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swallowed up by a fish,’ said Biscuits. ‘A socking great shark.’
    â€˜He’s going to get us later,’ I said.
    â€˜Oh, pooh,’ said Biscuits. ‘We’ll get
him
.’
    â€˜To the rescue. Super-Tim and Biscuit-Boy!’
    â€˜
Dan-de-dan-dan-daaaan
,’ Biscuits chanted.
    We reached the bank. Theresa was bobbing in the scummy shallows, her purple hair wafting like water-weed. I got my paddle and used it like a fish slice, scooping Theresa up in the air.

    She had never been a very pretty little doll. She’d now lost whatever looks she’d had. But Kelly was still thrilled to get her back. She hugged and kissed her. And you’ll never guess what. She hugged and kissed
me
.
    Biscuits said he was very glad that
I
was the one who fished her out.
    When we were in the kitchens clearing up after tea, Kelly tried to tame Theresa’s alarming new hairstyle with a small scrubbing-brush.
    Laura and Lesley sighed.
    â€˜You’re hopeless, Kelly,’ said Laura. ‘Look, give her here, I’ll do it.’
    She had her own little pocket hairbrush. Kelly held Theresa while Laura brushed and styled her purple tresses.
    â€˜You’re ever so good at hairstyles, Laura,’ said Lesley.
    â€˜Keep Theresa
still
, Kelly,’ said Laura.
    â€˜She’s shivering,’ said Kelly. She peered round and found a scrunched-up J-cloth. ‘Here. This will keep you warm until we get your little dress dry.’
    â€˜Look, I could do with that cloth, Kelly,’ said Giles, washing dishes at the sink. ‘This one’s all holey and horrible.’
    â€˜Theresa’s need is greater than yours, Giles,’ said Kelly firmly.
    â€˜You and that stupid doll.’
    â€˜She’s
not
a doll, she’s a
troll
,’ said Kelly.
    â€˜We were winning,’ Giles wailed. ‘And yet we ended up last because of you and Biscuits and
Tim
.’
    He dug me hard with his elbow, right in my tummy. ‘Why did you have to mess about for hours getting Kelly’s stupid doll?’
    â€˜TROLL!’ Kelly shouted, flicking washing-up water in Giles’s face.
    â€˜Kelly! Cut it out,’ said Giles, splashing her back. He splashed me too. ‘And then you got your canoe stuck in the mud on the bank!’

    â€˜It wasn’t our fault,’ said Biscuits, emerging from the food cupboard, his hand deep in a packet of Frosties.
    â€˜Yes, it’s not
our
fault we’re not very good at canoeing,’ I said.
    â€˜The thing is, Tim, you’re not good at
anything
,’ said Giles.
    Kelly splashed Giles again.
    Giles splashed Kelly. He also splashed Laura by mistake.
    â€˜Giles!’ Laura squeaked. ‘Look at my shirt, it’s soaking!’
    â€˜Oh, Giles, you’ve got Laura all wet,’ said Lesley.
    â€˜Tim’s the one that’s wet,’ said Giles, splashing me again. ‘Wet and weedy and pathetic.’
    â€˜You shut up, Piles,’ said Biscuits, flicking Frosties at him. ‘You’re the one that’s pathetic.’
    â€˜Yeah, Tim rescued Theresa. He’s a hero!’ said Kelly, and she splashed Giles.
    He splashed her back. Copiously. Laura
and
Lesley got soaked this time. So they splashed Giles back. He splashed me again. Biscuits emptied the Frosties all over him. We all burst out laughing because he looked so funny. I threw my wiping-cloth at him. I missed, but it didn’t matter. We all started splashing and shrieking and then Jake suddenly charged into the kitchen and bellowed at us.
    â€˜What on
earth
are you lot playing at?’
    We ended up on our hands and knees doing an awful lot of mopping.





Chapter Five
    I FOUND OUT !
    Jake and Sally had set this huge great obstacle race. We were all lined up in our teams: the Lions, the Panthers, the Cheetahs – and us. Giles was dead eager. Kelly was bobbing about, Theresa clutched in her fist. Laura and Lesley were giggling.