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  Excerpt from The Pirate Fairy: The Chapter Book copyright © 2014 Disney Enterprises, Inc.

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  ISBN 978-1-4847-2867-3

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  Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Preview of The Pirate Fairy: The Chapter Book

  Iridessa was gathering light beams near the Pixie Dust Tree in Pixie Hollow when a strange green glow passed over her. She paused in the field of flowers to watch it. The light moved past Tinker Bell in Tinker’s Nook and caught the attention of an owl, who swiveled his head to follow the comet’s trail.

  Scribble, a reading-talent sparrowman, looked out a telescope at the strange green light flashing across the sky. He jotted notes on some parchment, never taking one eye away from the viewfinder. The green light hovered over a small cave before disappearing inside.

  Deep inside that cave, where the fairies couldn’t see, the green light ended its fantastic journey. The green glow intensified and suddenly…an enormous glowing eye blinked open.

  The next morning in Pixie Hollow, Fawn was enjoying the perfect day. She flew quickly, skimming water with dragonflies and joyfully greeting a family of bears before blasting into the sky to join a flock of birds. She enjoyed the warm sun on her face and the wind in her hair, then curled into a cannonball and rocketed back down to the earth.

  As she dropped through the tree canopy, she grabbed a leaf and used it like a parachute to soar the rest of the way down, swinging past Never Land’s magnificent animals and the fairies who were caring for them.

  Fawn loved her job with the animals. She landed near a groundhog who was refusing to dig a hole. It only took Fawn a few minutes to solve the problem. She tackled the groundhog and popped underground with him. An instant later, they’d created a burrow together.

  Next, Fawn raced two pillbugs to the bottom of the hill. Then she landed on the back of a bunny, who playfully tossed her into the air with its powerful legs. She nudged a nervous baby bird out of his nest, catching him as he first fell, then flew. The bird smiled at Fawn as he went to join the others, and she soared off toward the sky, breaking through the treetops.

  When Fawn got home, Tink was there already. She’d made Fawn a cart out of a large blueberry basket mounted on thread spool wheels.

  “Oh, Tink! It’s perfect!” Fawn exclaimed.

  “Just like you ordered, Fawn, one extra-large wagon.…But what’s it for? I mean, why all the mystery?” Tink asked.

  Fawn didn’t tell Tink the reason she needed the contraption. She began to wheel the basket away.

  Tink said, “You’re up to something.”

  Fawn shrugged. “Who, me? Never.”

  “Yep, you definitely are. I know that look. I invented that look.” Tink asked seriously, “What’s the wagon for?”

  Fawn gave up. “Okay, okay, just…try not to scream, deal?” She swung open the door to her house. Inside was a baby hawk.

  Tink couldn’t believe her eyes. “You—You have a…hawk! Fawn! Hawks eat fairies!”

  Fawn nodded. “Oh, adult hawks, yes—Hannah’s still technically a baby. That whole must-eat-fairy urge hasn’t quite kicked in yet,” Fawn said. “She had a bad wing, but I fixed her up, and now…”

  Hannah flapped her injured wing, knocking over everything, including Fawn and Tink.

  “Wing’s all better!” Fawn cheered.

  “You can’t have a hawk in Pixie Hollow! What if the scouts find out?” Tink asked.

  “That’s where the blueberry wagon comes in!” Fawn explained. “We just have to get Hannah out to where she belongs without causing…you know…widespread panic.” Fawn grinned. “Let’s go!”

  Tink sighed. She really didn’t want to help, but she knew Fawn needed her.

  A few minutes later, they’d loaded Hannah into the cart and covered her with blueberries.

  As they moved the cart through the Animal Den, the animals started to act strange. A bear nervously scooted into his hole. Two pillbugs turned into balls and rolled away. A pair of mice lowered their heads to hide.

  “Fawn?” Tink was getting nervous.

