a real fairy.”
The fairy jabbed Velvet in the stomach with her finger. “Batteries? I’m not a toy! And I’m not wooden either.” She straightened her back and waved her arms at the trees. “I’m Roseberry – Fairy of Crabtree Forest.”
“Okay. Prove it!” Velvet pulled off her hat and pointed at her bald head. “Make my hair grow back.”
Roseberry didn’t seem at all shocked at Velvet’s lack of hair. She just pulled out a tiny silver wand from her pocket and tapped it gently on the top of Velvet’s head. “Your wish is granted. Now, I must go about my business. So, thanks for saving me. Cheerio.”
“Hang on a minute,” said Velvet, feeling her head. “I’m still bald. Where’s my hair?” Sure, the fairy hadn’t laughed at her, but she hadn’t kept her word either.
“Patience,” said Roseberry. “Give it time.”
Velvet puckered her brow. “Patience? I hear that all the time. Be patient, your hair will grow back one day. Well, I’ve had enough. I’m all out of patience. I have Alopecia Areata and I don’t know if my hair will ever grow back. Anyway, you said if I saved you, you’d grant me a wish. So where is it?”