A Slice of Competition: Little Witches, #7

By Emmie B.

The Baking Trio is back and this time they're competing...

 

It's time for the Butterpond Summer Lights Festival, a festival that visits Butterpond towards the end of the summer. The crew is old enough to enter the festival's competitions this year. Lila, Mason, and Dar are competing in the bake-off. Kirby, Ruby, and Ben are taking on the flower crown competition. Will Mason and Dar stay civil when nothing goes to plan? Will they be able to finish the competition when all hope seems lost? 

Magical ingredients, a withered tree, unexpected allergies, and some fierce competition. This is a summer they won't forget.

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Emmie B.
• Release date: Oct 25, 2020
• ISBN: 9781953798145

Book preview

1

Lila Teafeather let her head fall under the cool lake water and pulled the hair tie from her bun, releasing her long purple hair. The water felt great after the heat of the August air on her skin. August in Connecticut was the only time, in Lila’s opinion, it got hot enough to swim in Butterpond Lake. Her friends swam in the lake from May until October, but that was not how Lila wanted to live her life. Semi-warm water and superheated air was the only way she would be poking a toe in.

Water splashed her face and she spluttered up from her floating position to see Molly, her friend Ruby’s familiar, running up and down the bank of the lake. She bounded into the water and crashed next to Kirby’s relaxed face peeking out from where she was floating.

Lila started laughing. She had never seen Molly so active. When she and Kirby visited Ruby at her house, Molly was usually sleeping. And when she went to Grandmum’s to practice with Ruby, Molly always seemed shy, sticking close to Ruby’s legs until she warmed up to the other familiars.

What’s gotten into her? Lila asked Ruby, swiping away the water Molly had splashed on her.

Oh, Molly loves the lake. It took some time for her to get comfortable with it, but she loves to splash people. Ruby said, laughing as Molly zoomed up and down on the bank before taking aim and bounding into the water at Ruby.

Well, it’s disturbing my zen. Kirby grumped. Kirby’s hair, which was usually bouncing around her head like a halo, was now sunk down to around her shoulder blades from the water.

Wow, Lila breathed, I didn’t know your hair was so long Kirb.

She looked down, surprised. Oh, yeah. It just doesn't look like it when it’s dry because it’s sooooooooooo curly. She shrugged. I don’t mind it though. I love my curls.

Me too, Lila laughed, I just haven’t seen you with your hair wet in a while.

Kirby was probably going to say something, but just as she opened her mouth to speak, Molly did another drive-by splashing and left Kirby’s hair even wetter than before. Lila couldn’t help it, she laughed.

Guys! A familiar voice called.

Lila turned to see her friends Mason and Dar on the bank waving a piece of paper around. Lila moved closer.

Hey guys, what’s up? Lila asked, trying to dry her eyes. It did not help. She only managed to smear more water across her face. At least it wasn’t saltwater.

The Summer Light Festival Bake-off! Mason said, waving the flyer again. We’re old enough to enter this year.

Dar nodded emphatically. And we talked to the event organizers, cus you know how they only choose three baking teams for each age group?

Lila nodded. Her belly getting knotted up.

Well, they said that if you said you wanted to do it then we were in. Apparently we are the best baking trio of our age category in Butterpond.

How many other kids bake as obsessively as you three do? Kirby asked. Ruby laughed.

Good point. Dar admitted. But it still means that we will get the chance to bring home the victory. I can’t wait to beat the socks off of Taylor Brown.

They nodded.

Just then Molly bounded into the water again splashing Dar.

Ewww, I’ve got Butterpond Lake water on me. She exclaimed. She wiped at her jeans, then stopped. Why is our town called Butterpond instead of Butterlake?

Lila laughed, I actually know the answer. She told her friends.

"What? I actively