Did someone say toothpaste tasted like blueberries?! Evelyn wrinkled her nose. "Yucky!" she giggled. Brushing her teeth was important, but blueberry toothpaste? That was just silly!
"Woof!" Lily wagged her tail, dropping her favorite chew toy at Evelyn's feet.
"You want to try it, Lily?" Evelyn asked, holding up the toothbrush. Lily just barked and nudged her paw against Evelyn's leg, ready for an adventure.
Today was the day they were going to the Street Market! Evelyn had heard stories about the market, with its colorful tents and yummy smells. Her parents promised to buy her a giant pretzel if she was a good girl.
When they arrived, the market was buzzing with people and music! Lily barked excitedly, her tail wagging so fast it looked like a furry blur. Evelyn held tight to her dad's hand, her eyes wide with wonder.
There were stalls piled high with fruits in every color imaginable, from bright red strawberries to fuzzy green kiwis. The smell of popcorn popped in the air, mixing with the sweet scent of cotton candy.
"Look, Daddy, a rainbow!" Evelyn shouted, pointing to a stall selling rows of colorful candies.
As they walked, Evelyn noticed something strange. The music playing suddenly sounded slower, almost... spooky. The people around them seemed to fade into shadows, their faces hidden in the dimming light.
A shiver ran down Evelyn's spine. This wasn't like the happy market she imagined. Where were all the bright colors and happy sounds?
"Woof!" Lily whined, nudging Evelyn's hand as if sensing her fear.
Just then, a deep voice boomed from a nearby tent. "Step right up and have your fortune told!"
Evelyn peeked inside. Sitting in a cloud of purple smoke was a woman with a pointy hat. She had a mischievous twinkle in her eye and a long, white cat perched on her shoulder.
The cat hissed, its eyes glowing in the dim light. Evelyn took a step back, her heart pounding in her chest.
"Don't be scared, little one," the woman chuckled, her voice raspy but kind. "Jasper just wants to say hello. He's a bit shy."
Evelyn hesitantly stepped closer. "Are you a witch?" she whispered, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and fascination.
The woman threw back her head and laughed. "A witch? Oh, my dear! No, I'm just a humble fortune teller. But perhaps I can tell your fortune...especially if it involves a toothbrush!"
Evelyn's jaw dropped. How did she know about the blueberry toothpaste?
The woman winked. "Oh, I know many things. Now, tell me, little one, do you brush your teeth every day?"
Evelyn nodded, her fear replaced by curiosity.
"Good, good," the woman said, smiling warmly. "Because a bright smile is the best accessory, especially at a spooky market!"
And with a flick of her wrist, the spooky music stopped, the lights returned to their normal brightness, and the market was filled with the happy chatter of people again.
Evelyn and Lily exchanged relieved glances. The spooky market adventure was fun, but there's no place like a bright and cheerful market, especially when you have a delicious pretzel waiting!
