“Hold on!” I cry.
I was supposed to be cleaning my room this whole time, and now it’s completely trashed. I can’t tell Mom what happened. Obviously.
“Blankets!” Posey whispers.
We yank the blankets off my bed and throw them over the broken furniture and the hole in my floor. It looks like a super-amazing blanket fort! The mess is hidden, so I open the door.
“Welcome to Fort Blanket!” I say casually.
“Wow, Daisy, you’re always full of surprises!” she says. “And I have a surprise for you, too!”
“Oooooh!” I cry. “I love surprises.” Even though I’ve kind of had enough surprises for one day. Obviously.
“Lily and Jasmine are coming over for a snow day celebration!” she says. “Now make sure your room is picked up before they get here.”
“No problem, Mom!” I say, pretending like it’s no big deal. But as soon as she leaves, I can’t pretend anymore. A yeti-smashed bedroom is a very big deal. “Posey, my room is in a million pieces! What should I do?”
Posey leaps out from under one of the blankets.
“You wanna see a trick?” he asks.
I heave a big sigh. “No, not now,” I tell him. “Not until this room is clean.”
Posey starts his trick anyway. He claps his hands three times and throws one of my blankets over me.
“Voilà!” he shouts.
“Not funny,” I grumble from under the blanket. But when I pull it off, my room is totally back to normal! My furniture is fixed, my toys are put away, and my bed is made!
I twirl in a circle. “Posey, how did you do that?”
I give him a great big squeeze, and Posey laughs. “You said you didn’t want to see the trick,” he says.
Then he sits down by the opening in the floor. “I should get going. I want to visit Naklin and make sure he got back to the Ice Castle. Those bed-sleds can be tricky.”
Now it’s my turn to laugh. “Bring earplugs this time!” I tell him.
“I will!” Posey says as he jumps through the door. “Bye, Daisy!”
“Bye!” I shout as the door closes and disappears. Now my floor is just a plain old floor again.
I stretch out on my bed and watch the snowflakes drift down. Sir Pounce is curled up next to me. Everything is falling-snow quiet.
This is the magic of a snow day.