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    Headache: The Hair-Raising Sequel to Bellyache
    Headache: The Hair-Raising Sequel to Bellyache
    Headache: The Hair-Raising Sequel to Bellyache
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    Headache: The Hair-Raising Sequel to Bellyache

    By Crystal Marcos

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    The magical adventure continues in the spine-tingling fantasy-adventure, HEADACHE: The Hair-Raising Sequel to BELLYACHE! Award-winning author Crystal Marcos delivers another whimsically entertaining escapade for ages seven and up. Readers will delight in more sit-on-the-edge-of-your-seat, non-stop action adventures of Peter and his best friend, Lina.

    When Peter Fisher sets out for school one morning, he has no idea that trouble is stirring in his hometown. With the unexpected arrival of his new Candonite friends from Maple Town, Peter and Lina have extra help saving their beloved town and loved ones from the clutches of the one villain they had hoped they would never see again. Humorous and thought provoking, this unforgettably entertaining story teaches a valuable lesson about standing up and facing one's fears.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCrystal Marcos
    Release dateAug 11, 2013
    ISBN9780984389971
    Headache: The Hair-Raising Sequel to Bellyache
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    Crystal Marcos

    Award-winning author Crystal Marcos has been a storyteller her entire life. As the oldest of five children, she had to do a lot of entertaining. She lives on the Kitsap Peninsula in Washington State with her husband, daughter Kaylee, and infant son Jaxon. Crystal is the author of BELLYACHE: A Delicious Tale and HEADACHE: The Hair-Raising Sequel to BELLYACHE. Novus, her third book and first Young Adult novel, is Book One of The Cresecren Chronicles.

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    • 5/5
      I adored Bellyache and was delighted when Crystal Marcos offered to send me a copy of Headache, book two, for review when it came out. With the craziness of finals and then getting sick twice in the same month, I wasn't able to get to Headache until now (sad face).I cannot express enough how delightful the Bellyache books are. From the first book, Peter and Lina captured my heart with their brave souls and willingness to go into the heart of danger and evil in order to save their Candonite friends. This time around, the story takes place on Earth, where Peter and Lina have returned, their Candonite friends with them... and the evil Peblars too. Now, Angela and Joe (the Candonites) must work with Peter and Lina to send the Peblars back to their world, or there will be no more sweets in town and the Peblars will enslave Peter and Lina in revenge.As I mentioned in my last review, the Bellyache books are perfect for young children, to be read alone or as a family. This book is an even better read for a family though because Peter and Lina's family are there to support the two of them in their joint effort to thwart the evil Peblars' plans. We also learn more about Peter's suspicions from book one that his Nana has also been to Maple Town, and we see another side to various adults from Peter's grandparents to old Mr. Rupert.Crystal Marcos does a spectacular job of introducing good principles in young children in a fun and entertaining way. In book one, we learned about friendship and the consequences of gluttony. In book we, we learn how to face our fears. I am looking forward to seeing what Marcos will give us next in book three, the conclusion to the Bellyache series!P.S. For Christmas, I would like Papa's sweet shop. It looks so delicious and fun!

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    Headache - Crystal Marcos

    HEADACHE: The Hair-Raising Sequel to BELLYACHE

    By Crystal Marcos

    Smashwords Edition

    Copyright © 2012 by Crystal Marcos

    Author Portrait by Marie Marcos

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    Cat Marcs Publishing

    PO Box 54

    Silverdale, WA 98383

    www.CatMarcs.com

    ISBN 978-0-9843899-7-1

    For my little cupcake

    Contents

    Back at the Sweet Shop

    A Barking Mess

    Finally There

    Easy Breezy Ham and Cheesy

    Breaking the News

    I Knew It!

    Not So Happy Donuts

    Unexpected Visitor

    F-I-S-H-E-R

    Saving the Best for Last

    Hidden Treasures

    Checking Things Out

    Redecorating

    A Gift from the Garden

    Heads Up!

    Meteors and Martians

    The Sweetest Sweet Shop

    Meet Crystal

    HEADACHE

    Back at the Sweet Shop

    Darkness.

    Where are we? Joe asked.

    Shhh, I think I hear voices. Don’t move, Angela replied.

    I don’t hear anything.

    Me neither, Angela agreed.

    Follow that light, Joe advised.

    Hey! That is my nose! Angela wailed.

    Get off my toe, please!

    Yuck, I stuck my finger in something sticky! Angela griped, and then banged into something hard. Ouch, I think I just found the door!

    Hurry, open it! Joe replied.

    I am, Angela said.

    A relaxed smile spread across her face as she met Joe’s eyes. She glanced past his head and instantly her smile became a look of horror, followed by a scream. As she instinctively covered her mouth with her hands, smearing the white sticky substance across her nose, she screamed again.

