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story by Brenda Fisk

artwork by Stacey O’Sullivan

Bleu. Book 2: The Magical Adventures of Miki and Siku

SUMMARY: Twins Miki and Siku find a mysterious book hidden in a kitchen cupboard and decide to make one of the recipes. They’ll need the help of big magic when everything gets out of control.

copyright © 2016 Mischievous Books

story by Brenda Fisk ; artwork by Stacey O’Sullivan

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Fisk, Brenda, author
          Bleu / by Brenda Fisk ; illustrations by Stacey O'Sullivan.


(The magical adventures of Miki and Siku ; book 2)
Issued in print and electronic formats.
ISBN 978-0-9939823-2-3 (paperback).--ISBN 978-0-9939823-3-0 (electronic).--
ISBN 978-0-9939823-4-7 (smashwords)


          I. O'Sullivan, Stacey, illustrator  II. Title.


PS8611.I848B54 2016           jC813'.6                C2016-903280-9


If you have an imagination,

this book is for you.


I would like to thank every foster child for whom I had the privilege of making up bedtime stories. You deserved a little happy magic like Sparky.


Miki and Siku live in an imaginary community in northern Canada where indigenous culture is a big influence. Miki is an Inuit word meaning “little”, and Siku means “ice”.



Miki stared down at her porridge. “Something’s wrong.” It had already grown cold and she didn’t feel like eating it. When it got like this, it tasted more like glue than anything else. The brown sugar and cinnamon Mom had sprinkled on top couldn’t save it now.

Her twin brother Siku spooned the last of his into his mouth and eyed her bowl.

“What are you talking about? My oatmeal’s fine. It’s just cold.”

She pushed hers toward him. “I’m not talking about breakfast. Something’s wrong with Mom.”

He dug into the second helping as if he hadn’t just finished the first one. “You’re right,” he said through a mouthful. “It’s a bit weird that she got up, made breakfast and then disappeared before eating anything.”

“I didn't even see her this morning.”

“Me neither.” Siku scraped the bowl clean. “What if our mom isn’t the one who made breakfast? What if she was kidnapped and they sent a space robot to take her place?”

“A space robot that makes porridge?” She squinted at him. “Have you been reading too many science fiction books lately?”

Siku laughed. “You got me. The book I finished right before bed last night was about a robot who helps save earth from aliens.”

“Uh, huh.” Miki put her hands on her hips, just like their mom did.

“Okay, so it wasn’t a space robot.”

He tapped his chin with his finger. “That settles it. The only other possibility is that a bear broke into the house last night and replaced our mother.”

“You’re just trying to scare me about bears but it’s not going to work this time. It’s too early in the spring. Everyone knows they’re all hibernating!” Miki stomped her foot. “Besides, bears can’t make porridge.”

“What about polar bears? They stay awake all winter. Grrrr!” He made his hands into claws and tugged her by the sleeve. “Let’s go see if one is sleeping in Mom’s bed.”

“There are no polar bears around here.” She pulled her arm away and marched down the hall. “You can’t scare me.”

He followed her and they both stopped when they got to Mom’s room. It was awfully quiet behind that closed door.

Siku tapped lightly with one knuckle.

Tap. Tap.

There was no answer.

“You’d need supersonic ears to hear that.” She nudged him aside and knocked harder. “Mom, it’s almost ten o’clock! Are you getting up?”

Someone answered, but it didn’t sound quite like their mom. Siku’s eyes widened. “Space robot,” he whispered and jabbed her in the ribs.

Miki frowned at him. “She’s probably just sleeping in. Parents do that all the time.”

He shook his head.

She shrugged. “Well, other kids’ parents do. She’s just fine. Didn’t you hear her tell us to come in?” She turned the knob and opened the door slowly… so slowly.

The curtains were still closed. It was dark inside.

Siku held his breath and stepped into the room behind her. Suddenly his jokes weren’t so funny any more. He wished he hadn’t teased his sister about robots and bears. The dark is what he feared most.



“Mom?” Miki leaned over the bed and placed her hand on her mom’s forehead. “You’re warm but you’re shivering. Are you sick?”

Siku peeked over her shoulder. “Can I turn on the light?” Without waiting for an answer, he flipped on the switch and instantly felt better when the room lit up.

Their mother was in bed with the covers pulled right up to her neck. “You look really pale. Would you like a glass of water?”

Mom groaned.

Siku stared at her. He looked to his sister and back over at his mom. Was that a yes, or a no? He couldn’t tell. Well, he wasn’t going to stand here like a statue. He needed to do something.

Racing to the kitchen, he grabbed a glass and filled it with water from the special filter in the fridge. That always tasted best. He held the glass with both hands on his way back, careful not to spill a single drop.

Mom was more awake when he returned, a big relief, and he helped her take a sip. She was sort of up, but she didn’t look good.

Siku took the glass from her when she was finished. “Should we check your temperature, or get a cool cloth, or call the doctor?”

Mom shook her head. “I think it’s just the flu,” she mumbled. “Nothing serious, but I need to rest a little longer.”

“Don’t worry about a thing, Mom.” Miki patted her arm. “We promise to clean up and take care of everything. You relax until you feel better and we’ll even make you a snack later.”

“Thank you.” Mom closed her eyes.

Miki scooted her brother out of the room and shut the door behind them. “The flu!” She couldn’t remember their mother ever being sick before. Now she had the flu. Was this serious?

Siku puckered his dark eyebrows. “Is Mom going to be okay?”

“Of course.” Miki spoke with more confidence than she felt. “She’ll be out of bed and back to her regular self in no time.”

“That’s good,” he joked. “I was afraid she had been replaced by a space robot.”

“You’ll have to tell her that when she feels better.” She poked his shoulder.

“Ha, ha,” said Siku. “I like when she laughs at my stories. She’ll say what she always says.”

Miki wrinkled the corners of her eyes just like their mom did. “She’ll say 'Siku, you’re a funny guy. You’ll have to write a book some day’.”

He smiled. “And I’ll say, ‘I intend to’.”

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