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girl-fairies were good at cooking, but Elly wasn’t one of them. It was a bit too much like doing spells for her liking — all that ‘pinch of this, splash of that’ stuff. Elly tended to get the pinches muddled up with the splashes. In fact, the only food that Elly could cook was party food.
    Mrs Snidely was waiting for them when they arrived, wearing a neat white apron that looked brand new. Written on the board behind her was a recipe.
    â€˜Today,’ announced Mrs Snidely, ‘we are going to make sausage rolls. Work in pairs and follow the recipe on the board.’
    Elly was relieved. Party food! Maybe this wouldn’t be so hard after all. ‘We won’t need to follow the recipe,’ Elly said confidently to Jess. ‘I’ve made sausage rolls heaps of times.’
    â€˜Are you sure?’ said Jess. ‘Human sausage rolls might be different.’
    Elly laughed. ‘How different could they be?’ she asked.

    Elly measured out the ingredients while Jess did the mixing. Caitlin and Clarabelle were working on the next bench along, and Elly could tell that Clarabelle was working extra hard to try and beat them. But they didn’t know the recipe and had to keep looking at the board. It wasn’t long before Elly and Jess were miles ahead.
    â€˜I can’t believe you had so much trouble at fairy school,’ said Jess. ‘You’re practically the best student here already.’
    Elly felt embarrassed. She wasn’t used to being told she was good at things, especially school things. Even Mrs Snidely looked impressed when she came over to inspect the trays. She put the tray in the oven and turned on the timer.
    â€˜Let me know when they’re done,’ she said, looking hungrily at Jess and Elly’s sausage rolls as she shut the door. ‘I’ll come over and try one.’
    Elly smiled. Jess had been right. Cooking was fun. It was much more fun than fairy cooking. Fairy kitchens have lots of appliances but sometimes the appliances make things harder rather than easier. Like the fairy mixing bowl. It was designed to really enjoy mixing things, but the problem is it enjoys mixing so much that it often doesn’t want you to take the mixture out! It just keeps stirring and stirring and if you get too close it splatters you with batter. The human mixing bowls seemed much better behaved.
    When the oven-timer rang, everyone gathered round. Jess lifted out the tray.
    â€˜Wow,’ said Caitlin. ‘They look so great!’
    It was true. The sausage rolls were golden brown on top and smelled great.
    â€˜I’d better try the first one,’ said Mrs Snidely, pushing to the front of the crowd. ‘Just in case anything is wrong with them.’
    But as she reached towards the biggest, juiciest sausage roll, something very unusual happened. The roll began to roll! It moved slowly at first, but the closer Mrs Snidely’s hand got, the faster it rolled. Mrs Snidely pulled her hand away in fright. The roll stopped rolling.
    Mrs Snidely shook her head. ‘I must have imagined it,’ she muttered to herself. She cautiously reached her hand out again. But the moment she got close, the sausage roll began to roll again, this time at double the speed.
    Jess looked at Elly in alarm. ‘Did you put a spell on them?’ Jess whispered.
    â€˜They’re sausage rolls ,’ Elly whispered back. ‘That’s what they’re supposed to do, isn’t it?’
    Jess rolled her eyes. She should’ve known better than to follow a fairy’s cooking instructions. ‘Generally humans prefer food that stays still,’ she said.
    Jess looked around at her classmates. Did they know what was going on? A few people were laughing, but most of the faces in the kitchen wore shocked expressions. And the most shocked expression of all was on the face of their teacher.
    Mrs Snidely turned and glared at Elly and Jess. ‘Would