Too late, the girls realized that the goblins were right behind them.
“It’s those pesky girls!” one of the goblins yelled. “And that fairy is with them!”
“I just heard them. The coin isn’t here,” cried a crooked-nosed goblin. “It’s at the end of the rainbow!”
“We have to get it!” The group of goblins took off, running along the nature path.
Kirsty and Rachel looked at each other, worried. “We have to go!” Kirsty cried.
Rachel rushed up to her father and grabbed his hand. “Kirsty really wants to get back to town,” she said. “She’s excited about following that rainbow.”
What she said was true — she just didn’t mention the goblins, Lindsay, or the gold coin!
“Oh,” Mr. Walker responded. “Well, Logan just finished his talk. And tracking a rainbow sounds like fun.” He let Rachel tug him toward their bikes.
“Hurry!” Kirsty said, clipping her helmet on.
In no time, they were zooming down the nature path.
Rachel asked her dad if she and Kirsty could ride ahead, and the two girls sped forward. They still hadn’t spotted the goblins.
“How will we catch up with them?” Kirsty asked nervously.
“Easily!” Lindsay replied. She flew off Rachel’s shoulder and looked behind them. “The coast is clear,” she called out. The fairy gave her wand a twirl, and a cloud of sparkles swirled around the bikes. The girls and the bikes began to shrink.
Then, the bikes began to lift into the air … with Rachel and Kirsty on them!
“We’ll get there much faster if we fly!” Lindsay announced.
From high above, the girls could see the nature path and the tops of the trees. In the distance, they spotted the spire of the Toberton Town Hall.
“Look!” Kirsty cried. “We’re right under the rainbow.”
“And there’s my dad,” Rachel said, looking behind them.
“We’re almost to Toberton,” Lindsay said. The rainbow seemed to lead right to the town square. “We should land in the woods. It’s safer.”
The three friends flew lower in the sky. Just as they were dropping below the trees, Kirsty groaned. “Oh, no! The goblins are already here.”
Lindsay changed Rachel and Kirsty back to their human size. When the three friends came out of the woods, the sun was behind the clouds. “We need the sun, so we can see where the rainbow leads,” said Kirsty.
“It doesn’t look like the festival will start on time,” Rachel commented, looking around the town green. The game booths weren’t up yet. The roof of the large party tent was sagging to the ground.
Lindsay peeked out from Kirsty’s jacket pocket.
Everywhere they looked, the friends could see signs that the lucky gold coin was still missing, but they didn’t see the goblins. “What a mess!” Kirsty said. “Nothing is going as planned,” complained a man who was trying to hang a big St. Patrick’s Day banner. “I can’t find the right tools for the job.”
“I wish we could help,” Kirsty said.
“You can,” Lindsay assured her. “We just have to find the coin.” As she said it, the sun appeared from behind the clouds and the rainbow shone in the sky again.
“Quick, we have to find where it ends!” Rachel cried.
Looking up at the sky, Kirsty and Rachel began to run. They followed the colorful arch. And at the end of the rainbow, they found …
“A wishing well!” Rachel cried. “It must be a booth for the festival.”
“Yup,” said a man selling tickets. “Just for today. Buy a lucky penny to throw into the well. If you have the luck of the Irish, your wish will come true!”
The girls quickly dug in their pockets for some money. Together, they had just enough for one wish. But there were at least ten people in line before them! There were also people hanging around, watching. Some of them had on leprechaun costumes.
Oh, no — the goblins!
“We have to believe in the magic of the wishing well,” Kirsty said.
“If we make the right wish, it will come true,” Rachel agreed.
“My fingers are crossed, girls,” said Lindsay from Kirsty’s pocket.
Finally, it was their turn. “You make the wish,” Kirsty told Rachel. “I’ll keep my eyes on the goblins.”
Rachel closed her eyes, made their wish, and threw the penny into the stone well. After a moment, she heard a splash.
All at once, a shiny gold coin zipped straight up out of the well. “Look!” Rachel cried.
“Get it!” yelled the goblins. A giant green hand reached out and hit the coin, flinging it higher into the air.
Kirsty stretched as high as she could, her arms smacking into lots of knobby green elbows. It was Kirsty against seven goblins! She held her breath as the gold coin began to fall back down. A long-fingered goblin was about to snatch it when Lindsay appeared!
The fairy flew right over all the grabby hands and pulled the gold coin into her arms. Hooray! The coin immediately shrunk down to Fairyland size. Lindsay blew a kiss to the girls and disappeared in a swirl of sparkles.
Kirsty and Rachel smiled at each other. Whew!
The goblins ran off in a grumbly huff. “It looks like things are finally going as planned,” Kirsty joked.
“Hello, girls,” Mr. Walker called. He waved as he rode up on his bike. “The festival is looking good.” He admired the game booths and the banner that now hung perfectly on the gazebo. The roof of the tent no longer sagged to the ground. “Your mom’s speech is about to start. She can join us when she’s done.”
Rachel breathed a big sigh of relief.
“I’m going to take a quick look in the woods,” Mr. Walker said. “I could have sworn I saw some pennywort when I rode by on my bike.”
“That would be lucky,” Rachel said with a laugh.
“Yes, it would,” Mr. Walker agreed.
When he’d left, the girls went to a booth decorated with giant shamrocks to try a game. It was like a fishing game, but instead of fish in a pond, there were tiny green-suited leprechauns in boats. The boats bobbed in a stream that went through the green countryside.
“It looks like Toby’s Brook,” Rachel said. “There’s even a big wishing rock by the woods.”
A kind woman with red hair and freckles handed both girls fishing poles. “Catch a leprechaun and you’ll get a prize,” she explained.
