The Amelia Fang Series

‘Oh no . . . we’ll be making those next week,’

said the teacher looking straight at

Grimaldi, whose deathly pale cheeks flushed

with embarrassment. ‘This week, we’ll be

making Sublime Cookies!’

‘HEH, SLIME,’ said Florence.

Tangine rolled his eyes. ‘Are you

going to do that every time?’

‘YEH AND WHAT’S IT TO YOU?’ said

Florence, nudging Tangine off his plinth.

‘You’ll find a copy of my recipe book It’s

SUBLIME Time! on your desks. Find a partner

and turn to page fifty-five for the Sublime

Cookie recipe,’ said the teacher. ‘All the

ingredients you need are in the cupboard at

the back of the classroom.’

The sounds of spoons and spatulas clinked

and clunked as the class split off into pairs

and began cookie-making. Amelia paired with

Tangine, who had grabbed five whisks to mix

with. Florence and Grimaldi teamed up

and seemed more interested in flicking

ingredients into Grimaldi’s eye socket than

making the cookies.

‘Stop messing around you two,’ said Amelia,

as a Perfumed Pea went flying into her mixing

bowl.

‘You’ll get us

into trouble before

we’ve even finished our

first lesson! Also, what are you

doing with those peas? There aren’t

any Perfumed Peas in this recipe . . .’

‘SORRY,’ said Florence, getting ready

to shove another Perfumed Pea up

Grimaldi’s nose. ‘COOKING S’NOT

REALLY MY FING . . .’

‘What?’ said Tangine, raising his

eyebrows. ‘But cooking is

so fun!’

‘THE EATING PART IS FUN.

JUST NOT THE MAKING PART,’

said Florence.

‘Well, keep your peas

to yourself,’ Amelia smiled.

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‘Tangine and I

actually want to cook!’

As Amelia studied the

Sublime Cookie recipe, she

couldn’t help giggling at the

numerous pictures of Mr Sublime in

a flowery apron.

‘First, we need to combine one

hundred and fifty grams of Sunflower

Root with two spatulas of powdered

Scorpion

reading through a list of ingredients.

‘Wow, I’ve never heard of any of

these things before.’

Grass . . .’ said Amelia,

‘That’s because they can only be

found in the Fairy Forest in the

Kingdom of the Light,’ said a

voice next to Amelia, making her

jump.

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‘Oh!’ she exclaimed. ‘Hello, Mr Sublime . . .’

Florence leaned over. ‘HEH, SLI—’

‘Don’t!’ interrupted Tangine, shoving a

spatula in Florence’s mouth.

Grimaldi now had around fifty Perfumed

Peas in his eye socket.

‘The Fairy Forest is teeming with millions

of amazing and mysterious plants. Even I, an

expert, couldn’t possibly know about them

all!’ said Mr Sublime with a smile. ‘What’s

your name, young vampire?’

‘Amelia Fang.’

Mr Sublime raised his eyebrows. ‘I believe I’ve heard of you . . .’

‘And I’m Prince Tangine!’ interjected

Tangine. ‘You’ve probably most definitely

heard of me, because I’m sort of famous.’

‘You’re the daughter of the Count and

Countess Fang?’ said Mr Sublime, ignoring

Tangine.

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‘Oh, yes,’ said Amelia shyly. ‘That’s Mum

and Dad.’ Amelia’s chest tightened as she

remembered the argument she’d had with her

mum the night before.

‘I heard your mother puts on a ravishing

Barbaric Ball every year!’ said Mr Sublime. ‘I

expect you’ll follow in her frightful footsteps?’

‘Hmmm, she’d love that, but I’m not really

into party planning and all that stuff,’ said

Amelia, feeling a little deflated. ‘I really want

be a Pumpkinologist when I grow up.’

Mr Sublime leaned forward and lowered

his voice. ‘Well, Amelia Fang, that’s just

wonderful. You remember to follow that cold

vampiric heart of yours. You have a dream –

don’t let anyone get in the way of that!’

Amelia felt herself smiling from ear to ear.

Mr Sublime believed in her!

‘I have dreams too! You can expect HUGE

things from me!’ said Tangine, throwing his

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arms up in the air.

‘Amelia and, er, Prince . . . Tangy, I believe you both have a sublime future ahead of you, and don’t you forget that,’ he added before wandering over to Florence and Grimaldi.

‘OH, HI MR SLIME!’ Florence bellowed. Grimaldi snorted with laughter so hard that

the fifty Perfumed Peas flew out of his nostrils and into Amelia and Tangine’s mixing bowl.

‘You’ve ruined our Sublime Cookie mix!’ Amelia groaned.

‘SORRY ’BOUT THAT,’ said Florence. ‘MAY YOUR COOKIES REST IN PEAS . . .’

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CHAPTER 4

PUMPKIN

PARADISE PARK

By the end of the cookery lesson, Amelia and

Tangine had made four batches of cookies,

whilst Florence and Grimaldi had just made

a mess.

‘I hope you’ve all enjoyed your first cookery

class with me!’ Mr Sublime beamed as

Florence poked another ingredient into

Grimaldi’s eye-socket. ‘I have one last exciting

announcement . . . I am launching a special

competition!’

The pupils murmured with anticipation at

the word ‘competition’.

‘A SUBLIME Cookie Competition!’ the

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