Das Zauber-Handy

Previously

…I looked at the phone, then at the navy sock, and then at the rapidly darkening sky. I couldn't help but grin. "You know what?" I said. "I'm starting to like this. Let's go find Captain Barnaby." And with a final, triumphant quack and a rather wobbly handstand, the magical phone and I, along with the last of the chatty socks, set off towards the Whispering Docks, ready for whatever bizarre adventure lay ahead. My pockets were no longer empty, but full of the satisfying weight of a magical phone and the knowledge that I had a drawer at home that was about to become very, very chatty.