“These games are always harder than they look,” Kirsty said, trying to balance her pole over the moving leprechauns.
“And it’s almost impossible to catch a real leprechaun,” Rachel added. She placed her pole over one of the tiny boats. Then, as if by magic, there were leprechauns hanging from the ends of both poles at the same time!
“Wow, you must be the luckiest girls at the festival!” the woman exclaimed. “I have the perfect prize for the two of you.” She handed each girl a shamrock-shaped case. What could be inside?
“Thank you,” Rachel and Kirsty said and waved good-bye.
They went over to a bench and sat down so that they could open their prizes. “Oh, it’s beautiful!” Rachel said, lifting a bracelet in the air. The bracelet had several charms hanging from it: a bowler hat, a shamrock, a gold coin, a rainbow, and a leprechaun.
“There’s a note,” Kirsty added. “‘I wish you all the luck in the world — Lindsay.’”
Rachel looked more closely at the charms. “I wonder if this leprechaun charm is Toby.”
“I wonder if Toby is watching us right now,” Kirsty said.
Rachel giggled. “I think that Toby the Toberton leprechaun is as clever as they come,” Rachel admitted. “We might not ever know the truth about him.”
“Yes, but I know that we were very lucky to have his help,” Kirsty added with a wink.
“We really are the luckiest girls at the festival,” Rachel said. “We’re lucky to have the fairies — and each other — as true friends!”
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Rachel Walker opened her bedroom window and leaned out to gaze up at the starry sky. She took a deep breath of fresh air and smiled happily.
“This is going to be the best summer ever,” she said.
Her best friend, Kirsty Tate, had arrived that morning to stay with her in Tippington. Three long, sunny weeks stretched ahead of them. Rachel couldn’t wait to find out what adventures awaited them. Whenever they were together, the most exciting and magical things seemed to happen!
She heard her bedroom door open and turned around. Kirsty came in, carrying something small in the palm of her hand.
“Rachel, guess what?” she said. “My loose tooth has finally fallen out!”
“That’s terrific!” said Rachel. “We can put it under your pillow, so the Tooth Fairy can come tonight.”
She closed the curtains and both girls changed into their pajamas. Then Kirsty slid her tooth under her pillow and patted it down happily.
“We’ve never met the Tooth Fairy, have we?” she asked, climbing under the covers. “I wonder what she’s like.”
Rachel and Kirsty had a very special secret. They were friends with lots of fairies and had visited Fairyland many times. Sometimes Jack Frost made trouble with his goblins. The girls had often helped the fairies foil his plans.
“Maybe we’ll wake up when she comes to exchange your tooth for money,” said Rachel. She got into bed and yawned.
“The Tooth Fairy is so quiet that she never wakes anyone up,” said Kirsty.
Rachel smiled and turned out her bedside light. It had been a long day, and within a few minutes, both girls were fast asleep.
When Rachel’s alarm went off in the morning, she sat up and looked eagerly over to where her best friend was sleeping.
“Kirsty, wake up!” she said. “Let’s see what the Tooth Fairy brought you!”
Kirsty sat up and lifted her pillow. Then her shoulders slumped.
“My tooth is still here,” she said, disappointed.
Rachel jumped out of bed and came over to sit with Kirsty. Sure enough, the little white tooth was still lying on the sheet.
“The Tooth Fairy is probably confused because you’re staying here instead of at your house,” she said, putting her arm around Kirsty. “I’m sure she’ll come tonight.”
“Maybe she left some money but forgot to take the tooth,” said Kirsty. She picked up the pillow and shook it. “Or maybe the money got stuck inside the pillowcase?”
As she shook the pillow, the girls heard a faint tinkling noise. Suddenly, a tiny fairy came shooting out of the pillowcase. She did three somersaults in the air and landed on Kirsty’s nightstand. She was wearing a ruffled skirt with funky red boots and a polka-dotted top. Her long golden hair curled over her shoulder.
“Hello, Kirsty and Rachel!” she said. “I’m Brianna the Tooth Fairy.” She smiled.
“Hi, Brianna,” said Rachel. “Are you here to take Kirsty’s tooth?”
“I wish I was,” said Brianna, looking upset. “But Jack Frost has been causing trouble again. I’ve come to ask for your help.”
“What happened?” asked Kirsty.
“I’ll show you,” said Brianna. She waved her wand at the mirror hanging on the wall, and the surface rippled. When it was smooth again, Rachel’s bedroom had disappeared. Instead, the girls saw Jack Frost’s scowling face in the reflection!
Jack Frost was sitting on his throne with a hand clamped to the side of his face. He moaned and groaned at the top of his voice. Goblins scurried around his feet, cringing as he shouted.
“None of your silly cures work!” he roared. “I’ve tried rubbing garlic, potatoes, ice cubes, and pepper onto my gums, and nothing works! My tooth still hurts!”
He kicked a tray that a warty-nosed goblin was holding. A toothbrush, some floss, and a tube of toothpaste flew through the air. The goblin dropped to his hands and knees to pick them up.
“Maybe you should go see the dentist,” muttered the goblin.
The whole throne room went deadly silent. Jack Frost sat up very straight. The other goblins backed away.
“What did you say?” hissed Jack Frost.
The warty-nosed goblin looked around and realized that he was on his own. His bottom lip started to tremble.
“N-nothing,” he babbled, scooping everything onto his tray and crawling out of Jack Frost’s reach.
“I never want to hear the word ‘dentist’ in this room again!” screeched Jack Frost.
“But how are you going to get rid of your toothache without a den … um … without help?” asked the goblin.
Jack Frost snarled and banged his fist down on the arm of his throne. “If only I had the Tooth Fairy’s magic — I bet my teeth would be perfect!”
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