The Secret Library: Olaf And The Tale Of Miss Nettle
Sofia and Madeline rushed into the Secret Library, their book glowing brightly.
"Okay, we're hurrying as fast as we can!" Sofia wheezed.
"You really should give us more warning about these things!" Madeline added, as they stood in front of the magic mirror.
Their Amulets glowed, and a book flew towards them, knocking them onto the bench.
"'The Tale of Miss Nettle'?" Sofia read.
"A book about Miss Nettle?" Madeline gaped. "Oh no, what is she up to now?"
The book flew up into the mirror, which began to speak and show images.
"There is a far-off land, so cold and wintery that the ground is always covered in a thick blanket of snow." The mirror declared. "The kingdom of Freezenburg."
"That's where Hildegarde lives." Sofia smiled.
"For many years, not a single flower grew in Freezenburg." The mirror explained. "Not one lily, or rosebud to brighten people's day. The king sent his gardener on a quest to find a flower that could grow in Freezenburg. And the gardener returned with something remarkable: a flower strong enough to pierce through snow and ice, the beautiful Snowdrop."
The mirror showed the flower being planted, and the people of Freezenburg growing more.
"The people loved their new flower, and planted it all over the kingdom." The mirror explained. "They began to celebrate it each year, with the Winter Flower Festival. In fact, the Festival is supposed to take place on this very night. But there is one problem."
"This is probably where Miss Nettle comes in." Madeline surmised.
The mirror showed Miss Nettle over a field of Snowdrops. She used her magic to remove them all and place them in a sack.
"A wicked fairy, Miss Nettle, has been stealing all the Snowdrops." The mirror declared. "If Miss Nettle succeeds in taking them all, there will be no Winter Festival. And what's worse, the people of Freezenburg will no longer have a single flower in their kingdom."
"Oh no!" Sofia gasped. "We've got to stop Miss Nettle and give this story a happy ending!"
"Then what are we waiting for?" Madeline urged. "Let's go!"
The two rushed out of the library.
They flew to Freezenburg by having Minimus pull a sled with them on it.
"Do you see Miss Nettle anywhere?" Sofia asked.
"No." Minimus answered. "But that could be because I can't stop shivering! And I don't know what she looks like."
"There she is!" Madeline pointed.
Miss Nettle was in a field, gathering Snowdrops.
"One flower for one, and another flower for me, and another for me, and... who am I kidding? They're all for me!" She cackled.
"We have to stop her!" Sofia declared.
"All by ourselves?" Minimus asked. "But she has magic! And a really scary laugh..."
Madeline looked around, spotting some woodland creatures.
"Don't worry." She smiled. "We have magic too."
"Good thinking, Maddie." Sofia grinned.
"Hey there!" Madeline rushed over to the animals. "Do you guys think you can help us out?"
Moments later, they finished talking.
"Does everyone understand the plan?" Sofia asked.
"Yep." An owl nodded. "We'll distract the- hoo! -horrible fairy."
"As soon as you give the signal." A polar bear nodded.
"Good." Madeline smiled. "That will give us and Minimus a chance to swoop in close, and grab the Snowdrops!"
"Right." Minimus nodded. "Wait, how close?"
"Everyone ready?" Sofia asked, as she and Madeline boarded the sled.
The animals nodded.
"Let's go!" Madeline snapped the reins.
The owls swooped down on Miss Nettle.
"Get your feathers out of my face!" She yelled, swinging the sack at them.
The polar bears, foxes and reindeer followed after.
"Get away from me, you filthy beasts!" Miss Nettle cringed. "What is this? I'm warning you! What in the world is going on?"
"Go, Minimus!" Sofia urged.
Minimus leapt down the snowy slope, slipping and sliding.
"Hold it right there, Miss Nettle!" Madeline yelped.
Minimus turned to the left, spraying Miss Nettle with snow. Sofia and Madeline tried to grab the bag, but Miss Nettle was still holding on to it.
