rain from the window of her room. For the first time in days, Lily felt happy. The rain was scrubbing Pixie Hollow clean, washing all the pollen away.
L ILY STARTED AWAKE . Was it morning? No, her room was still dark. Glancing out her window, she could see that the sky was starting to turn gray. It was just before dawn.
Why did I wake up? Lily wondered.
THUMP! Something banged against her window.
Startled, Lily climbed out of bed. She crept over to her window and cautiously peered out.
THUMP! A yellow and black shape threw itself against the window.
Lily quickly undid the latch. “Bumble!” she cried as the bee flew into the room. “What are you doing here? What’s wrong?”
Bumble buzzed urgently around her head. Then Lily heard a faint cry come through the open window.
“HEEEEEELP!”
Someone was in trouble! Without changing out of her nightclothes, Lily raced out of the Home Tree. Bumble followed on her heels.
Outside, she met up with Tinker Bell and Rani. They, too, had heard the cry.
“HEEEEEEELP!”
“It’s coming from over there,” said Tinker Bell. Tink’s hair, which normally she wore in a ponytail, was loose around her shoulders. Both Tink and Rani were still wearing their pajamas. Like Lily, they had come straight from their beds.
Bumble shot off in the direction Tink had pointed. The fairies followed him. The cries were coming from Lily’s garden.
When they got there, they saw Pell and Pluck, two harvest-talent fairies. They were dangling from the branches of the mysterious plant.
Pell and Pluck saw them, too. “Help us!” they cried.
Tink flew over and grabbed Pell’s hands. She tried to pull her away from the tree. But Pell’s wings seemed to be glued to the branch.
Tink looked closer. “They’re stuck in sap!” she cried. “We’ll need hot water to unstick them!”
Lily grabbed a watering can and ran over to the little stream. She filled it with water, then brought it to Rani. Rani sprinkled a pinch of fairy dust on the water and waved her hand over it. It began to steam.
Holding the watering can between them, Lily and Tink flew to Pell. Carefully, they poured the hot water over Pell’s wings. Slowly, the sap began to loosen. Tink grabbed Pell’s wrists.
Snap! Pell’s wings came free and she dropped. Only Tink’s grip on her wrists kept her from falling. Carefully, Tink lowered her to the ground.
Then Tink and Lily flew to Pluck and freed her wings, too.
When both harvest-talent fairies were on the ground, Lily and Rani used more hot water to wash the rest of the sap from their wings. The sap was hard to scrub away, but luckily neither of the fairies’ wings had been hurt.
As Lily and Rani worked, Pell and Pluck talked over one another, explaining what had happened. “We woke up early—”
Pell began. “Like we always do—” Pluck added. “And came down to the garden to pick raspberries—”
“For breakfast, you know. The cooking fairies were going to make raspberry jam.”
“We were flying through the garden—”
“It was still dark out—”
“So we couldn’t see anything. And I accidentally bumped against that plant.”
“She got stuck!”
“I got stuck! And when Pluck tried to help me, she got stuck, too!”
“And then we heard an owl!”
“We couldn’t move.”
“We thought he’d catch us for sure!”
“We called and called. We were afraid no one would ever hear us.”
“It was so scary.”
Pell and Pluck stretched out their wet wings to dry. By now the sun was up. Still, they were shivering in the cool morning air.
“Rani,” said Lily, “will you go back to the Home Tree and get some hot tea and—”
“—blankets?” Rani nodded. She put her fingers to her lips and whistled for Brother Dove, who acted as Rani’s wings. When he came, Rani climbed on his back and they flew off.
Tink looked at Lily. “The other fairies are going to be upset,” she said.
Lily nodded. “I know.”
Tink gave Lily’s hand a