Elsbett & Robin Take On A-Nasty-Sia
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Can two kids save their castle on their hill, its ill-tempered moat, and the mysterious Enchanted Forest around it? If you want to know, and are brave enough to hear of all their wild adventures and misadventures along the way, Elsbett & Robin Take on A-Nasty-Sia is the book for you! Elsbett and Robin live in a castle on the teetery-tottery-tip of a tall hill in a magic land where things are rarely as they seem. When their home is threatened, and their guardian, a kooky old Professor, is incapacitated, it is up to the two to save the day!
Danai Sabrina Kadzere
Danai Kadzere is a recent graduate of Harvard University. A German-South African-Zimbabwean-American, Danai loves travel, adventures, and the amazing world of books. She hopes young readers will enjoy her stories as much as she enjoys writing them, and hopes to contribute to the expanding vocabularies of young literati everywhere!
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Elsbett & Robin Take On A-Nasty-Sia - Danai Sabrina Kadzere
Elsbett & Robin Take On A-Nasty-Sia
Danai Sabrina Kadzere
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2014 Danai Kadzere
For C-Dude and BenBär
Chapter Zero
What did you get?
Well...it was a really slow day and—
I said, what did you get?
"I mean, I tried, I really did. But there were—ah-choo!—coppers everywhere and I didn’t want to—" The man, a sickly-looking fellow in his early twenties with an oversized red nose and undersized watery eyes, holds up a handful of coins and crumpled one dollar bills.
"You’re worthless, do you know that? I work all day, stealing to make ends meet and pay our rent and that’s it? We can’t even pay for all the tissues you use with that! You little—" The tall, pointy woman slaps the change out of the man’s hand, sending coins flying through the air.
—but Anastasia, sweetie
whimpers the man.
"Don’t you ‘Anastasia, sweetie’ me, Martin—" starts Anastasia as she takes a series of menacing towards where Martin cowers on the thoroughly worn, heavily stained sofa.
SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK.
Martin stops mid-whimper and Anastasia stops mid-glower as the loud sound clangs throughout the apartment. They look at each other, then jump up and run, Martin sneezing and Anastasia frowning, down the hall of their cramped studio apartment.
Did you—?
asks Anastasia.
No, but how—?
asks Martin.
The two stare in wonder at the washing machine. To be quite frank, it is a very ordinary washing machine—plain white and not particularly new. One might wonder why the two are so startled to see it. Are they so dimwitted that they can be amazed by something as simple as an ordinary household appliance?
While such might be the case for Martin, whose sinus issues seem to far outweigh his IQ, the reason is more likely that the washing machine, which now occupies the formerly empty spot at the end of their short corridor, had not been there only a few moments before. And, at least in Boston, washing machines do not ordinarily just appear in hallways.
Anastasia opens the lid of the washing machine and looks in.
How peculiar...
she murmurs. She leans forward, peering down into the belly of the machine.
Be careful—
begins Martin. But his warning comes too late. As Anastasia leans into the machine, a strong wind picks up— indoors!—and knocks Anastasia in. With a loud WHOOSH, Anastasia is gone.
What the heck—
says Martin. He looks in after Anastasia and, just as quickly as before, the wind picks up and knocks him in.
"Ah-AH-AH-CHOO!" And with that one last sneeze echoing through the now-empty apartment, Anastasia and Martin are both gone.
Chapter One
There is an old stone castle that perches, rather precariously, on the very tip-top of a steep hill in a strange land where things are often not as they seem. It is a finicky old castle with a temperamental moat, but that is no wonder as moats tend to like protecting things and this particular moat has not had the opportunity to fend off a visitor in a long, long time. That is because below the moat, wrapped around the foot of the hill like a tea-cozy around a mug, lies an enchanted forest. And almost everyone in that land knows better than to enter an enchanted forest—anything might happen.
In that castle, on the top of that hill, lives a ragtag group. There lives a jolly old Professor Spindle, short and round with no hair on his head but plenty on his chin. Professor Spindle lives with his brainy ten-year-old nephew Robin, and a nine-, almost ten-, year-old girl with straw-like red hair and a face full of freckles. Her name is Elsbett and she moved in when Professor Spindle found her sleeping amongst the potatoes in the garden, just over nine years ago. The three of them lived alone, content as a happy, familial trio, since that day those many years ago. That is, until just over three weeks ago. Just over three weeks ago, the three found themselves with two new members in their household: a housekeeper of poor constitution, Martin, who slouches around the castle with an ever-dripping nose and an omnipresent sneeze, and a household manager, Anastasia, with a permanently ill temperament.