"Well, well, well." Miss Nettle scowled. "If it isn't my least favorite meddling Princesses. Why must you always get in my way?"
"And why do you have to cause so many problems?" Sofia groaned, still tugging on the sack with Madeline.
"I'm doing no such thing." Miss Nettle retorted. "I'm simply taking what's mine."
"These flowers aren't yours!" Madeline declared. "They belong to the people of Freezenburg!"
"That's what you think." Miss Nettle smirked. "they're mine, and they always have been."
"Huh?" Sofia and Madeline let go of the sack in surprise.
"Ha-ha!" Miss Nettle cackled.
"We'll find a way to get them back!" Sofia glared.
"Not if you have a dose of my crazy crystals!" Miss Nettle showered them with magic dust.
As the three of them coughed, Sofia and Madeline didn't notice their Amulets glowing. When the dust cleared, Miss Nettle was gone.
"Did anyone see where she went?" Madeline asked the animals.
"Hoo-hoo." An owl hooted.
"Um... what did you say?" Sofia asked.
A polar bear growled.
"Why aren't they talking to us?" Madeline asked Minimus.
Minimus whinnied.
"Minimus, we can't can't understand you!" Sofia declared.
Minimus nudged the Amulets. Sofia and Madeline looked closer, seeing yellow sparkles on them.
"Our Amulets aren't working!" Madeline gasped.
"It must be Miss Nettle's crazy crystals!" Sofia surmised. "Remember when she put them on Mr Cedric's wand, and it messed up his magic?"
Minimus neighed.
"We can't understand any of them." Madeline sighed. "But if they can understand us... please, please go and find Miss Nettle. we have to stop her!"
The animals nodded, then spread out to find Miss Nettle.
"But even if they find her, how will they tell us where she is?" Sofia asked. "How can we do this without our Amulets?"
"Or without Minimus?" Madeline frowned.
Both their Amulets started glowing yellow.
"Look!" Sofia smiled. "Maybe a Princess is coming to help!"
Olaf the snowman suddenly appeared beside them.
"Whatchya lookin' for?" He asked.
"Ahhh!" The girls yelped, Madeline knocking off Olaf's head.
"Oh, sorry!" Madeline cringed.
"Oh, my bad. That's okay." Olaf's head smiled, as his body stumbled around. "You'd be surprised how often this happens to me." He called to his body. "I'm over here! Getting colder!"
Sofia picked up Olaf's carrot nose, and put it back in.
"Here, let us help." She carried Olaf's head to the body, which was being led by Madeline, and reattached it.
"Thanks." Olaf smiled. "I'm Olaf, and I like warm hugs!" He hugged both girls.
"Awww," Madelien smiled. "I'm Madeline."
"I'm Sofia." Sofia added. "And this is Minimus."
"Whoo." Olaf examined him. "He's like a purple reindeer with wings and no antlers. So, what are you looking for, girls?"
"A Princess." Madeline answered.
"Ooh, I was just with a Princess!" Olaf smiled. "Princess Anna of Arrendale. I'm not sure where she went, though. Or where I am. Where am I?"
"Oh no." Sofia frowned.
"Oh no... oh no... nope, never heard of it!" Olaf shrugged. "Is it far from Arrendale? Because I should probably get back."
"Olaf, I think our Amulets brought you here by mistake." Madeline declared. "It usually brings us a Princess to give us advice, but a wicked fairy put crazy crystals on it, and, well..."
"It sent you instead." Sofia finished.
"The Amulets sent me to give you two advice?" Olaf smiled. "I can give you advice!"
"Really?" Madeline beamed.
"What kind of advice?" Sofia asked.
Olaf pulled the girls close.
"Don't get too close to fire." He whispered.
"Oh. ...Okay." Madeline said awkwardly.
"Thanks." Sofia giggled.
Minimus snorted, annoyed.
"So, what now?" Olaf asked.
"Well, usually, the Princesses go back where they came from." Madeline declared.
