Das Zauber-Handy

Previously

…“Goodbye, Sky!” Sparkle called. “May your foot be warm!” Zoom added. Grumbles just gave a gruff nod. I watched Sky disappear into the trees, a tiny beacon of hope on the glowing map. Then I turned back to the remaining socks. “Right,” I said, feeling a surge of purpose. “Who’s next?” The adventure of returning the lost socks had officially begun, and I had a feeling it was going to be even stranger, and funnier, than finding the treasure. The magical phone hummed in my hand, its screen alive with possibilities, and a whole drawer-full of chatty footwear was waiting for me back home. This was definitely going to be a story worth telling.