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• June 12, 2024

Jacinta — or J-Girl, as everyone called her was staring at the snack table at her birthday party in London. There were sausage rolls, bowls of crisps, a mountain of pink marshmallows… but right in the middle sat a single giant cupcake with sparkly blue icing and a cherry that looked way too shiny to be normal.

“Don’t just stand there gawking,” said a tiny voice.

J-Girl nearly dropped her plate. The cupcake had eyes. And a mouth. And it was talking.

“Seriously?” J-Girl whispered. “I finally turn ten and now my dessert is sassing me?”

The cupcake cleared its icing throat. “Name’s Sprinkleton. I need your help.”

Mum bustled by carrying more cups of juice. J-Girl covered the cupcake with a napkin. The last thing she needed was her family thinking she’d lost her mind.

Sprinkleton peeked out. “The Land of Sweets is in danger. The Chocolate Fountain’s dried up, the Gummy Bear Guards have gone on strike, and the Bubblegum Bridge is sticky in all the wrong places. Only a true birthday hero can fix it!”

J-Girl blinked. “And that’s… me?”

“Of course it’s you!” said Sprinkleton. “You’ve got courage, energy, and apparently no problem talking to pastries.”

Before she could answer, the cherry on Sprinkleton’s head glowed. WHOOSH! The living room disappeared, and J-Girl found herself standing in the middle of the Land of Sweets.

Candyfloss clouds floated overhead. Biscuit houses lined the streets. Jellybean birds flapped around, squawking. And right ahead, the Chocolate Fountain sat empty, dusty, and sad.

J-Girl wrinkled her nose. “It smells like… broccoli.”

Sprinkleton gasped. “The worst thing imaginable!”

Together, they marched across Candy Cane Lane to the Bubblegum Bridge. Sure enough, the bridge was so sticky that Gummy Bears were stuck mid-step, frozen like statues.

“Alright,” J-Girl said, tying her hair back like she meant business. “We need hot water. Or maybe… Mum’s hairdryer.”

She spotted a group of jelly tot children playing nearby with lemonade water pistols. “Oi! Lend me those!”

With some lemonade blasting, the gummy bears wriggled free and wobbled off cheering.

Next stop was the Chocolate Fountain. J-Girl noticed a sign stuck to the side: Out of Order: Insert Laughter to Restart.

“Easy,” she grinned. She pulled a silly face so outrageous even the Gummy Guards cracked up. Sprinkleton laughed so hard icing dripped down his cheeks.

The fountain rumbled, gurgled, then gushed out rivers of warm, delicious chocolate. Everyone cheered. Candyfloss clouds turned rainbow, and the Bubblegum Bridge unstuck itself.

“Mission complete,” said J-Girl, licking chocolate off her finger. “So what happens now?”

Sprinkleton’s cherry glowed again. “Now you get cake, obviously.”

In a blink, she was back at her party, Mum handing her a slice of birthday cake. Only this time, sitting quietly on the plate beside it, was a perfectly ordinary-looking cupcake.

Or was it?

J-Girl smirked. “Best not to talk, Sprinkleton. People will think I’m mad.”

The cupcake winked.