"Alright! Well, goodbye then!" Olaf started to walk away. "Good luck with the wicked fairy! Okay. It was nice meeting you!" Olaf closed his eyes, then opened them again. "Uhh... I'm still here."
"It's because our Amulets aren't working right." Sofia groaned. "I'm so sorry, but I'm afraid you might be stuck here."
"As in 'forever', or some other less forevery amount of time?" Olaf asked.
"We don't know!" Madeline groaned, sitting on a mound of snow. "Ugh, this is getting worse and worse! Now we need to stop Miss Nettle from ruining the Flower Festival, and find a way to fix the Amulets so you can go home!"
"When you say like that, it does sound pretty bad." Sofia sighed, joining her sister.
"Aw, it's okay, girls." Olaf smiled. "Me and the antlerless purple reindeer can help you out."
"Okay." Madeline nodded.
"Let's do it." Sofia smiled.
"Alright, what do we do first?" Olaf grinned.
"I guess we have to find Miss Nettle." Madeline declared.
"Okay, let's do it!" Olaf pulled them up, but Madeline accidentally pulled off one of his arms.
"Oh... sorry." She apologised, putting the arm back on.
"Ooh, nice ride!" Olaf rushed to the sled. "It's like a one-horse open sleigh!"
Minimus snorted again.
"Let's cover as much ground as possible." Sofia declared. "Hyah, Minimus!"
Minimus took off, lifting them into the sky.
"Yeah, this is the way to travel!" Olaf leapt up. "I just love feeling the wind between my sticks! Everything looks so small up here!" His carrot nose started to slip out. "Oh look, a carrot." His nose fell off. "Oh wait, that's my nose!"
Olaf jumped after his nose.
"Olaf!" Madeline yelped.
As he dropped down, Olaf grabbed his nose.
"I'm okay!" He told the others, as he continued falling.
Olaf struck the ground, and started rolling, picking up more snow and becoming a giant snowball, which rolled down a hill.
"We have to get him, Minimus!" Sofia urged.
"Still okay!" Olaf called, as the snowball flew off a cliff and into the air. "Ooh, nice view."
"Faster, faster!" Madeline told Minimus, as the snowball finally came to a stop, dropping over a ridge.
"Where did he go?" Sofia asked as they landed.
"He needs a scarf!"
"Here, use mine!"
Sofia and Madeline turned to see a town in front of them, a group of kids dressing snowmen.
"Oh no." Madeline groaned, as she checked one. "Which snowman is Olaf?"
"Hey, that's my snowman!" A boy said angrily.
"Oh, sorry." Madeline apologised.
They continued checking snowmen.
"That's not him..." Sofia frowned. "Nope... Not that one... Not this one either!"
"Kids, it's dinner!" A man's voice called.
"But I wanted to put a Snowdrop in my snowman's hair!" A girl groaned.
"Well, we don't have any Snowdrops anymore, and we're probably not even going to have the Festival!" A boy declared.
"But that's the most fun night of the whole year!" The girl protested.
One of the snowmen turned, revealing himself to be Olaf.
"I'll find a flower for you." He offered.
"Ahhh!" The kids ran away. "It's a talking snowman!"
"Or I could just stay here, if you want." Olaf shrugged.
"There you are, Olaf." Madeline smiled.
"What were you doing?" Sofia asked.
"Trying to make some new friends." Olaf hugged the snowmen. "But these guys don't talk much. So, where to?"
"To find Miss Nettle!" Madeline urged.
"But we still have no idea where she went." Sofia pointed out. "And even if we do find her, how can we stop her without our Amulets' magic?"
"You know, Queen Elsa has all kinds of magic, but it still took Princess Anna to show her how to unfreeze Arrendale." Olad recalled. "And Anna doesn't have any powers, except she never gives up, and she has a big heart."
"Those aren't magic powers, Olaf." Madeline frowned.
"I know, Madeline." Olaf nodded. "But they're better."
