Free Tinker Bell and the Lost Treasure by Disney Digital Books

Clarion had stepped backstage. “Fairy Mary, Minister of Autumn. Is anything the matter?”
    “Yes, Your Highness,” said the Minister of Autumn.
    “No, Your Highness,” Fairy Mary said at the exact same time.
    Queen Clarion clasped her hands together and narrowed her eyes. “Where is Tinker Bell?” she asked.
    Fairy Mary’s head began to spin. This was terrible. This was awful. So awful she could hardly get the words out. “Um … well … uh … we’ve been … uh …”
    Fairy Mary cast her eyes upward so she wouldn’t have to meet Queen Clarion’s stern gaze. And to her utter amazement, she saw a huge balloon sweeping down with Tink and Terence hanging from the rigging.
    “There she is,” Fairy Mary said with a sigh of relief so deep, she almost fell over again.
    “Hello!” Tinker Bell called out, waving.
    By now, all the fairies who had gathered for the revelry had spotted the balloon. A roar of applause filled the forest. Fairy Mary and the queen watched as the balloon settled on some tree branches. Tink and Terence stepped out, followed by Blaze.
    “I made it,” Tinker Bell said happily.
    “Now, that’s an entrance!” Queen Clarion said. A smile lurked at the corners of her mouth.
    “Right in the nick of time,” Bobble said approvingly.
    The fairies continued to cheer as Tinker Bell approached the queen, dropping down on one knee. “Your Highness,” she said respectfully.
    Queen Clarion gestured to the fairies to be quiet. When the forest was silent, she spoke. “Tinker Bell. At the beginning of the season you were entrusted with a great responsibility. Where is the Autumn Scepter?”
    Fairy Mary squeezed her fists so hard, she could feel her nails digging into her palms. Had Tinker Bell succeeded?
    Tinker Bell lifted her head, and her large eyes were full of apology. “There were some … uhhhh … complications.”
    Fairy Mary felt the color drain from her face. Queen Clarion turned to look at her, as if to ask whether she knew anything about this. Fairy Mary gave a tiny shake of her head.
    “But it’s ready now, Your Highness.” Tink turned, and Terence handed her something wrapped in a leaf.
    Queen Clarion led Tinker Bell to the stage. “This way, Tinker Bell.”
    Tink placed the shrouded scepter in a special holder in the middle of the stage. “Fairies of Pixie Hollow, I present … the Autumn Scepter.”
    Tink whipped off the leaf, and Fairy Mary felt her eyes bulge and her heart stop.
    If that was a scepter, then Fairy Mary was a june bug. It didn’t look like a scepter at all. It looked like an old hand mirror with bits of gold and scepter shards glued all around it. Artistic, and well … beautiful, in a Tinker Bell kind of way. But where was the orderly, geometric design Tinker Bell had shown them? And where was the moonstone?
    Fairy Mary peered more closely and realized that the moonstone was in pieces. Once again, her head began to swim. This was a tragedy. A huge disaster.
    The one and only moonstone was broken!
    Fairy Mary clenched and unclenched her hands and began to count as if her life depended on it. Actually, as if Tinker Bell’s life depended on it. Because if Fairy Mary ever got her hands around Tinker Bell’s neck … “One thousand four hundred and ninety—”
    But before Fairy Mary could get the word five out of her mouth, the world went black and she fainted.

T inker Bell saw Fairy Mary collapse. “No. No. No. Don’t worry, Fairy Mary. It’s okay. Just wait.” Tink sounded confident, but inside, she was quaking.
    Will it work? Will it really work?
    Fairy Mary woke up, but she didn’t look happy. Terence stared up at the moon. “Come on. Come on … ,” he urged.
    “Please work,” Tinker Bell whispered. “Please.”
    Blaze flew in circles and crossed his antennae.
    As all the fairies watched, holding their breath, the moon moved into its final position. Its rays touched the scepter and— WHOOSH! —the result was spectacular.
    Thousands of beams