  “Just keep smiling,” Fawn replied through clenched teeth. At that moment, the cart rolled over a bump in the ground and a berry bounced off. Tink quickly put it back in place. “See, Tink? I told you this would work.…” Fawn paused when she noticed pixie dust falling from the sky above. “Pixie dust?”

  It was Rosetta. “There you are! We’ve been looking for you all morning!”

  Iridessa, Vidia, and Silvermist were with her.

  “Hey, did you guys see that comet last night?” Iridessa asked.

  “No, but did you see that big green ball of light that flew by?” Silvermist replied.

  Rosetta changed the subject. “What’s with the berries?”

  Fawn hummed. “Just bringing them to the forest. For the animals.”

  “Don’t berries come from the forest?” Vidia wondered.

  Fawn said quickly, “Not this particular variety, which is, um…extra berry-full-licious-tastic!”

  Silvermist was excited. “Yum! Can we help?”

  Fawn brushed her away. “No. We’re fine.…”

  “Oh, for goodness’ sake, there’s an easier way to do this.” Without permission, Rosetta sprinkled pixie dust on the berries. The berries began to rise.…

  “Wait. No—” Fawn tried to stop her.

  “It’s called helping,” Rosetta said. “A simple ‘thank you’ would suffice.”

  The dusted berries kept lifting rapidly into the air.…

  “What are you all staring at?” Rosetta asked the others.

  The girls all backed off, wide-eyed. Every animal and fairy in the Animal Den turned to stare. Then Hannah chirped.

  The fairies screamed! Animals and fairies were running and shouting, trying to get away from Hannah. Hannah was scared from all the screaming. She flapped her wings and squawked.

  Nearby, three adult hawks heard the noise. They hurried to the Animal Den.

  A fairy on lookout sounded the alarm. “It’s a hawk! Run!” The scout raised her spyglass and saw Hannah while the adult hawks buzzed by.

  Queen Clarion was in a meeting with Scribble. He was telling the queen about his latest research. He had a lot of charts and reference materials to explain the mysterious comet. “That comet is an astronomical puzzle to be sure,” he was saying, “but careful observation and application of the scientific process will allow us, or rather, me, to determine exactly—”

  Suddenly, scout warning sounds blared through the castle. Queen Clarion turned to the window to see the animal fairies flitting around in a panic. The large hawks were overhead, preparing to dive.…

  “HAWWWWK!” a fairy screamed.

  The first hawk swooped low and tried to grab a baby beaver. The beaver was fast, and the hawk missed. He swirled around, looking for another animal to snatch.

  Hannah quickly abandoned the blueberry basket and took off into the
air.

  “HANNAH! Hannah, stop! Come back!” Fawn went after Hannah, while Iridessa and Silvermist worked on a game plan down below.

  “Everyone, get inside!” Iridessa shouted as a large hawk chased the fairies in all directions.

  “IRIDESSA!!” Silvermist shrieked as a hawk headed directly toward her friend.

  Iridessa flew as fast as she could, but it wasn’t fast enough. The hawk opened its razor-sharp talons and…

  “Oh no!” Silvermist gasped.

  WHOOSH.

  Iridessa thought she was safe until something grabbed her from behind. But it wasn’t the hawk!

  “Nyx?” Iridessa asked quizzically.

  Nyx was the leader of the elite scout fairies. She was cool, confident, and very fast. After taking Iridessa to a knothole, she faced the first hawk with a porcupine needle spear.

  When the hawk backed away, Nyx gathered her four scout mates, Fury, Di, Shade, and Chase. They soared through the sky and fell into perfect formation behind Nyx.

  The hawk moved on from Iridessa and chased baby animals through the Animal Den. He found another helpless fairy to attack, but suddenly Chase and Di flew past his beak, distracting him.

  Fury came in, jumping to launch herself off Nyx’s spear toward a second hawk circling above. Midair, she lassoed her rope through his beak before landing on his back and riding him like a horse. She turned around just as Chase and Di led the first hawk directly into his path!

  The two hawks collided and then flew away together.

  Fawn looked around panicked. “HANNAH? HANNAH!”