"Maybe you're right." Sofia smiled.
"I guess we have to try." Madeline agreed.
"That's the spirit!" Olaf nodded.
"Now, let's go find that wicked fairy!" Sofia declared.
"Look, here comes one now." Olaf pointed, as Hildegarde arrived in a reindeer-pulled sleigh.
"No, that's just our friend Hildegarde." Madeline shook her head.
"Hildy!" Sofia called.
"Sofia! Madeline! Is that you?" Hildegarde rushed over, and hugged them. "Well, if you came for the Winter Flower Festival, I have terrible news: The Snowdrops are vanishing."
"It's okay." Olaf walked over. "We know who took them."
"You have a talking snowman?!" Hildegarde gasped.
"This is our friend, Olaf." Madeline introduced him.
"Hi." Olaf waved. "these are my friends, Sofia and Madeline."
"He's so cute." Hildegarde circled Olaf, then hugged him, lifting off his head. "I want one! Right now!"
"You sure she's not the wicked fairy?" Olaf whispered.
"Hildegarde, about the flowers." Sofia declared. "Miss Nettle is taking them."
"That evil fairy who caused all those problems at Royal Prep?" Hildegarde frowned. "Why would she do that?"
"We don't know, but she's stealing all of the flowers." Madeline announced. "Have you seen her?"
"No." Hildegarde shook her head. "I've been looking all over the kingdom for flowers, and I haven't seen anything but snow." She pulled out Olaf's nose and started drawing a Snowdrop in the snow. "This is just what Freezenburg used to look like before that Royal Gardener brought us our beautiful Snowdrops. I can't believe they're almost gone."
"What do you mean 'almost'?" Sofia asked, as Olaf tried to reclaim his nose.
"Well, we still have a few growing in the Royal Gardens near the castle, but not enough for the Festival." Hildegarde revealed.
Hildegarde held Olaf's nose near Minimus' mouth. As Minimus made to take a bite, Olaf rushed over and took it back.
"Did you hear that?" Sofia smiled. "There are still flowers left!"
"And wherever there are flowers..." Madeline started.
"There are bees!" Olaf grinned.
"No." Sofia corrected him. "Wherever they are flowers, we'll find Miss Nettle!"
"I'm going back to the castle." Hildegarde said, back in her sleigh. "I've got to tell daddy about this."
"We'll meet you there." Madeline nodded, she, Sofia and Olaf back in the sled. "Hyah, Minimus!"
Both animals headed off.
"This time, you have to hold on, Olaf!" Sofia instructed.
"Oh trust me, I will." Olaf held on to both girls. "I told you, I like warm hugs!"
Miss Nettles was already at the Royal Gardens, doing her wicked work.
"Come to me, my beautiful flowers." She smirked. "Mine, all mine! Dance into my bag, my fine flowers."
Minimus flew in overhead.
"Now, I don't like to label people, but I believe I see another wicked fairy." Olaf declared.
"Miss Nettle!" Madeline frowned.
"Ooh, look at all those pretty flowers!" Olaf smiled.
"We need to tell Miss Nettle how important these flowers are to Freezenburg." Sofia announced.
"And we need to do it fast." Madeline pointed. "She's about to take the very last Snowdrop!"
"I'll stop her!" Olaf leapt out of the sled.
"Olaf!" Sofia and Madeline yelled.
"Yahhhh!" Olaf blared, as his separated mid-fall.
"What is that?" Miss Nettle looked up, just in time for Olaf's head to land on her head.
Minimus landed, and Sofia and Madeline ran over.
"Oh, look at me." Olaf grinned, perched on Miss Nettle's pointy hat. "I'm a frozen treat!"
"Who's up here?" Miss Nettle shook her head. "Get off of me!"
Olaf's head fell off her hat and landed sideways on his reformed body. He saw the tilted image of Miss Nettle approaching.
"Well, that doesn't look right." He righted his head.
