What happened when the fairies swapped
their jobs.
They practiced.
Ellen insisted Breeze watch. She told him he had to pretend to be a sleeping child. He thought she was bossy but he didn’t mind being the sleeping child until Izzy tumbled him out of his sleep on the wide branch. He hit the ground with a bang.
Ellen made Izzy do it over and over again until she got it right. Breeze grumbled loudly each time he hit the ground.
Next it was Ellen’s turn to wake the trees up. “This will be easy peasy,” she said.
He hoped it would be for the tree’s sake.
It wasn’t.
The first time she tried it the trees bloomed bright red.
Breeze said, “They look hot.”
The second time she woke them they flipped upside down and their roots were waving at the clouds. A lot of angry squirrels and birds left in a hurry. But the third time she did it perfectly.
Now we are ready to start work,” Izzy rubbed her hands together. “This will be fun.”
They agreed to meet back at Tulips house at dawn.
Breeze sat and waited for the sun to rise. He liked watching it climb out of its bed. He said good night to the moon. It smiled at him.
Minutes later he heard a loud noise. He climbed the tallest tree to spy on Hungry Wood which was a few miles from Mudpile Wood.
It was called Hungry Wood because the Ogres who lived there were always hungry.
This morning the wood was shimmering and hopping.
“Oh dear it shouldn’t be doing that. Or should it?” He called for Tulip. She took a look and called Elegant to come and help.
The three friends decided to visit Hungry wood.
“This is not good at all.” Elegant said when they were close to the wood.
Every tree and bush was trembling. Animals scurried and raced from it. They huddled in a group behind Breeze. He wondered what was going on.
There was a loud belching noise and a giant oak shot from the ground to fall back into place shuddering and groaning. Then a hawthorn tree did the same little dance. Ellen came out of the wood shaking her head. Her hair stood on end and she looked frightened. “I don’t understand it, I did everything I had done in practice but it is n’t working.”
Elegant sighed. “Every wood is different, they have to be treated differently.” She flew into the wood and a moment later there was a great shimmering rainbow of green that flowed over the wood followed by silence.
When Elegant came back to them, Ellen hugged her. “Thank you.” She squinted and looked beyond the wood. “I hope everything went well with Izzy.”
“We will have to wait and see.” Elegant told her.
Mudpile Wood 
aw you are so creative and good with detail, love it
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