The Princess and the Pup


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 Copyright Notice
 Dedication
 Frontispiece
 Chapter 1
 Chapter 2
 Chapter 3
 Chapter 4
 Chapter 5
 Chapter 6
 Chapter 7
 Chapter 8
 Chapter 9
 Chapter 10
 Chapter 11
 Chapter 12
 Chapter 13
 Chapter 14
 Chapter 15
 Chapter 16
 Chapter 17
 Chapter 18
 Chapter 19
 Chapter 20
 Chapter 21
 Chapter 22
 Chapter 23
 Epilogue
 Acknowledgments
 Also by Sam Hay
 About the Author and Illustrator
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 Evie carefully lined up all the ingredients she’d need, then checked to make sure the blender was plugged in at the wall and the jug was full of water.
 Okay, Super Chef, you have just five minutes to concoct a record-breaking, world-beating, mind-blowing, unbelievably delicious dessert to win the International Trophy for Treats!… And the clock starts: NOW!
 Evie tossed a handful of chopped apple into the blender, threw in some pear cubes and a small bowl of grated carrot, then hit the on button. “Quick! Pass me those freezer-pop molds,” she asked her buddy Iris, who was sitting on the kitchen counter, swinging her legs. “Oh, and I’ll need that big box of meaty sticks, too, as fast as you can, please!”
 “Meaty sticks?” Iris’s eyes popped. “For a dessert? Um—sure.” Iris slid the molds over, then reached for the box of brown sticks. She wrinkled her nose. “They smell!”
 But Evie didn’t reply. She was still racing against the clock in her head. She flicked off the blender and poured the gooey mixture into the molds. “Now I just need to add a meaty stick to each one…” she said, pushing them speedily into the mush. “And after a fast visit to the freezer, my new awesome fruity pupsicles will be done!”
 Stop the clock! Dessert complete! Well, almost.
 “Er—are you sure this new recipe is going to work?” Iris frowned. “I know you’re the chef, but apple, pear, carrot, and MEATY STICKS?”
 Evie giggled. “Sure! They’re really tasty … if you’re a DOG!”
 “Huh?” Then Iris’s frown turned upside down and she grinned. “Ah, I get it now … You’re creating recipes for Fudge!”
 At the sound of his name the pup came bounding into the diner kitchen and flung himself at Evie.
 “Hey! You’re not supposed to be in here.” Evie looked over to see if her dad, who was at the other end of the large kitchen, had noticed. But he was singing along to the radio, with his head in the steam from the large pot of soup he was stirring. Evie crouched down and buried her face in the pup’s warm, spiky fur. “Aw, I missed you, too, but if Hannah sees you…”
 “How’s that going?” Iris whispered. “Has your stepmom decided yet if Fudge can stay?”
 Thanks to the Agents of H.E.A.R.T., a team of fairy-tale rescue princesses who had recently popped out of a magical book, stray pup Fudge had come into Evie’s life. But her stepmom, Hannah, didn’t think their family diner was the best place for him to live. She’d given him a week to prove he could fit in.
 “Hannah’s not made up her mind yet,” Evie said. “But Fudge is doing so well.”
 “Really?” Iris watched as Fudge jumped up on his back legs and pulled a tea towel off the counter and began shredding it.
 “He’s barking a lot less,” Evie said, wrestling the towel out of his mouth and replacing it with a squishy giraffe toy she found on the floor. “And he’s