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Wheels of Legend

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Englisch
Knights Oferschienen am01.07.2024
A new mystery has rolled onto Penfurzy island and the Rebel Bicycle Club are ready to investigate! Nessa, Demelza and Captain Honkers set-off to explore a travelling fun-fair when things begin to get strange. With new friends and a new legend to uncover, the bestfriends do what they do best: SAVE THE DAY FROM A FATE WORSE THAN HOMEWORK. A mysterious adventure with twists, turns and gross-out caravan invaders guaranteed to make you laugh!

Gabrielle Kent is the author of the Alfie Bloom series (Scholastic) and runs the Animex festival of Animation and Computer Games. Gabrielle has been named as one of the Top 100 most influential women in the gaming industry. Rex Crowle is a BAFTA award winning animation director and video game designer.mehr
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KlappentextA new mystery has rolled onto Penfurzy island and the Rebel Bicycle Club are ready to investigate! Nessa, Demelza and Captain Honkers set-off to explore a travelling fun-fair when things begin to get strange. With new friends and a new legend to uncover, the bestfriends do what they do best: SAVE THE DAY FROM A FATE WORSE THAN HOMEWORK. A mysterious adventure with twists, turns and gross-out caravan invaders guaranteed to make you laugh!

Gabrielle Kent is the author of the Alfie Bloom series (Scholastic) and runs the Animex festival of Animation and Computer Games. Gabrielle has been named as one of the Top 100 most influential women in the gaming industry. Rex Crowle is a BAFTA award winning animation director and video game designer.
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Weitere ISBN/GTIN9781915820259
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Format HinweisePub Wasserzeichen
FormatE101
Erscheinungsjahr2024
Erscheinungsdatum01.07.2024
ReiheKnights and Bikes
Reihen-Nr.3
SpracheEnglisch
Dateigrösse8057 Kbytes
Artikel-Nr.17522378
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Leseprobe




Chapter Two
CONVOY!


Twenty-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety! shouted Demelza as she hammered the buttons of the blooping arcade machine. Thirty thousand. Yes! Extra life! I´m coming for your score, Nessa!

Nice going, D, said Nessa resting her chin on Demelza´s shoulder, just another twenty-one thousand, five hundred and sixty points to go. Watch out for that...

What? shouted Demelza, pummelling the wallop button as a character in a horned helmet ran onto the screen behind her.

...berserker.

Nooo! Demelza wailed as the berserker bopped her character on the head. Her warrior´s eyes turned to little crosses and the machine let out a loud bleep-bleep-bleeep-bleeeeep-blooop, spadoi-oi-oing!

Thirty-eight thousand five hundred. Your best yet, said Nessa, gently punching her arm. You´ll beat me next time.

I would have beat you there, grumbled Demelza as she spelled out D-E-M on the high score table under the letters N-E-S which filled the first two lines of the highest ever scores. Only you was breathing too loud in my ear and distracting me.

My bad, said Nessa with a straight face, I won´t move, talk, breathe or exist next time. Then you´ll totally beat my score.

Demelza looked at her sideways. Nessa´s face was completely straight with only the tiniest twinkle in her eye.

Hmm, well, yes. Good, she lifted Captain Honkers down from his perch on top of the arcade cabinet. Now, seeing as you made me lose, you can buy me an ice-cream.

Sure, Nessa grinned as they left the bleepy-bloopy music and noises of the arcade and hopped back on Neon Justice.

With a flake, an´ sprinkles, an´ a big squirt of beetle blood.

You got it.

There was a long queue at the ice cream van, but it was worth it once they were sitting on the pier, legs dangling over the edge as they ate their ice-creams, slurping up the drips and raspberry sauce that dribbled down over their hands. Captain Honkers pattered around behind them, happily snapping up pieces of wafer. A deep horn sounded as the Penfurzy ferry pulled into the harbour.

More invaders, grumbled Demelza, licking her hands clean and running her tongue around the outside of her mouth as cars started to roll off the ferry.

OK, holiday makers! She corrected herself as Nessa raised an eyebrow. With lots of lovely money to spend at the caravan park and golf course.

Better, Nessa nodded. Whoa, look at that!

A row of brightly coloured lorries and caravans were driving off the ferry. They tooted their horns as they headed through town in a convoy.

It´s a fair! Demelza squealed, the fair has come back to Penfurzy! She drummed her fists on the railing then jumped up to wave at the trucks as they carried their strange cargo of dismantled rides painted with quirky images of popular cartoon characters. It´s a fair, Nessa. A FAIR!

I can see that, said Nessa, cool. I haven´t been on a ferris wheel or dodgems since before we moved here.

Demelza stared at her, eyes wide.

You... you´ve been to a fair before?

