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Fairies vs. Leprechauns (Oona Bramblegoop's Sideways Magic, Band 3) - Softcover

Buch 3 von 4: Oona Bramblegoop's Sideways Magic

Korsh, Kate

 
9780593533703: Fairies vs. Leprechauns (Oona Bramblegoop's Sideways Magic, Band 3)
Softcover
ISBN 10: 0593533704 ISBN 13: 9780593533703
Verlag: G.P. Putnam's Sons Books for Young Readers, 2025

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The third book in the hilarious chapter book series about Oona the Underwear Fairy, where Oona has to figure out who is stealing the Tooth Fairy's gold.

    Underwear Fairy, Oona Brambelgoop, and her friends Horace and Lucy (the Tooth Fairy) are trying their hardest to prove they are responsible citizens of Fairydom, and catching the culprit of the great glitterberry warehouse theft is the perfect way to do it.
    But when the leprechaun gold Lucy has given kids for their teeth also goes missing AND she starts to lose her magic, the friends realize this must be about more than just berries. It turns out Lucy has been manipulating magic to get more gold and the leprechauns are not happy!
    Oona will have to use all the creativity she can muster to stand up to the leprechauns and save Lucy’s job. Can she restore harmony between the two magical communities before Lucy loses her magic for good?
    Packed with Fun Fairy Facts, humor, and lots of heart, this magical series celebrates finding friendship and your place in the world, even if you fit in a little sideways.

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Über die Autorin bzw. den Autor

By day, Kate Korsh has been a mild-mannered elementary school teacher, an insightful marriage and family therapist, and a cuddly mother of two, with no magic whatsoever. But by night, she has studied the magical world of creative writing. Kate lives in Los Angeles with her husband and the aforementioned cuddle recipients, who now always seem to magically have clean underwear in their drawers. Follow her on Instagram @korshkate.

Marta Altés is the author and illustrator of many books for children, including the Dork Lord series by Mike Johnston, and picture books My Grandpa, Little Monkey, and Five More Minutes. Originally from Barcelona, she received her MA in children's book illustration at the Cambridge School of Art, and now lives in London. Learn more at marta-altes.com and follow her on Instagram @martaltes.

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CHAPTER ONE

From outside the glitterberry warehouse, everything seemed normal. Festive garlands of daisies and forget-me-nots hung from the eaves, gravel made of rainbow sprinkles crunched lightly under their feet, and the popular song “Glitter Jitterbug” bounced out of speakers near the front door, just like always.

But Oona and her friends knew something was very, very wrong.

“We need to get inside,” said Oona as she and her cousin Horace crouched in some ferns.

Oona’s best friend, Lucy, peeked at the warehouse from behind a tree. “We don’t have a key.”

“Ooh, let me,” said Horace, and he whistled a silent slug call. Horace was the Slug Fairy, and the slugs of Blackberry Bog were devoted to him. Instantly, several slugs appeared at Horace’s side.

He whispered to them where ears would be if slugs had ears. Then the slugs scooched over to the warehouse door. Flattening themselves into slug pancakes, they slid underneath.

“Boy, I do not remember them being so helpful back when I was Slug Fairy,” said Oona. She was proud of her cousin, but she had been Slug Fairy before him, and the fact that he was better at the job than she’d ever been wasn’t her favorite.

Horace shrugged. “It’s easier if you think like a slug. The most important thing to them is—” He was interrupted by the creak of the warehouse door swinging open.

“Looks clear,” said Lucy. “Let’s go.”

Earlier that day, the glitterberry warehouse had been robbed, emptied of every last glitterberry. Molly, head of the fairy council, had accused Oona, Lucy, and Horace of being involved, even though they were totally innocent.

Oona understood why it might be hard for Molly to trust them, though, considering that they had recently broken about a dozen Fairy Binder rules by accidentally bringing a human boy with them into the fairy world and then making him invisible to try to cover it up.

So, to clear their names, and because they were naturally helpful fairies, they had offered to help solve the mystery and get the glitterberries back.

Oona looked forward to finding the berries. She loved a little glitterberry cake at the end of a long night of her work as the Underwear Fairy. But more than that, she was excited to impress Molly.

“Molly was right,” said Lucy as they looked around the empty building. “Not a single glitterberry left. Not even a squished one.


