From: Wow! 366 Speedy Stories in just 366 words
"It's not fair!" Archie said. "Why do I always have to look after the twins?"
"I've got to take these cakes to the fete. Dad's in the garden if you need him," Mum said and whirled out, her arms full of tins filled with delicious cakes nestling moist and sweet inside.
That was the good part of the village fete - the food, and Mum's cakes in particular. The rubbish part was looking after the twins. They were dressed as ladybirds for the dance they were going to do at the fete with all the other little girls from Miss Katherine's Dance Academy.
'These costumes are stupid," Molly said. (You could tell it was Molly because she had a sprinkle of freckles across her nose.)
"We want to be pink ladybirds," Polly said. "Pink is cool."
"Ladybirds are always red," Archie said.
"Make us pink," Molly insisted.
"No!" Archie said.
The twins' eyes filled with tears. Archie was alarmed; that always happened before his sisters lost their tempers and got him into trouble.
"All right," Archie sighed.
In no time at all the twins had changed into their pink tights, their pink T-shirts and their pink skirts. Archie drew big fat spots in black marker pen on the back of the T-shirts and the skirts. Then he unpinned the net wings from the red costumes and pinned them under the twins' pink arms. Finally, he jammed the little black caps with antennae on to their heads.
"Cool!" Molly and Polly chimed.
"You're in trouble," Dad said when he came in from the garden.
He was right. Mum wasn't too pleased when Dad turned up at the fete with two pink ladybirds.
I'm not getting any cake today, Archie thought sadly.
Miss Katherine and the other mums weren't pleased either because when the ladybirds did their dance, everyone noticed the pink ones.
"Adorable!"
"So cute!"
"Little stars!"
Mum smiled. She ignored all the cross mums and gave Archie an especially large piece of Victoria sponge filled with her best butter icing.
Life isn't bad after all, thought Archie, munching away. And he had really enjoyed drawing those big black spots on the twins' costumes - he'd always hated pink.
"It's not fair!" Archie said. "Why do I always have to look after the twins?"
"I've got to take these cakes to the fete. Dad's in the garden if you need him," Mum said and whirled out, her arms full of tins filled with delicious cakes nestling moist and sweet inside.
That was the good part of the village fete - the food, and Mum's cakes in particular. The rubbish part was looking after the twins. They were dressed as ladybirds for the dance they were going to do at the fete with all the other little girls from Miss Katherine's Dance Academy.
'These costumes are stupid," Molly said. (You could tell it was Molly because she had a sprinkle of freckles across her nose.)
"We want to be pink ladybirds," Polly said. "Pink is cool."
"Ladybirds are always red," Archie said.
"Make us pink," Molly insisted.
"No!" Archie said.
The twins' eyes filled with tears. Archie was alarmed; that always happened before his sisters lost their tempers and got him into trouble.
"All right," Archie sighed.
In no time at all the twins had changed into their pink tights, their pink T-shirts and their pink skirts. Archie drew big fat spots in black marker pen on the back of the T-shirts and the skirts. Then he unpinned the net wings from the red costumes and pinned them under the twins' pink arms. Finally, he jammed the little black caps with antennae on to their heads.
"Cool!" Molly and Polly chimed.
"You're in trouble," Dad said when he came in from the garden.
He was right. Mum wasn't too pleased when Dad turned up at the fete with two pink ladybirds.
I'm not getting any cake today, Archie thought sadly.
Miss Katherine and the other mums weren't pleased either because when the ladybirds did their dance, everyone noticed the pink ones.
"Adorable!"
"So cute!"
"Little stars!"
Mum smiled. She ignored all the cross mums and gave Archie an especially large piece of Victoria sponge filled with her best butter icing.
Life isn't bad after all, thought Archie, munching away. And he had really enjoyed drawing those big black spots on the twins' costumes - he'd always hated pink.