End of chapter 3
Iris sat on the wet grass and told Fauna everything that had happened.
“We better get a move on then! We’ve got to catch that rascal, I swear I saw him a few minutes ago!” Fauna bounded down the grass hill and they saw a sleek plane with a small silhouette boarding it. Something else was there. Something tied to the wing…

Chapter 4
Iris raced down the hill and down the cobbled pathway. Her father had suddenly appeared at the end of the pathway, slow-motion running towards her. She raced even faster. Her legs were going numb and her heart was thumping in her chest.
“Father!” she screamed trying to hug him but he was no longer there. A vision. A memory. An illusion.

She was startled but too determined to stop running. Her heart thumped as the plane’s engine roared. The air blew her hair into her face and she came to a halt at the plane. Dr. Screwfix cackled from inside the plane and she scampered up the steps and leaped onto him.
“ROBBER! SCOUNDREL! THIEF!” she screeched, taking him by jacket and pushed him out of the door, into a dirty puddle.
“How dare you!” he put a fist into the air, “I will get you someday!”
Iris switched the engine off and placed the keys into her pocket. Dr. Screwfix was already dashing away. She relaxed by the window and put her feet up on the chairs as she closed her eyes.
“Iris!” the voice startled Iris as Liam came into view.
“What do you waaaant?” she moaned as Liam furrowed his eyebrows.
“Excuse me? Fine, I won’t tell you that your father is outside strapped to the plane wing,” he raised his eyebrows. Iris leapt out of the chair and practically flew through the air.
“Iris? Is that you?” a gruff voice echoed through the air as Iris began pulling the straps free off her father. Tears of joy streamed down her cheeks like a waterfall. Her father leapt out of the straps grip and hugged his daughter tightly.
“Oh it is you, my daughter!” he squished her against his body. Everyone was happy. Liam relaxed in the pilot’s seat of the sleek plane and Fauna curled up into a tight little ball onto the wing.
“Wait…why aren’t you at school?” he questioned with a laugh.