"Stop right there, Miss Nettle!" Sofia declared, as she and Madeline confronted her.
"Oh, it's you again!" Miss Nettle growled.
"Actually, I don't believe we'd had the pleasure." Olaf said. "I'm Olaf."
"Hmph!" Miss Nettle scowled.
"Please just listen to us before you take that last Snowdrop!" Madeline urged.
"Why should I do that?" Miss Nettle asked.
"Because these flowers mean so much to the people of Freezenburg." Sofia proclaimed.
"Well, they mean a lot to me." Miss Nettle declared. "Did you think of that?"
"No, we didn't." Madeline admitted.
Miss Nettle: It's always been a dream of mine
To create the most fabulous flower
I toiled for years in my greenhouse
Till I grew one that showed off my power
This bloom could burst through ice and snow
A sight so thrilling to see
It was gorgeous it was tough
It was exactly like me
My finest flower
A precious work of art
My finest flower
So cold you warmed my heart
"We didn't know you created the Snowdrop." Sofia confessed.
"Nobody knows." Miss Nettle frowned. "That's the problem."
Miss Nettle: It would have been my masterpiece
Such a breath taking floral creation
That rulers from every kingdom
Would have given a standing ovation
But then one day to my dismay
I found my flowers were gone
Not one petal not one seed
I wept and I wept until dawn
"The royal gardener of Freezenberg." Madeline realised. "He was sent to find a flower that would grow through the snow."
"Oh, he found one, all right." Miss Nettle scowled. "And then he took it!"
Miss Nettle: My finest flower
Was taken in it's prime
My finest flower
Oh what a cold-hearted crime
Every year
They throw a bash
But do they invite me?
No, Ma'am
They have no idea that
I made their dear flower
They don't even know who I am
"Oh, you poor, misunderstood wicked fairy." Olaf sighed.
"Yes, indeed." Miss Nettle nodded. "I'm not stealing anything. I'm simply taking back what was mine."
"But if you take all the Snowdrops, there won't be any flowers in Freezenburg." Sofia pointed out.
"Too bad for them!" Miss Nettle spat.
"We can't let you do it!" Madeline declared.
"Well, you have no choice!" Miss Nettle waved her wand, conjuring up that ensnared Sofia, Madeline, Minimus and Olaf.
"No!" Sofia yelled.
"Very aggressive vines!" Olaf yelped, as he was lifted into the air.
The final Snowdrop was lifted into Miss Nettle's sack.
"There." She grinned. "Now I've got every last Snowdrop in the kingdom. So long, Princesses! Tell your Freezenburg friends to think twice before they meddle with Miss Nettle!"
Miss Nettle took off, carrying the sack of Snowdrops with her. But teh heavy bag weighed her down.
"Ooh, this bag is really messing with my dorade hipsic!" She groaned.
"I can't get free!" Madeline struggled.
"Me neither!" Sofia added. "We thought we could stop her without the magic powers of our Amulets, but we can't!"
"Look at the bright side: At least that fairy got her flowers back." Olaf smiled.
"Why is that the bright side?" Madeline asked.
"Because maybe now she'll be happy." Olaf declared. "Like when Elsa saw how much Anna loved her, and she started feeling good inside instead of bad, and the ice melted. It was like summer, and everyone was happy, and I almost melted..."
Olaf suddenly slipped through the vines.
"You're right, Olaf." Sofia smiled. "We've been thinking about this all wrong."
"We're supposed to make sure this story has a happy ending." Madeline declared. "For everyone, including Miss Nettle."
"I know what we need to do." Sofia smiled.
"But we can't get out of these vines." Madeline noted.
"Don't be sad, girls." Olaf walked over. "You almost made a happy ending."
"Yeah, but..." Sofia turned. "Olaf, you're free!"
"Would you look at that!" Olaf smiled.
"Quick, untie us!" Madeline urged.
Olaf got to work on the vines.
Over in the town square, the citizen were bring down the Festival decorations. Hildegarde and her father, King Henrik, watched sadly.
