What if you could get your fondest wish?
You could be gorgeous, brilliant, a star athlete,
or a great singer, or you could put a hex on your
worst enemy. And all you have to do is raise a
ock of two-inch-tall fairies. Easy, right?
WroNg.
Ali learns this the hard way when her ock-
starter fairies get to work. Raising them means
feeding them, and what they eat is hair. Lots
and lots of human hair. Before long, Alis friends, classmates, teachers, sister, and parents are
entangled with the evil fairies, who have their own grandiose and sinister agenda. Its up to Ali to
overcome these magical troublemakers and set things right!
Comedy and fantasy intertwine in Mary G. Thompsons lively tale of intrigue, magic, and the
power of hair.
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Evil Fairies
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By Mary G. Thompson
Mary G. Thompson was born and
raised in Cottage Grove and Eugene,
Oregon. She was a practicing attorney
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almost ve years in the U.S. Navy, and
is now a law librarian in New York City.
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hairy Fairies
Evil fairies love hair. They really love hair. Practice your hair-design skills by drawing hairstyles
on the bald fairies below. Which has the most outlandish do?!
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Remember . . .
evi l Fai r i es
LoVe hai r !
If you had one wish,
wha would i be?
Improvemen in:
y Health
y Apearance
y Talen
y Menal acuiy
y Hapines
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y Athletic abiliy
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The following scene may be performed by ve or more people.
Here are suggested role assignments for a ve-person cast:
Person 1: Narrator
Person 2: Ali, Fairy 1
Person 3: Michael, Tyler, Lockner
Person 4: Bunny, Crista, Fairy 3
Person 5: Jennifer, Molly, Mrs. Hopper, Fairy 2
Narrator
Ali, Crista, Jennifer, and Michael squatted behind the dumpster in back of Mrs. Hoppers
hair salon.
Jennifer
(whispering) What now?
Narrator
Michael was having the hardest time hiding. He was so big that he had to practically curl into a
ball. He jumped up, peered into the dumpster, and then curled up again.
Michael
(whispering) All clear, no fairies.
Evil Fairies
LoVe hair
By Mary G. Thompson
READERS THEATER SCRIPT
Text copyright 2014 by Mary G. Thompson from Evil Fairies Love Hair, published by Clarion Books/Houghton Mifin Harcourt.
Illustrations 2014 by Todd Harris. All rights reserved.
Ali
Theres no point in sitting out here. I say we just go in there and follow the plan. Michael is go-
ing to take some fairies hostage. Im going to demand Molly and Tyler back. Jennifer and Crista,
you stand there looking menacing, like youre ready to stomp on them or something. And if that
doesnt work, we go for plan B. You know what to do if that happens, right, Michael?
Narrator
She hoped that by telling him what to do, she technically wasnt telling him what the directions
said.
Michael
Right.
Ali
Okay. They may have magic, but they have rules they have to follow. They need kids to multiply
themselves. I bet they cant really do anything to us unless we break the rules, which we havent.
I checked everything, and theres nothing that says we cant take our friends back.
Crista
Are you sure?
Ali
Im sure. There were even directions on how to re-size someone. Why would they tell us how to
do something that was against the rules?
Narrator
Michael and Jennifer exchanged a glance while Crista rolled her eyes and shook her head.
Ali
(Snapping) Ill go rst.
Narrator
She stood up and headed for the door, but Michael jumped in front of her and got there rst. He
barreled through the door.
Michael
Where are you, you little devils?
Narrator
Ali pushed in behind him. The hair salon appeared completely empty.
Ali
Come on, fake Mrs. Hopper. We know youre all here. Please dont dump hair on me again. Please
dont dump hair on me again.
Narrator
Fairy heads popped out from behind the chair backs. Eye upon bulging eye watched them. Tiny
voices whispered, too quietly for Ali to understand. Mrs. Hopper stepped out of a closet to Alis
right. What had she been doing in there? She didnt seem at all unnerved and calmly surveyed the
four of them. A fairy dressed in wrapping paper appeared on Mrs. Hoppers shoulder.
Lockner
You must nd your own hair.
Ali
Were not here for the hair. Were here for our friends Molly and Tyler. We know you turned them
into fairy slaves, and we want you to give them back to us.
Narrator
Ali didnt have to look to know the fairies were dropping down from their places on the chairs.
