Free Horrid Henry Tricks the Tooth Fairy by Francesca Simon Page B

paper, wet it, and covered his two bottom teeth. He smiled at himself in the mirror. Perfect, thought Henry. He smiled again.
    Then Henry stuck a pair of dracula teeth under his pillow. He tied a string around the biggest tooth, and tied the string to his finger.When the Tooth Fairy came, the string would pull on his finger and wake him up.
    All right,Tooth Fairy, thought Henry. You think you’re so smart. Find your way out of this one.
    The next morning was Saturday. Henry woke up and felt under his pillow.The string was still attached to his finger, but the dracula teeth were gone. In their place was something small and round…
    “My dollar coin!” crowed Henry. He grabbed it.
    The dollar coin was plastic.
    There must be some mistake, thought Henry. He checked under the pillow again. But all he found was a folded piece of bright blue paper, covered in stars.
    Henry opened it.There, in tiny gold letters, he read:

    “Rats,” said Henry.
    From downstairs came the sound of Mom shouting.
    “Henry! Get down here this minute!”
    “What now?” muttered Henry, heaving his heavy bones out of bed.
    “Yeah?” said Henry.
    Mom held up an empty jar.
    “Well?” said Mom.
    Henry had forgotten all about the candy.
    “It wasn’t me,” said Henry automatically.“We must have mice.”
    “No candy for a month,” said Mom. “You’ll eat apples instead.You can start right now.”
    Ugh.Apples. Henry hated all fruits and vegetables, but apples were the worst.
    “Oh no,” said Henry.
    “Oh yes,” said Mom.“Right now.”
    Henry took the apple and bit off the teeniest, tiniest piece he could.
    CRUNCH. CRACK.
    Henry choked.Then he swallowed, gasping and spluttering.
    His mouth felt funny. Henry poked around with his tongue and felt a space.
    He shoved his fingers in his mouth, then ran to the mirror.
    His tooth was gone.
    He’d swallowed it.
    “It’s not fair!” shrieked Horrid Henry.

2
    HORRID HENRY’S WEDDING
    “I’m not wearing these horrible clothes and that’s that!”
    Horrid Henry glared at the mirror.A stranger smothered in a lilac ruffled shirt, green satin knickerbockers, tights, pink cummerbund tied in a floppy bow, and pointy white satin shoes with gold buckles glared back at him.
    Henry had never seen anyone looking so silly in his life.
    “Aha ha ha ha ha!” shrieked Horrid Henry, pointing at the mirror.
    Then Henry peered more closely.The ridiculous looking boy was him.
    Perfect Peter stood next to Horrid Henry. He too was smothered in a lilac ruffled shirt, green satin knickerbockers, tights, pink cummerbund, and pointy white shoes with gold buckles. But, unlike Henry, Peter was smiling.
    “Aren’t they adorable!” squealed Prissy Polly.“That’s how my children are always going to dress.”
    Prissy Polly was Horrid Henry’s horrible older cousin. Prissy Polly was always squeaking and squealing:
    “Eeek, it’s a speck of dust.”
    “Eeek, it’s a puddle.”
    “Eeek, my hair is a mess.”
    But when Prissy Polly announced she was getting married to Pimply Paul and wanted Henry and Peter to be ring bearers, Mom said yes before Henry could stop her.
    “What’s a ring bearer?” asked Henry suspiciously.
    “A ring bearer carries the wedding rings down the aisle on a satin cushion,” said Mom.
    “And throws confetti afterward,” said Dad.
    Henry liked the idea of throwing confetti. But carrying rings on a cushion?
    No thanks.
    “I don’t want to be a ring bearer,” said Henry.
    “I do, I do,” said Peter.
    “You’re going to be a ring bearer, and that’s that,” said Mom.
    “And you’ll behave yourself,” said Dad.“It’s very kind of cousin Polly to ask you.”
    Henry scowled.
    “Who’d want to be married to her?” said Henry.“I wouldn’t if you paid me a million dollars.”
    But for some reason the groom, Pimply Paul, did want to marry Prissy Polly.And, as far as Henry knew, he had not been paid one million dollars.
    Pimply Paul was also trying on his wedding