Suddenly, Minimus flew in, landing right in front of them.
"King Henrik! Hildegarde!" Sofia called.
"Girls, I told you." Hildegarde frowned. "We aren't having a Festival tonight. My father was just about to cancel it.
"I don't know why that evil fairy stole all our precious Snowdrops." Henrik declared.
"Her name is Miss Nettle." Madeline told him. "And she told us that your Royal Gardener stole them from her years ago, when you sent him to find a flower for Freezenburg."
"It really hurt Miss Nettle's feelings that no-one ever thanked her for the flower." Sofia added. "We're hoping... well, if you thank her now, maybe she won't be angry any more."
"Why of course I'll thank her." Henrik smiled. "If she created the Snowdrop, we certainly owe her our gratitude. Show me where she is!"
"We're not sure exactly where she is." Madeline admitted. "She flew off as soon as she got all the Snowdrops."
"I suppose she has no reason to come back now." Hildegarde sighed.
"But she didn't get all the flowers." Olaf declared.
"Ah!" Henrik yelped. "Did that snowman just talk?"
"This is the one I was telling you about, daddy." Hildegarde picked up Olaf's head. "Can I have one?"
"Did you say Miss Nettle didn't take all the Snowdrops?" Sofia asked.
"Uh-huh." Olaf turned, showing one embedded in his back. "She missed this one right here. I noticed it a minute ago. It must have gotten stuck in my snow when I rolled down that hill. Things stick to me a lot, because I'm made of snow."
"This is perfect!" Madeline grabbed the flower. "We can use this to get Miss Nettle to come back!"
"Don't call off the Festival yet, your majesty." Sofia told Henrik. "Just tell everyone to gather here, and wait for us."
Henrik and Hildegarde waved as they left.
Shortly after, Miss Nettle was still dragging the sack through the air.
"Come back, Miss Nettle!" Madeline called, as they caught up to her. "You left one Snowdrop behind!"
"What?" Miss Nettle frowned.
"You didn't get them all!" Sofia grinned, as they circled her.
"Hand it over this instant, you rude little Princesses!" Miss Nettle gave chase as they flew back to the castle.
Miss Nettle followed them through the archway, but stopped when she saw all the decorations. She dropped the sack in surprise.
"What are those fools doing?" She cackled. "You can't have a Festival without any flowers!"
"They know that." Madeline admitted.
"But they came here anyway, because the King has something to say to you." Sofia added, as they led her to Henrik.
"I understand that you are the very talented fairy who created our beloved Snowdrop." Henrik took Miss Nettle's hadn and led her up the stairs.
"I most certainly was!" Miss Nettle growled. "...Why?"
"Good people of Freezenburg!" Henrik announced. "It was revealed to me today that this fine fairy, Miss Nettle, is the creator of our beautiful Snowdrop, the only flower strong enough to grow in our fair frozen kingdom."
"That's my favorite flower!" One girl smiled.
"Oh, well..." Miss Nettle gushed. "It just took some tinkering in my enchanted greenhouse..."
"Well, it is the most magnificent flower I have ever seen." Henrik declared.
"It's the first flower every child learns to draw." Hildegarde opened a book, showing a picture of a girl painting a Snowdrop.
"It is?" Miss Nettle gasped.
"And everyone who gets married in Freezenburg does so under a canopy of Snowdrops." Henrik turned the page to show such an image.
"They do?" Miss Nettle smiled.
"We all owe you a great deal of thanks for giving us so much joy for so many years." Henrik declared. "On this festive day, I honor you, Miss Nettle, the most remarkable fairy in all the world!"
A huge banner depicting Miss Nettle rolled down over the castle window, and the crowd cheered.
Miss Nettle, amazed, flew up and looked at the banner.
"Thank you." She told the crowd. "Thank you so much!"
"So Miss Nettle, do you think you can give Freezenburg back its flowers?" Madeline asked.