They were crowding around the humans. The door clanged. Ali looked back. Crista was gone.
Jennifer stood with her back to the door, ready to run. So much for being menacing. But Ali
wasnt going to back down.
Ali
Where are they?
Michael
(quietly) Give them back.
Narrator
Michaels voice was so quiet, it was almost a whisper. Apparently hed used up all his courage
bursting in front of her. He looked like he was about to run, too. Well, let him. Ali just needed
him to do one little thing rst. The fairies that crowded silently around their feet werent going to
help, and there was no way shed be able to pick out which ones were Tyler and Molly. Shed just
have to hope her plan worked.
Ali
Now!
Narrator
Michael bent down and scooped up the fairies nearest to him. He got six of them in one swoop,
and they writhed and squirmed in his hand.
Fairy 1
Agh! Whats that stink?
Fairy 2
Cigarettes. Gak!
Fairy 3
Unholy beast!
Narrator
All of the fairies in Michaels hand began to cough dramatically. They ailed their arms as if they
were drowning.
Ali
Give us Molly and Tyler. Or were taking your friends.
Molly
Ali!
Narrator
Ali looked down and saw two fairies jumping and waving their arms. Two fairies with hair on
their heads!
Ali
Molly, is that you?
Narrator
A fairy poked Molly in the back, and she stumbled forward.
Molly
Yes, its me. Were all right, but theyre making us coat sea-shells with mousse. Theyre getting ready for some kind ofmfff.
Narrator
A fairy wearing bright red paper clapped a hand over Mollys mouth. Tiny Tyler tried to land a
punch on the rst fairy, but another fairy restrained him. Ali kneeled down and held out a hand.
Ali
Now just let them walk onto my hand, and well leave. We came to take them back, not to hurt
anyone.
Michael
(shaking the fairies) Yeah, we dont want to hurt anyone.
Fairy 1
Fiend!
Fairy 2
Monster!
Narrator
The six fairies in Michaels hand wailed. Hot tears dripped from their giant eyes onto Michaels
palm.
Michael
Oh, come on. I just gave you a little shake.
Bunny
(squeaky yet loud and imperious) No one is letting anyone go.
Narrator
She stood on the back of one of the salon chairs, and she was wearing a dress made of green
wrapping paper and holding a hairpin.
Bunny
I am Bunniumpton, Grand Miss Coiffure, monarch of the Kingdome of Fairies, and I
Ali
Youre no fairy! Youre just a Divvy-imp!
Bunny
What? I am
Ali
Youre not. I saw it in the directions. It said to resize a reduced child you had to take one full-
sized human
Jennifer
Ali, dont tell us!
Ali
and one bottle of hairspray, and the magic of ten un-enslaved Divvy-imps! And then they tried
to say I should just forget it but Im not going to!
Narrator
Ali had no idea what was so bad about being an imp instead of a fairy, but they would never have
said they were fairies if it wasnt something.
Bunny
Once we freed ourselves from children, we cast off our old titles! We demand to be treated as equal sprites! We will call our-
selves fairies if we so choose. And we will not be giving any slave children backchildren who broke the rules and are only
receiving their just deserts.
Narrator
Bunny waved her hairpin, and fairies closed in around Molly and Tyler. One of them gave Alis
hand a good kick.
Ali
Hey!
Narrator
Ali pulled her hand back. She glanced at Michael. Michael gulped and nodded.
Ali
Then well just have to do what we can right here.
Narrator
Ali stood up again. Michael reached down with his other hand and scooped up four more fair-
ies. At the same time, Ali pulled a bottle of hairspray out of her jacket pocket. That was when
she realized what was missing from her plan. They hadnt decided who would be the full-sized
human. It couldnt be Michaelhe was in charge of holding the fairies. Jennifer shook her head
vigorously and shrunk against the door, eyes wide. Ali couldnt spray Jennifer when she was so
scared. She couldnt spray anyone she cared about because she had no idea what was going to
happen. I hope Mrs. Hopper counts, she thought, and she leaped toward Mrs. Hopper and sprayed.
Mrs. Hopper
Mmmf! MMM!
Narrator
Mrs. Hopper fell back against the closet door. Ali advanced on her, pushing as hard as she could
on the trigger, letting the whole can go in Mrs. Hoppers face.