    What is it? Joe said shakily, not moving his eyes from hers.

    Get it off my face, get it off my face! Angela finally screeched, her arms fanning at her nose which was covered in whipped cream frosting.

    Joe sprang into action, grabbing a dish rag. He worked briskly to remove the unwanted substance. When not a trace was left, he said, It’s all gone.

    She didn’t reply and stared past him with a look of fright.

    Joe reluctantly turned to look over his shoulder. With terror upon him, he saw one single cupcake perched in the doorway staring at him. He glanced to the side of the door and saw a light switch. He switched it on.

    Both children gasped. There was an excellent reason for their fright. Angela and Joe were Candonite children. Candonites were sweets and there were many different races. Angela was a cookie Candonite and Joe was a lemon-drop Candonite. Before them was a large walk-in refrigerator holding hundreds of miniature versions of themselves and people from their land. Cupcakes, fudges, brownies, chocolates, and other tasty treats lined the shelves. Many had fallen to the floor. Neither child spoke for several moments.

    I don’t think we are in Maple Town any more. I don’t think we are anywhere near it, Joe said.

    Obviously! This isn’t our home! Angela scoffed.

    Calm down! Joe said. Let’s see if we can figure out what happened.

    They both were very nervous, realizing they were far from their own world, far from safety. They scanned the room which was now illuminated by the refrigerator lights. It was a kitchen.

    "See what you have done?" Angela whined.

    Now you wait just a minute! Joe said. "What do you mean, ‘what I have done?’"

    Don’t you remember? Peter and Lina had just saved us from that horrible Goaltan and the other Peblars. She shook her head as she tried to forget the awful time that the four of them spent escaping from Goaltan’s dreadful lair. Thank goodness Peter and Lina came to their rescue. Otherwise, Joe and Angela would still be in Goaltan’s freezing, putrid castle. Angela shook her head harder, as if to shake the memory right out of her head and continued. We were standing in front of the special delivery box that brought Peter and Lina from their world to Maple Town. They were on their way home. You reached out to bid Peter farewell with a pat on his back. I knew that wasn’t a good idea. I grabbed at your hand to try to stop you while they were saying the magic words to bring them home and—poof—here we are!

    So you think we are in Peter’s world, Earth? Joe asked.

    Yep, Angela replied with a frown.

    I didn’t know this would happen; there is no use in blaming anyone. We should use our energy trying to figure out how to get back home, Joe said calmly.

    And just how do you propose that? Should we jump in this mixing bowl and be on our way? she said sarcastically.

    Angela, calm down, Joe replied.

    Don’t tell me to calm down! I don’t know anything about this place except that they eat things that resemble us. Look at those poor miniature Joes stacked against the wall!

    Joe examined bags of lemon drops encased in their plastic tombs. He was horrified.

    And I am sure there are some positively helpless cookies with rainbow chips, resembling me, lying around here somewhere! I couldn’t bear to see that.

    It will be all right, Joe reassured her. Now let’s take a look around so we can find out at least where we are.

    They scanned the room and saw three doors. One was open, while the other two were closed. They decided on the open door to the left.

    Joe reached around and felt for a light switch. They released sighs of relief when they saw it was plainly an office, with nothing to be afraid of. Once inside, they saw a picture of an older human man with glasses on the edge of his nose. He was standing in front of a building. The building sign read Papa’s Sweet Shop. They made their way around the small room, which was cluttered with papers, file cabinets, and baking books. In the back of the room was a wooden desk with a worn leather chair. A piece of duct tape was placed snugly on one arm. Another picture sat on the desk. The same man they saw in the other picture stood next to a woman about the same age and a smiling young boy.

    Peter! the Candonite children shouted in unison. He looked a few years younger in the picture, but there was no mistaking him.

    This must be Peter’s grandfather and grandmother, Angela said.

    Great! At least we aren’t too off base. We will be home in no time, Joe said, relieved. There should be something here that can lead us to him.

    They rummaged through papers and flipped open books with handwritten notes in them without any luck. Joe began opening drawers. He reached into one drawer when a bottle caught his eye. Imported from Indonesia, its label read. He repeated the words aloud, wondering where on Earth Indonesia was. He adjusted the bottle so he could see its contents. Immediately he dropped it into the drawer and covered it up with a piece of paper before Angela could see that it contained quite beautiful rainbow chips. The middle drawer contained what they were hoping to find, an overstuffed Rolodex filled with addresses and phone numbers. Joe took it out and thumbed through it.

    Farmer…Fellows…Finney’s Market…Come on Fis….Here it is, Fischer! Peter and Tracy Fischer. Joe was so excited at his find that he tore the

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