Mick McArt - The Button Doll of Wordishure

This is a work of fiction. Except in references to the Lord Jesus Christ, the events and characters described herein are imaginary and not intended to refer to specific places or living persons. The author has represented and warranted full ownership and/or legal right to publish all the materials in this book.

Tales of Wordishure: The Button Doll of Wordishure

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Copyright 2012 Mick Art Productions

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Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.

Matthew 3:8

High up in the Clankabang Tree that overlooks Shepards Field, lived a family of squirrels. One day, while the parents were out collecting acorns, the younger of the two children made special plans.

Happy birthday, Sophie! proclaimed Jubilee to her little squirrel doll, which was sitting in a chair at the play table in her bedroom.

Jubilee loved to celebrate, and for this special occasion, she made fresh pickaberry tea, birthday cake, and hot-buttery poppacorn. Sophie was a gift to Jubilee from her parents. She was small and soft for hugging. Sophie was stuffed with feathers, which grew from cactickle plants, a tickly cactus that grew feathers instead of thorns. She was also stuffed with Hia Rose petals, which smelled nice. Whenever Jubilee held her close and smelled her, a cactickle feather would tickle her nose. Sophies tiny porcelain face was beautifully handpainted by a Wordishure princess, so Jubilee took extra caution to handle Sophie just right.

Today, Jubilee dressed Sophie in a purple dress with lots of silvery lace, matching the one she had on. After putting a ribbon on Sophies head, Jubilee sat down and poured her doll a cup of Pickaberry tea. As she finished, she could hear the sound of her brother outside her window.

Toot! came the sound of a loud bugle. Toot! Toot! Toot!

As Jubilee went to the window and looked out, she saw her brother Revelly standing at the bottom of their tree with a wagon filled with all sorts of multicolored balloons. Revelly loved to make all sorts of noise, especially early in the morning. That is why she usually carried a small blanket with her wherever they went, so she could catch a nap whenever he tuckered out.

I brought the balloons for Sophies party! he shouted up to her.

Jubilee climbed down from her window and gave her brother a big hug. How did you keep the balloons from floating away? she asked.

This big rock kept them safe... he replied while showing her the rock the balloon strings were tied to. Do you think Sophie will like the all these colors?

Jubilee gave him another hug. Be careful, Jubah, said Revelly, calling her by her nickname. Youre wrinkling my Tree Scout uniform!

Jubilee and Revelly both belonged to the Tree Scouts, a club that met across Shepards Field in a big tree fort. Their friend Gideon was always there, working on all sorts of neat inventions.

Where did you earn the money for these pretty balloons? wondered Jubilee as she untied a pink, then a green balloon.

I went to Shepards Field and helped the Shepard with his sheep, answered Revelly tapping his bugle. He paid me to keep him awake while he tried to do a head count.

Jubilee enjoyed hearing about Revelly using his talent to help others. But now she needed help. Can you carry these balloons up for me while I check on Sophies cake?

I sure can! he declared before giving a loud toot on his bugle.

As Jubilee went inside to the kitchen, Revelly took the balloons and climbed up to Jubilees window.

Happy birthday, Sophie! announced Revelly as he stepped inside the room. Here are some balloons.

Revelly carefully tied both balloons to Sophies small hand and then took a seat at the table. He spotted the teakettle, poured a cup, and held it up for a toast. Revelly closed his eyes and smelled the aroma of the tea as it floated up to his small black nose. Fresh pickaberry tea, my favorite! he said.

When Jubilee entered the room holding a big bowl of poppacorn, she asked, Where is Sophie?

Revelly looked to where Sophie was sitting and dropped his teacup on the table. She was gone!

She was just here! he exclaimed, standing up and looking all around. He even crawled under the table. Sticking his head out from under the tablecloth, Revelly declared, Shes gone!

Where are the balloons? panicked Jubilee, setting the poppacorn bowl on the table.

Uh oh, groaned Revelly, running over to the window. Jubilee ran and stood next to him.

High in the sky, floating lazily above Shepards Field, was Sophie, being carried off by the balloons tied to her hand.

Sophie, come back! Jubilee called after her.

Dont worry, Jubah. Ill rescue her! answered Revelly, racing down the tree to the rest of the balloons.

Wait for me! Jubilee called after him. I want to help!

But it was too late, Revelly had already wrapped the strings carefully around his wrist and untied the rest of the balloons. Jubilees eyes grew wide as she watched her brother and the multi-colored balloons rise up into the air.

Be careful! she shouted to him from the window.

Piece of cake! he shouted back, then added, Save me a piece, with chocolate!

As Revelly pursued his sisters doll, he spotted the Shepard below him. He was fast asleep and using his notebook for a pillow.

Toot! Revelly blasted on his bugle. Wake up, Shepard.

Shepard woke up and looked around groggily until he spotted Revelly floating across his field high above him. Thanks, Revelly. I was just counting them again to be sure!

Toot! replied Revelly happily as he watched some sheep scatter from the noise of his bugle.

Revelly soon passed over Shepards Field and came to the edge of Springwater Lake. He spotted his tree fort and his friend Gideon waving up to him from the doorway.

Is that you Revelly? shouted Gideon. What are you doing up there?

Im trying to rescue my sisters doll, replied the squirrel as he pointed his bugle in the direction of the floating doll.

Maybe the Tree Scouts can help, responded Gideon while climbing down the ladder of the fort. Following him down the ladder was Melody, the little girl who played piano at church, and their friend Quilliam the porcupine.

Do you see anything different from up there? asked Melody, twirling around showing off her new Tree Scout dress.

We joined the Tree Scouts! exclaimed Quilliam, whose quills were sticking out through his uniform shirt.

Toot! Toot! Toot! Revelly cheerfully bugled. Im sure Jubilee will want to celebrate this!

Is that Revellys bugle I heard? came a low rumbling voice from behind the tree scouts. I must have dozed off.

Fordywinx was the Sleeping Willow tree that the fort was in. He was very nice, and loved to take naps to refresh himself. Im sorry, Fordywinx, Revelly yelled down to him. I forgot this was your nap time.

Why are you floating around with a bunch of balloons? Fordywinx asked the small squirrel.

Ill have to explain later, replied Revelly. Then he pointed to Sophie, who was floating close by Fordywinx. Can you reach my sisters doll?