Michael
(shaking the fairies) You do it. You change them back.
Fairy 1
You cant force a fairys magic.
Narrator
The hairspray bottle sputtered out.
Michael
(still shaking) Do it.
Fairy 1
Stink!
Fairy 2
Well never gak help you!
Fairy 3
Monster!
Narrator
The fairies wailed and wailed. Mrs. Hopper grabbed the bottle out of Alis hand and tossed it to-
ward the front of the shop. She was about a foot taller than Ali, and her blue eyes were strangely
empty as she advanced. The hairspray covering her face, head, and chest didnt seem to impede
her breathing. The sticky lm just sat there, obscuring her blank features as she reached for Ali.
Jennifer
Its not working! Lets go! Aaah! Get off me! Get off me!
Narrator
Jennifer stumbled back toward Michael and Ali. Her dress rufed with the movement of the
fairies as they crawled up her stomach and began crawling out of her neckline.
Jennifer
Ali, help! Michael! Get them off me!
Narrator
Her sentence ended in a squeak.
Ali
Please dont let that squeak mean
Narrator
Ali turned her head just enough to see that Jennifer was goneor at least not big enough for her
to see.
Ali
Run!
Narrator
She raced for the door, but Mrs. Hoppers large arm squeezed her neck. The arm was rubbery
and twisted around Ali. It wasnt like a real human arm at all. A great commotion arose from the
Kingdome. The fairies screamed and jumped about. Mrs. Hopper let go of Ali. Ali turned and
saw Tyler, now as large as he had ever been, holding Mrs. Hopper around the waist.
Tyler
Are you all right?
Ali
Wheres Molly? The spell worked. I did it!
Tyler
Shes still small. I dont know where she is.
Narrator
Mrs. Hopper squirmed in Tylers grip. She reached out a hand toward Ali, but Ali stepped back,
out of reach. The fairies were disappearing into cracks and crannies. The only ones left in view
were the few Michael was holding.
Fairy 1
Let us go, you monster.
Fairy 2
You got what you wanted.
Fairy 3
Oh, the stink!
Michael
Should I let them go? Ow!
Narrator
Michael opened his hands and the fairies jumped down. Before Ali could say anything, they had
all disappeared.
Michael
Wheres Jennifer?
Narrator
Michael rubbed his sweaty hands on his pants.
Ali
Shes gone! They made her small. They werent supposed to make her small.
Tyler
They werent supposed to make any of us small.
Narrator
Tyler squeezed Mrs. Hopper tighter. A fairy appeared on Mrs. Hoppers shoulder. She was still
carrying the hairpin as if it were a royal scepter.
Bunny
The spell needed a full-sized human. A slave for a slave, thats how it works.
Ali
The directions never said that! Plus, I sprayed Mrs. Hopper, not Jennifer.
Bunny
Mrs. Hopper is a fairy.
Narrator
Imp, thought Ali. She glared at the Grand Miss.
Bunny
Furthermore, you and your friends have all broken the rules.
Ali
No, I havent! What rules? I read your directions and followed them.
Narrator
Fairies were streaming out of their crannies, owing back into the salon. Some began climbing up
Tylers pants. This was not good.
Bunny
You havent read them all yet.
Ali
You cant hold me to something I havent read! Thats not fair!
Bunny
You agreed.
Ali
I didnt agree to this!
Bunny
You agreed to follow the rules.
Tyler
Ah, get off me!
Narrator
Tyler let go of the fake Mrs. Hopper, who lunged at Ali and grabbed her around the waist and
neck. She reeked of hairspray, and she grinned maniacally at Ali as Ali tried to squirm free.
Tyler swatted the fairies, but they kept climbing up and up until they were on his head, and he
disappeared. Fairies crawled up Alis legs, and then over her stomach, and then her chest, and
this time she couldnt get away.
Ali
Michael, run!
Narrator
But Ali wasnt going to give up. She shook her body as hard as she could and grabbed Mrs. Hop-
pers rubber arm. Some fairies ew off her, but most held on. Mrs. Hoppers arm was surprisingly
strong. Ali struggled, and then the pressure on her neck was gone. She shook herself. Where were
the fairies? Why are you thinking about this? Run! She raced toward the door, but nothing looked
the way it had. The door was nowhere and what was that long, delicious-looking string?
the
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