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‘Don’t worry, I’ll try my best!’ Amelia said, smiling. She looked out towards Sugarplum Island as it glimmered on the horizon.

‘Okay, Rangers!’ Graham shouted across the docks to the eagerly waiting racing creatures. ‘Before you set off, there is one thing to be aware of – there have been rumours of shadows beneath the waves of

the Sea of Sparkles; wiggles in the tides and secrets in the sea spray . . .’

‘Graham, you’re doing your annoying

explaining-things-in-weird-ways-nobody-

understands thing,’ said Ricky.

Graham sighed. ‘Fine. There’s weird stuff in the sea but no one knows what it is. Okay?’

The Rainbow Rangers muttered nervously amongst themselves and Grimaldi peered warily over the side of his swirly boat. Amelia leaned across and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. ‘Whatever it is, it can’t be as bad as

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