“Where else but counting her money ?” Ferdinand answered her simply, and led them through the pink bedroom wall and out of a stark white wall.

Now they stood in a room that was completely white. White walls, white ceiling, white floor, white chairs, white table and a vast white bed. There sitting against a mountain of white pillows, in a nightdress of pure dazzling white, was Cynthia Hedley-Sloan, Mrs Hiss, a white laptop computer on her white bed spread, counting her money. She was a thin woman with a big bouffant black hairdo, narrow face, high arching eyebrows and ice cold blue eyes. Her lips were painted a startling red colour and, apart from two dolls on the bedside table, her lips were the only colour in this whiter than white room.
“What are they doing here ?” Danni murmured to herself, eying the dolls.
“Those are what Mrs Hiss’ factory makes.” Pan told her.
“Dahling dolls.” Danni said thoughtfully. “You put them into my dreams.”
“Just trying to bring a bit of joy into your life.” Ferdinand said half heartedly. “She said that you would be happy if you had them, if you wanted to have them that is, if you ….” He fell silent as Danni looked at him accusingly.
“You put them into my dreams so that I would want to buy them !” She said with certainty.
“I, ahh, suppose that…umm, yes.” Ferdinand admitted.
“You were putting adverts into my dreams !” Danni said loudly in outrage.
“Who’s that ?” A strident voice called out across the room. “Oh, it’s you. What do you want now ?” Mrs Hedley-Sloan asked Ferdinand irritably when she spotted him and quite overlooked Danni.
Danni was in no mood to be ignored and marched across the room to stand by the bed where she planted her hands on her hips fiercely.

“You put adverts for your horrid dolls into my dreams Mrs Hiss.” She accused Mrs Hedley-Sloan.
“What a rude little girl.” Mrs Hedley-Sloan said looking down her exceptionally fine long nose at Danni. “I might have given you some of my Dahling dolls if you had been nice. Now you’ll have to buy your own.” She smirked nastily and looked back at her computer.
“I don’t want any of your stupid dolls, I’ve got Pan and he’s miles better than them.”
The panda leaned over the top of the computer and waved at the astonished Mrs Hedley-Sloan.
“So you can keep your dolls and keep them out of my dreams !” Danni stated with a very imperial jab of her finger.
“The last pair got thrown into a river of molten lava.” Pan said with a wink. “They made a lovely splash.”
“You threw my dolls…into a river of lava ?” Mrs Hedley-Sloan almost screeched.
“When the princess of Xanubia commands me, I obey.” Pan replied cheekily and gave her a flowery bow.
“You can’t do that, they’re Dahling dolls, my market research says they are every girls dream…” Mrs Hedley-Sloan said in horror.
“Oh yes I can.” Danni replied haughtily and raised her imperial finger again to point at the pair of dolls on the table. “Pan, throw those Dahling dolls out of my dreams for good.”
“Of course your majesty.” Pan said with a respectful bow and he was off the bed and jumping up onto the table in a trice.

“Noooo.” Mrs Hedley-Sloan wailed from her bed.
“Bye bye Dahlings.” Pan said as he took them by their plastic arms and dragged them to the edge of the white table. “Forever.”
And he dropped them into the bottomless black abyss that yawned hungrily in the white floor.
“No.” Mrs Hedley-Sloan whispered as the two Dahling dolls tumbled down and down and down until they were too small to be seen.
“Done your majesty.” Pan announced dusting his paws off. “Shall we recover the treasure of Amonhotep now ?”
“Yes Pan, I think we will.” Danni answered happily.
“I warned you.” Ferdinand said wagging a finger at Mrs Hedley-Sloan. “I warned you that your greedy pursuit of vast wealth was unhealthy, but you wouldn’t listen. You tricked me into helping your dastardly deeds but thanks to Danni and Pan I am not going to fall for your lies again. Now you have had a small dose of your own medicine and you should mend your ways or you’ll be getting another visit from the Grim Sleeper,” Ferdinand paused and added significantly. “and his friends.”

Ferdinand held out his hand to Danni and she held out her other hand to Pan. Together they walked straight through the white wall and emerged into the treasure hall at the heart of Amonhotep’s lost pyramid in the middle of the burning desert. Princess Danni opened the fabulous jewel encrusted lid and gazed at the gold and gems that glinted before her.
“This is what we came for Pan.” She said with great satisfaction. “Let’s get it back to my palace.”
“At once your majesty.” Pan said bowing low, then straightening up he clapped his paws together to summon her warriors forward to carry off the chest.
In a dark corner of the chamber a short man in a burgundy jacket and bottle green corduroy trousers watched as Princess Danni led her warriors back out of the pyramid and he waved to the small panda in the gaudy turquoise blue waistcoat at the rear of the warriors that had stopped and looked over its shoulder to wink back at him.

Dannis Dictionary

Abyss  A – biss.  Deep dark scary holes can be called an abyss, you don’t want to get too close to the edge of an abyss !
Bouffante  boo - font. When someone makes a really big pile out of their hair with lots of hairspray and stuff so it looks like candyfloss.
Corduroy  cor – due – roy. A funny cloth that has long lines of ridges on it.
Dastardly  das – tar – d – ly.  When I go to the pantomime I boo and hiss at the dastardly villains. They are dastardly because they are cowardly and run away after being bad.
Exceptionally X – sep – shon – ally.  This is like very special and unusual, just like Mrs Hiss nose, what a hooter !
Research  ree – serch. Have you ever been stopped by someone in the street when you are in a tearing hurry and they want to ask you questions? They are doing research, finding things out. Scientists do this too, but they don’t ask you silly questions.
Strident  stry – dent. When someone speaks really loud and it makes your ears hurt and your brain ache.