TITLE: Marcus Tuttle and the Missing Furballium
GENRE: Middle Grade Fantasy
“Pheebee! Frumpus! Come out at once!” shouted Professor Marcus Tuttle, whipped cream dripping down his green forehead.
“Those darned Frumpii!” he muttered, as he wiped it out of his eyes.
Moments before he’d been contentedly writing at his desk when he’d run out of ink.
He’d gotten up to get a new inkpot from an overhead cabinet, but as he opened the door, mounds of wet whipped cream had plopped down on his head.
He knew immediately who was responsible. His high-spirited Frumpii loved to play practical jokes.
“Come out you two! Show yourselves right now!”
Unsurprisingly, neither Frumpii appeared. Grumbling, he started searching for them. He checked under his desk. That wasn’t easy, since he was a giant turtle, and his shell made bending over difficult. But there were no Frumpii hiding underneath the desk, only some scraps of paper. He got up slowly and shuffled over to peer in the umbrella stand. No Frumpii there.
Marcus cringed as he jerked open a cabinet door, but he braved getting covered in paint or more whipped cream because he really wanted to scold them. They weren’t hiding in any of the cabinets. However, since nothing else fell on his head he began to calm down a little. He came across a photo he’d taken of the Frumpii on their birthday, and he couldn’t help but smile. He had to admit that they could be cute.