"Well, I suppose I could return some of them..." Miss Nettle shrugged.
"Ah-ah-ah." Henrik countered. "We'll only accept the Snowdrops back on one condition."
"Oh? What's that?" Miss Nettle flew down.
"That from now on, instead of calling them Snowdrops, you let us call them 'Nettledrops'." Henrik declared. "So that we may always remember the kind fairy who gave them to us."
"Nettledrops..." Miss Nettle beamed. She flew over the crowd. "Oh, take them all! Take them all!"
Miss Nettle waved her wand, causing the Nettledrops to fly out of the sack.
"And just to make things even more fabulous... decorata floreana!" Miss Nettle declared.
The Nettledrops flew around around, decorating everything.
"Thank you." Henrik told her. "We've never had such a marvelous Winter Flower Festival!"
Miss Nettle chuckled happily.
"See?" Olaf hugged Minimus. "Everyone's happy!"
Minimus snorted.
"I suppose you two are responsible for all this?" Miss Nettle flew over to Sofia and Madeline.
"Yes." Sofia nodded. "And we're really glad you finally got all the credit I deserve."
"It's about time, don't you think?" Miss Nettle smirked. She then hugged them. "Thank you. For all that you did, girls."
"You're very welcome." Madeline smiled. "Now, maybe there's something you can help me with."
"All I do is give and give." Miss Nettle sighed. "Alright, what is it?"
"Ever since your crazy crystals fell on our Amulets, they've been acting funny." Sofia explained.
"That's what crazy crystals do." Miss Nettle grinned.
"Can you fix them?" Madeline asked.
"Can I fix them?" Miss Nettle smirked. "Haven't you heard? I'm the most wondrous fairy in the world! Of course I can!"
Miss Nettle pointed her wand at the Amulets, restoring them to normal.
"Thank you." Sofia smiled.
"Yes, thanks." Madeline nodded.
"Now, I'm going back to my party, if you don't mind. Ta-ta!" Miss Nettle declared. "Hello, my public! I am back!" She flew over to the crowd. "Did you miss me?"
"Minimus, say something." Sofia whispered.
"I am freezing!" Minimus shivered.
"Yes!" Madeline cheered. "My Amulet's working again!"
"Mine too!" Sofia nodded. "I'm so happy!"
They hugged Minimus, then rushed over to Olaf.
"Olaf, our Amulets are fixed!" Madeline revealed.
"Oh, that's great!" Olaf cheered.
"So you'll probably be able to go home now." Sofia declared.
"Oh... oh, I guess that's great too." Olaf said sadly.
"What's wrong?" Madeline asked.
"Well, I was supposed to come and give you good advice, but I... I didn't really have any good advice to give." Olaf sighed.
"Olaf, you reminded us that having a big heart and never giving up are more important than any magical powers." Sofia comforted him.
"That's the best advice we've ever gotten." Madeline added.
"Really?" Olaf smiled. "I guess it was pretty good, wasn't it?"
"Yes." Sofia nodded.
"And I really meant that 'stay away from fire' thing too." Olaf whispered.
"We will." Madeline giggled.
Olaf suddenly started glowing green.
"What's happening?" He asked.
"I... I think you're going back." Sofia realised.
Sofia and Madeline hugged Olaf.
"We like warm hugs." Madeline grinned.
"That's funny. So do I." Olaf smiled. "Bye! I hope your Amulets break again soon, so I can come back again soon!"
Olaf vanished in a flash of light.
"Bye, Olaf!" Sofia and Madeline said together.
"Now, for the grand finale!" Miss Nettle declared. "Floris bloomia!"
The Nettledrops flew out of the sack and all over Freezenburg.
"And that is how the people of Freezenburg andMiss Nettle came to celebrate their Winter Flower Festival together, so that all could enjoy the beautiful Nettledrops." The mirror declared, as Sofia and Madeline looked at the book back in the Library.
The girls placed a Nettledrop in the book before closing it.