FUN FAIRY FACT: Glitterberries start out as regular blackberries. Blackberry Bog, the capital of the fairy world, has plenty of those. After the berries are picked, they are taken to the warehouse, dunked in Secret Syrup, and rolled in sweet sparkles collected from the moment sunlight hits the spray of the magic waterfall. Then the berries are spread out to crystallize on giant cookie sheets.


Lucy didn’t say Molly was right very often. Since Lucy was the Tooth Fairy, and therefore the most important fairy of all, Lucy and Molly didn’t get along very well. They each thought the other acted too big for her fairy pants.

“But whoever took them is long gone,” Lucy continued.

“Time to investigate,” said Oona.

Horace saluted. Then, looking very serious, he began sniffing the windowsills and listening to the refrigerators. He even licked an empty berry box.

Oona rolled her eyes. “Horace, what in fairydom are you doing?” As usual, Horace’s uniqueness was getting on her nerves.

“I’m searching for clues,” Horace said, his face very close to the berry-­dunker machine.

“You’re just trying to find food,” Oona said. Horace loved to eat, and he loved eating glitterberries most of all.

“Not just food. Investigation food,” said Horace.

Oona sighed and opened a closet door, clicking on the light.

Horace squealed. “A clue!” He scampered past her and brought out something small and green.

Oona and Lucy gathered around him. “A four-­leaf clover?” Lucy said. “What’s that doing in the closet?”

“Maybe it’s good luck for our mission,” said Horace.

“Maybe,” said Lucy, frowning. “Or maybe it was left here by the glitterberry thieves.” She looked around the warehouse. “There’s nothing more to see in here. Let’s check outside for footprints.”

They didn’t get a chance to check, however, because as soon as they left the building—­SPLAT! SPLOT! SPLOSH!—­they were smacked by dozens of tiny, delicious explosions.

“Glitterberries! We’re being pelted with glitterberries!” Lucy shouted, trying to duck while wiping glitterberry juice off her cheek.

“They’re coming from over there!” Oona shouted back, shielding her eyes and pointingto the top of a line of trees. Just then, a fat glitterberry hit her right on the chin. “Ow!”

“Leave this to me!” cried Horace. He somer­saulted out in front of Oona and began catching the glitterberries in his mouth. He bounced and spun in the air, snapping at the berries like a hungry crocodile. But soon his cheeks were stuffed and he looked more like a very full chipmunk.

“There’s just too many berries!” said Lucy. “Quick, get back inside!”

Lucy and Oona sped into the warehouse and Horace came in after them, catching one last berry before slamming the door.

“Thanks for the cover,” said Oona, feeling a little guilty for rolling her eyes at him earlier.

“It was delicious,” said Horace, burping. The three fairies sat crisscross applesauce on the floor to catch their breath.

“I think we’ve done enough investigating for one day,” said Oona, rubbing her sore chin.

“Agreed,” said Lucy. “But we still need to escape. Oona, how about a little protection magic?”

Protection magic was Oona’s specialty. As Underwear Fairy, she made magical underwear that kept children safe using AUTO WEDGIE power. Whenever a child was about to trip and fall, a magical wedgie would pull them upright again and they wouldn’t need a Band-­Aid after all.

Horace, who was clumsier than your average fairy, also wore a pair.
“Of course!” said Oona. She raised her wand and thought of a spell.

“Rub-­a-­dub duck, We fairies are stuck—­
We had to come in and hide.
Show me a scene Where berries aren’t mean
So we can go back outside.”

Oona realized she had been concentrating so hard that her eyes were squeezed closed. When she opened them, there was a giant portrait in a gold frame hanging on the wall. Not just any portrait, a portrait of the three of them. Eating berries. In their underwear.

Horace giggled. “We’re nearly naked!” he said, the last word making him laugh even harder.

“Um . . .” Lucy started, then stopped, then started again. “Uh, how does this help us exactly?”

“Argh. It doesn’t!” Oona said. “Sometimes my magic just gets excited about certain words and forgets everything else. It must have gotten carried away with the word scene. Let me try again.”

“But why are we in our underwear?” Horace asked.

Oona shrugged. “Underwear is what I do. When in doubt, my magic makes underwear.”

Lucy nodded. “We need this to work, Oona. So how about using...

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Verlag
G.P. Putnam's Sons Books for Young Readers
Erscheinungsdatum
2025
Sprache
Englisch
ISBN 10 
0593533704
ISBN 13 
9780593533703
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144
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