Some say change is good. And, sometimes, it really is. But that change, dear reader, was not so good. No, that change is what started all the trouble—that change is what sent the happy trio’s perfect little world careening far, far off of its axis.
But here I go again, getting ahead of myself. Let’s start at the beginning—but when was that? Oh well, we’ll just jump right in, then.
Right now, at this very moment, Elsbett is lying sprawled across her bed, up in her room in the very highest tower of the castle. She flips to the last page of her mathematics lesson and springs up from her bed. She dances a jig, bouncing from one foot to the other, around the perimeter of her room, stopping at the small door beside her dresser. It is a very small door, suited to her very small room, and even Elsbett, who is very small herself, must duck her head as she leaves her room. She slides down the twisting banister of the winding staircase, her red hair flying behind her head like a flame as she lets out a loud whoop!
She slides faster and faster down the winding staircase, until she comes shooting off the end in the dungeon.
Hello, Lula!
Elsbett says, taking big strides into the dark, dank space. It’s time to dust your scales!
Elsbett fumbles along the wall until her fingers connect with the handle of a broom. Oh, come on out, Lula. Please?
The floor quakes as Lula, a big dragon at a sturdy twenty feet long and three tons heavy, lumbers towards Elsbett. The dim lighting from the staircase glints off of her blue-green scales as she settles down on the floor in front of the little girl. She rests her head on her forepaws, carefully retracting her dagger-sharp claws.
Now that’s a good girl,
says Elsbett, dusting Lula from the front the tip of her snout to the tip of her tail with her broom. Lula sighs, a rumbling sound punctuated by a short burst of flame, and rolls her red eyes. She does not like being dusted and does not understand why the small human always wants to clean her. There is no harm in a little bit of grime, she thinks. But she lets Elsbett complete her fifteen-minute midday routine, because the little human girl appeals to her maternal instincts. Lula is well into her mothering years but, being a choosy dragon in a not-particularly dragon-rich part of the land, does not yet have any little dragonlings of her own. Lula is fairly attractive, as dragons go, and had her fair share of suitors when she was a young, spry little thing, but that is a very different story. In the here-and-now, Elsbett finishes sweeping off Lula.
There you are!
exclaims Elsbett, Now you’re all clean!
She steps back a few paces to look at her work and grins with satisfaction. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go eat lunch with Robin. We’re going on a picnic!
With that, Elsbett spins around and bounds up the first flight of stairs, taking them two at a time.
As Elsbett runs into the kitchen, she runs straight into Anastasia, sending them both sprawling on the floor. Oops,
giggles Elsbett, Sorry.
EEK!
shrieks Anastasia, My blouse! My new silk blouse! And my pants. My one-of-a- kind Oliver Vantucci pants! EEK!
Anastasia’s new designer clothes, which she seems to have an endless supply of, despite the apparent isolation of the castle, are ruined. The dainty porcelain cup in Anastasia’s freshly manicured hand is empty and a large, espresso-colored stain covers her front.
Well, you did say espresso is very ‘in’ right now
Elsbett offers, looking only vaguely apologetic.
Argh!
is all that Anastasia says in reply, as she teeters back onto her stiletto-ed feet and totters out of the kitchen, emitting high-pitched sounds of distress every few moments. Robin walks in, looking over his shoulder at Anastasia’s retreating figure.
What did you do this time?
Robin asks as he opens the fridge and pulls out a carton of milk. He unscrews the cap and holds the carton inches above his mouth as he pours the milk in. Ahhhhh.
I bumped into her and made her espresso spill,
answered Elsbett, with a little shrug, I’ll make the sandwiches. You pack the drinks and desserts, ’kay?
She ducks under his arm and takes cherry jelly and peanut butter from the fridge, along with a long, golden baguette. She takes a sharp knife and slices the baguette right down the middle before slathering one half with almost an inch of peanut butter and the other with almost an inch of jelly. She sprinkles walnuts on the peanut butter half and slaps the two halves together, slicing the baguette into quarters. She wraps it all in a red- and-white checkered dishtowel. Done!
Robin finishes packing some things into a wicker basket and Elsbett throws her red-and- white checkered packet on top.
"Where are