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settlements that border the Glimmering Forest. Then the Pixies think they can take the rest of the forest for themselves.”
    “I can’t help Fidget get a bunch of Fairies hurt. Do her parents know about this?”
    “The king and queen of the Pixies are on vacation. They told Fidget if she solved the Fairy problem before they came back, they’d let her take surfing lessons.”
    “Mr. Willimaker says that if I don’t release Grissel, the Pixies will kill me,” Elliot said.
    “Probably.” Harold fluttered down on a rock and rested his head on his hands. “I love flying, but it’s tiring.”
    “Can we get back to fixing my problem?” Elliot asked.
    “Huh? Oh, I can’t fix your problem. I’m a Shapeshifter, not a miracle maker. But I can do one thing for you. It’ll be morning soon at your house. Until you get this all worked out, I’ll go to the surface and pretend to be you.”
    “No thanks,” Elliot said.
    “It’ll be fine,” Harold said. “I’ve imitated humans plenty of times before. No one will even notice a difference.”
    “Don’t,” Elliot said.
    “You’d rather your mom wakes up and finds you missing?”
    “My family might not care. I wasn’t very nice to them before I left.”
    Harold grabbed a root to get closer to Elliot in his jail. “You want the whole town of Sprite’s Hollow out looking for you, your picture in the paper? All that homework you’d miss?”
    Elliot sighed. “Okay, fine. But you can’t change things or do anything different from what I would do. Just stay in my room as much as you can, and don’t talk to anyone unless you have to.”
    “No problem,” Harold said.
    Elliot gestured at Tubs, who was still sleeping. “What about him?”
    Harold shrugged. “I already put his clothes over a bucket and mop in the corner of your kitchen. So far nobody’s noticed that it’s not him. Just do what the Pixies want, and you’ll both be home soon.”
    With that, Harold snapped his fingers and poofed away. Tubs was taking up the entire space on the ground of their cell, so there was no room to sit. Elliot leaned against the wall at the edge of the jail and closed his eyes to think. He didn’t know what worried him most—that the Pixies were going to kill him, or that Harold the Shapeshifter was going to take his place at home.



 
    Dear Reader, in this chapter, you’re going to hear about Elliot’s next visitor to his jail. You may wonder if his next visitor is Diffle McSnug, who has recently returned from an exciting trip to the Far East, where his hot air balloon became tangled in a flock of migrating geese. Of course, as you should well know, there is no character in this book named Diffle McSnug. Don’t you think Elliot would be confused if a character who doesn’t exist in this book suddenly showed up at his Pixie prison with a story about hot air balloons and migrating geese? It’s too bad Diffle’s not a character, though. You would bite off your fingernails with fright hearing how Diffle fell to the earth after the angry geese chewed through the ropes of his basket. And you’d be shocked to know the amazing way he survived. You wouldn’t believe it, even if you heard the story.
    Which of course, you won’t, because this is Elliot’s story. Diffle needs to get his own book.
    Elliot only had to wait about twenty minutes before his next visitor (not Diffle McSnug) poofed in to see him.
    Mr. Willimaker’s daughter, Patches, ran forward, trying to hug Elliot through the thick tree root bars of his prison. This really meant that she hugged the bars more than she hugged Elliot, but, Dear Reader, you should not take this to mean that Patches loved the prison more than she loved Elliot. She just couldn’t reach him, that’s all.
    Elliot had saved Patches from the Goblins twice. In her opinion, that made Elliot at least as cool as her great-great grandfather Willimaker, who had fought in the Demon wars a thousand years ago.
    “Here,” she said, pushing a