fairy, all dressed in brown, came towards them. He walked with a rolling gait and from the front, Daisy couldnât see his wings at all.
âSo youâre Peaâs new friend. Iâm Pod, her overprotective dad.â He laughed, a deep rumbling laugh. Daisy liked him immediately.
âSince you seem to be acquainted, Pea can fill you in while I see if the band is ready,â said Cyan, heading to where a group of fairies had begun setting up their instruments.
âSo,â said Pea, leaning in conspiratorially. âShall I start with the other musicians?â
She pointed out a dainty fairy in a pale-pink dress who stood apart from the group.
âThat oneâs Boronia.â Boronia was accompanied by an older fairy who looked to be talking sternly to her. âThe grumpy curmudgeon is her mum, Grevillea.â
Daisy giggled. Pod shot his daughter a reproachful look as Grevillea glanced in their direction. Pea paid no attention.
âThe two boys with the wavy brown hair are Grebe and Lark. Grebe, the shorter one without wings, is the one competing.â
âIs Lark his brother?â asked Maggie. Her voice was casual but her eyes sparkled.
Daisy poked her sister. âYou like him, donât you?â
âI donât even know him,â said Maggie, her face flushing red.
âYes, but you want to,â whispered Daisy.
âHe is handsome,â said Maggie.
âRose and Ella certainly think so.â Pea nodded in the direction of two identical fairies with matching rainbow dresses and rosella wings. They were giggling and shooting covert looks in Larkâs direction.
âTheyâre twin sisters who perform together. They seemed friendly enough when I talked to them, although it was a bit hard to join in with them finishing each otherâs sentences.â
âAnd what about the other boy?â asked Daisy. âThe one standing by himself.â
âThatâs Ash. He doesnât say much.â
âContestants, over here please!â Cyan clapped her hands and gestured for the contestants to move closer.
Daisy gave Maggie a hug, whispered âGood luckâ, then watched with Pod as Pea and Maggie joined the others with Cyan.
When Pod turned to stand beside her, Daisy caught a glimpse of shiny, bronze, Christmas-beetle wings lying against his back.
âIsnât this exciting?!â Pod said. âI just hope Pea doesnât knock someone off the stage.â
Daisy wondered if he was kidding but then, watching Pea stumble over her feet, she realised it was a real possibility.
Please
, thought Daisy.
Donât let it be Maggie.
Then she crossed her fingers for both of them.
I ntrigued to know what Cyan was explaining, Daisy and Pod moved closer to listen.
âThere will be three rounds,â said Cyan. âIn the first round you will play your instrument. In the second, you will perform your original song. The songbird duets will be the finale.â She pointed to a row of chairs at the base of the log. âThatâs where youâll sit when it isnât your turn.â
âWhoâll be going first?â Grevillea interrupted, pushing past the contestants to stand beside Boronia.
Cyan shot her an impatient look. âI donât know yet.â
âBoronia should be first or last,â Grevillea continued. âThe strongest performers always have those positions.â Boronia cringed at her motherâs second interruption.
âI will make that decision later,â said Cyan through gritted teeth. She turned back to the contestants. âThose of you with wings may fly to and from the stage. Grebe will take the stairs.â
Grebe had been watching the band setting up. He looked back to Cyan upon hearing his name. âSorry,â he apologised. âWhat did you say?â
âThatâs my brother, always looking ahead to the exciting part instead of concentrating on right