Of course, said Nessa. One used to come to town twice a year when I lived on the mainland. It was a pretty cool place to hang out. What´s the big deal?

The big deal? Demelza shook her head as if trying to shake some sense into Nessa´s words. The big deal is that I´ve NEVER been to a fair before! The last time this one came to Penfurzy was ten years ago, before I was even born. The closest I´ve ever been to dodgems are the old rusty ones in Madern Stibb´s scrapyard.

You´ve never been to a fair? asked Nessa in surprise. Never-ever?

Never-ever-ever! said Demelza. Her stomach felt fluttery with excitement. She grasped Nessa´s arms and danced her around in circles. Captain Honkers ran around them flapping his wings and honking excitedly as Demelza sang:

We´re going to the fair-air, we´re going to the fair-air! Nessa tried to stay cool but finally gave in and snorted with laughter as she joined in the silly song.

We´re going to the fair-air, we´re going to win a goldfish, we´re going to ride the waltzers, and scream until we´re SICK!

Arr, I wouldn´t be celebrating the arrival of that lot, said a cracked voice from a bench behind them.

Mister Greensplat? said Demelza, as they turned to see a bearded old man in oilskins climbing out of a fishing boat with a bucket of pollock. What´s wrong with the fair? Mum and Dad always told me it´s the bestest ever, even if it only comes to Penfurzy every ten years.

That be ten years too often, grumbled the old man. He refilled his pipe and glared at the tooting trucks from under his huge bushy brows. They´re a funny lot, those fair folk. They bring bad luck with them. My one true love left me forever when they was here sixty years ago. Said goodbye to me while we was riding the ferris wheel. I had a ring in my pocket ready to give her that night, but it was the last time I ever saw her. She left and never came back. She could have been Mrs Greensplat.´

Lucky lady,´ grinned Nessa.

Mark my words, there´s strange goings on whenever they comes to Penfurzy.

Yeah, but there´s always strange goings on in Penfurzy, said Nessa. Ancient curses, castles rising from the sea, pipe smoking old salts giving mysterious warnings...

Cheek! he grumbled, as he lit his pipe and let out a puff of smoke that made him look like a grumpy old dragon. Penfurzy might have its oddities, but that´s good old homegrown strange stuff. We don´t wants no fair folk bringing their own strange stuff over to our island!

What kind of strange stuff? asked Demelza. Her skin tingled. It had been nearly five months since their last big adventure, though Nessa helped make sure they had at least a mini adventure every week. Her nose was itching to sniff out another good mystery.

Merrin Carnkie thinks they´re up to something at the old quarry. They always set up near there. She sez every time they´re here they go tramping down into the quarry at night and don´t come out until morning. Sez all these strange noises come echoing out of the rabbit holes on the tor.

What sort of noises? whispered Demelza.

Pffht! Probably the voices in Merrin´s own head, he wheezed, no, I´ll tells you what they´re up to... he beckoned them towards him. Demelza and Nessa moved in closer. He looked from side to side then hissed;

Pie.

Pie? repeated Nessa.

Pie! They´s after stealin´ the recipe for my stargazy pie. Ooh, hello Mr Greensplat, they sez. Can we order a dozen of your delicious stargazy pies? If you ever want to share the recipe we´ll gladly pay you for it. Best pie in the world is that. Well they´re right, my pies are the best in the world, but they´re not taking my grandpa´s recipe off this island. That´s Penfurzy pie. Penfurzy is where it´s staying!

Demelza jumped as a loud horn tooted. A tall man with a ponytail, tanned muscly arms and a faded black skull t-shirt leaned out of his lorry window and shouted:

Morning, Mr Greensplat! Good to see you again. I´ll send my son Jack down with our usual order for your delicious pies.

I´ll get the oven on now! the old fisherman called back with a wave. See what I mean, he growled to the girls, pie! They´ll have run out of cats for makin´ those hotdogs they sell, so I bets they´re wantin´ to sell my pies. Well, they can come back all they like, but they´ll never find out that my secret ingredients are a pinch of nutmeg, a couple of cloves and a small grating of... His pipe dropped to the floor as he clamped his hand over his mouth. Spies! he shouted as he grabbed his bucket of fish.

Tell them it was a nice try, but there´s no way they´re getting their hands on that recipe, or my name isn´t Humfra Meriasek Greensplat!

Nessa looked at Demelza and shook her head as they watched him scurry down the pier, pausing...

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Gabrielle Kent is the author of the Alfie Bloom series (Scholastic) and runs the Animex festival of Animation and Computer Games. Gabrielle has been named as one of the Top 100 most influential women in the gaming industry. Rex Crowle is a BAFTA award winning animation director and video game designer.