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For Hollie – LB
For Ali and Sarah – RLO
For Molly – David O’Connell
Cover and interior illustrations by David O’Connell
Special thanks to Liz Bankes and Rebecca Lewis-Oakes
Text first published in Great Britain in 2019
by Egmont UK Limited
The Yellow Building, 1 Nicholas Road, London W11 4AN
Text copyright © 2019 Egmont UK Ltd
Illustrations copyright © 2019 David O’Connell
First e-book edition 2019
ISBN 978 1 4052 9479 9
Ebook ISBN 978 1 4052 9480 5
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Contents
Chapter One: Back to Unicorn School
Chapter Three: Bungee Wrestling
Chapter Four: The Egg and Spoonicorn Race
Chapter Five: Sabotage . . . ?
Chapter Six: The Seriously Sporty Events
Chapter Seven: Trainer Stealing!
Chapter Eight: Into the Forest . . .
Chapter Nine: Unicorns Pointing North
Chapter Ten: The Mystery Quest
MISS GLITTERHORN’S GENERAL KNOWLEDGE QUIZ
UNICORN JOKES
Mira Desai had been in the kitchen since 5 a.m. doing her homework.
Usually this would be a very strange thing to do, but Mira’s homework was for Unicorn School, and was much more fun than normal homework, so she wanted to spend every spare moment she had on it. The pupils had been asked to make a present for their unicorn, and Mira had thought of the PERFECT present for her unicorn, Dave. She was making him a lunch box. Dave loved lunch. And breakfast . . . and dinner!
Dave wasn’t everyone’s idea of the perfect unicorn – and he wasn’t what Mira had been expecting when she dreamed of going to Unicorn School. He was plump, with stumpy little legs and a mane like straw that stuck up in all directions. And Dave was a bit naughty. And lazy. And greedy. But NO ONE could make Mira laugh like Dave could – AND he was her UBFF (Unicorn Best Friend Forever). Nothing could change that.
Right now she was decorating the special lunch box with pictures of all the fun they’d had on her last trip to Unicorn School.
Mira was just writing Dave’s name in glitter when her sister Rani joined her in the kitchen. Rani was two years older than Mira and also went to Unicorn School. She was in Class Yellow, while Mira was in Class Red (the classes went up through all the colours of the rainbow). Rani’s unicorn was called Angelica and Rani always went on about how special and sparkly she was and how they won loads of medals. Rani laid a piece of paper on the table and put her fluffy pencil case next to it. She was making a poster to go on Angelica’s stable door. She started carefully drawing her unicorn with a gel pen.
‘I’m just drawing a picture of the time Angelica and I won THREE medals in ONE DAY,’ Rani announced.
Mira looked at the side of the lunch box. She had stuck on a picture of the time Dave had eaten three cakes in one minute.
‘What’s that?’ said Rani, leaning over. ‘It looks like a blob eating some other blobs. And why have you drawn a rat?’
‘That’s ME,’ said Mira crossly.
Rani went on. ‘It’s actually easier for you, you know. Everyone is SO jealous of me having a perfect unicorn like Angelica. But no one would want your unicorn – everyone knows he’s the naughtiest, rubbishest unicorn in the world.’
Mira shook her head. Rani had no idea about the adventures she had with Dave. They’d made it all the way through the Fearsome Forest AND performed a daring rescue on the Mystical Danger Cliff. Mira turned to her sister. ‘Rubbishest isn’t a word,’ she said.
They kept drawing in silence. A bit later, Mira and Rani’s mum and dad came down. ‘It’s so wonderful that they have this experience to share,’ said Dad.
Then Mira grabbed Rani’s pink gel pen and Rani put Mira in a headlock and so Mum had to separate them. She told them to get their bags and get in the car – it was time to go back to Unicorn School!
Mira was so excited that she could hardly keep still as they drove to the Magic Portal