  As she was searching the trees, the third hawk came in fast and close and tried to grab her in his talons. Fawn barely escaped.

  Below her, Tinker Bell was getting the animals into a space to hide. “Go! Get inside! Hurry, go!” A baby bear got stuck in the small hole, and Tink tried pushing his backside. “Come on!”

  Suddenly, Tink felt a shadow fall over her. She turned to find the large hawk hovering above her. She was trapped. The hawk opened his beak wide—

  WHACK!

  Nyx swooped in at the last second and wedged her spear into his beak and propped it open. Then Chase dove in front of him and threw a weighted rope around his legs. Shade and Fury swooped in and helped drive the last adult hawk away.

  With the three adult hawks gone, Chase trapped Hannah in a net.

  “Wait!” Fawn rushed forward. “Everybody calm down! I promise, she doesn’t even like the taste of scout fairy.”

  “Babies are such picky eaters,” Silvermist whispered to Rosetta.

  Nyx stepped forward. “Get away from the hawk, Fawn. Let us handle this.”

  “There’s nothing to handle, Nyx,” Fawn said.

  “I said stand down, Fawn!” Nyx ordered.

  Just then, Queen Clarion arrived. “Is everyone all right?”

  “Yes, Queen Clarion—this time,” Nyx reported. “But how am I supposed to keep us safe if Fawn keeps bringing dangerous animals into Pixie Hollow? Last time it was rats and a snake!”

  Fawn corrected her. “Actually last time it was a vampire bat—”

  “Fawn’s just got a big heart, that’s all,” Tinker Bell cut in. “Hannah needed her help.”

  Fawn squeezed Hannah’s face and said, “Does this look like the face of a dangerous predator to you?” No one agreed. “C’mon, back me up, guys,” Fawn begged.

  The animal fairies said nothing. Queen Clarion moved in close to Fawn. “Fawn…” she began.

  Fawn sighed. “I know, I know, Nyx is right—I’ve done this once or twice…or several times…before.”

  “Yes…” the queen began again.

  “Maybe harboring a baby hawk…wasn’t the best idea,” Fawn said.

  “Fawn, I know you,” added Queen Clarion. “You’ve always let your heart guide you, which is admirable, but—”

  Cutting her off, Fawn finished the thought. “But…I also need to listen with my head.”

  The queen nodded.

  “Next time, I promise I will,” Fawn said as she moved quietly toward the net. “Well, Hannah-Banana, I’d say come back and visit, but probably best to keep this a long-distance thing. Now let’s give that wing a try.” Fawn yanked away the net and Hannah flew free.

  The next day, Fawn was back at work. “Good morning, students! Beautiful day for a fresh start, don’t ya think?” Her students were three baby bunnies named Calista, Nico, and Paige. “All right then, let’s see that hopping.”

  The bunnies began to hop around as Fawn playfully tossed them a couple of berries. “Nice work, Nico! Perfection, Paige!” Calista needed some more practice. “Ooh, Calista—remember, it’s hopping, not walking.”

  Calista looked at her teacher.

  Fawn said, “What, haven’t you heard? I’m strictly by the book now. Yep, we’re talking model citizen all the way. Looking for the definition of responsibility? Look no further than this girl!”

  Fawn was interrupted by a loud moan echoing through the forest. Fawn’s head swiveled.

  “Well, that was…interesting.”

  Fawn turned back to her class to find that Nico and Paige had already run away. And before Fawn could speak, Calista darted off, too.

  “Now that’s hopping,” Fawn said, watching her go.

  But she couldn’t forget about the noise. Cautiously, Fawn followed it. “What was that?” She looked down the path toward the mysterious sound. “Hello?”

  When she pushed through a bush into an area of broken branches, she saw a rock with fur stuck under it. Fawn bent down, examining a patch of the odd fur on the ground. Then she noticed that she was actually standing in a gigantic paw print!

  Bravely, she followed the trail of prints through the forest. Up ahead, she heard another distant groan of pain.

  Following the sound, Fawn entered into a clearing and stopped.

  The landscape was strange, moonlike, stripped of vegetation. The ground was pockmarked and cratered. In the center of this clearing was a strange cave with jagged rocks around the entrance—as if something pushed its way out from underground.

  Fawn slowly crossed and peeked into the blackness of the cave. “C’mon, Fawn, listen to your head. Heart gets you in trouble; head is your friend,” she said to herself. “And yet, head is making me talk to myself…out loud…in the forest.” She started to back away. “No, no, no, model citizen—starting first thing tomorrow.”

  And with that, Fawn flew forward and disappeared into the darkness.

  Slowly, she moved deeper and deeper into the cave. The passage was strange and twisted. She ducked under an overhang, and as she stood, she gasped, staring ahead with a look of wonder.

  A strange, hairless tail snaked around a corner. Fawn followed it. She went deeper into the cave each time she saw the shadow move.

  “What are you?” she asked, trying to get a better look.

  All she could see of the creature was a paw the size of an elephant’s foot. And in that paw, there was a painful thorn.

  Fawn took a steadying breath, flew straight to the thorn, and pulled on it with all her might. It wouldn’t budge.

  Just then, a pair of menacing green eyes blinked open and the beast stood up, revealing himself. He was as big as a buffalo, with a thick snout and a jutting jaw full of razor-sharp teeth. There were strange swirls covering his matted fur.

  Fawn was terrified, but she tried to keep her cool, unsure what was going to happen next. “Okay, think—territorial, possibly carnivorous…unspeakably big. What to do? What to do?” She dropped to the ground. “Play dead!”

  Then she changed her mind. “No, no—freeze.” Fawn popped back up and froze in place.

  Another idea. “No, the opposite—make myself look big.” She waved her arms, growled, and tried to appear larger than life. The beast stared at her.

  “RRRRROOOOOOAAAAAARRRRRRRR!!!!”

  The earth-shaking blast went out like a shock wave, bending everything in its path as it tore across the landscape!


  The cave spit Fawn out.

  She crash-landed in the Thorny Thicket. The smart thing to do was leave, but then the beast moaned again. This time the wounded creature sounded even more in pain than before. She had to help.

  Fawn didn’t know it yet, but she’d discovered the NeverBeast.

  At the scout tower, Fury saw the sound wave rumbling through the forest. “What was that?”

  Nyx glared toward the sound. “Trouble…”

  In the Animal Den, the baby birds were chirping. Fury called out to the animal fairy who was conducting the birds in their song. “Did you hear it?”

  “Hear what?” the fairy asked.

  “The roar,” Fury said. “Did you hear the roar?”

  The fairy pulled cotton out of her ears. “Sorry, did you say something?”

  Chase asked a fairy named Buck, who was working with the squirrels, about the roar.

  “You bet I heard it,” he told her. He turned to the squirrels and said, “A little faster. Visualize the acorn right in front of you.”

  Chase said, “Excellent! What was it?”

  Buck shrugged. “No idea. But let me know as soon as you find out.”

  An animal fairy named Morgan was coaching a baby skunk how to spray. “Gently now: to the left! The other left!”

  Nyx dropped in front of her, pulled the skunk’s tail down, then asked Morgan, “That roar…”

  “This morning?” She’d heard it.

  “What was it?” Nyx asked.

  “Oh, I don’t know. I don’t specialize in roars. Now, grunts and growls on the other hand—” Morgan was going to explain more, but Nyx cut her off.

  “Who would know?” Nyx asked.

  “Well, if it came from anything big—” Morgan said.

  “Loud—” Buck said.

  “Scary—” the bird fairy added.

  “—and dangerous. Try…” Morgan was about to say the name when Nyx finished for her.

  “Fawn.” Nyx frowned. She had to find Fawn.

  Fawn was hiding behind a rock, watching the beast. He came out of the cave, limping. She whooshed past him. He grunted before moving forward again.