Things are not right at the Strega-Borgia castle. Signor Luciano Strega-Borgia has been kidnapped. Signora Baci Strega-Borgia is struggling with her spells at the Advanced Witchcraft Institute.Titus and Pandora don’t like their suspiciously cheerful and fearless new nanny. Baby Damp has been accidentally shrunk, e-mailed, and lost on the World Wide Web. And to top it off, there’s a gangster in a bunny suit lurking about. . . .
This seriously over-the-top, gothic romp is sure to have readers clamoring for the next Strega-Borgia adventure.
From the Hardcover edition.
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|Title of eBook: Pure Dead Magic||Series: The Strega-Borgias, , #1|
|Release Date: 08-13-2002|
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|Publisher: Random House Children's Books|
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"Titus, I'm in deep poo." Pandora collapsed on her brother's bed with a small wail.
Titus didn' t respond, unless a grunt counted as an expression of brotherly concern.
"Listen up, Titus, I need your help."
"I'm busy," came the reply.
Pandora unfolded herself from the bed and came to stand by her brother. Titus muttered and tapped on a keyboard, seemingly oblivious to the presence of his sister.
"I can't tell where that stupid computer ends and you begin. Titus, if you don't stop and listen to me, I'm going to see if it likes Coke as much as you do."
Titus unglued his eyeballs from the screen and looked up. Pandora was unscrewing the cap from a vast bottle of brown fizz. He sighed.
"Ah! Eyeball contact," gloated Pandora. "Is there intelligent life on Planet Titus? Yes, there appears to be large amoebathing with an open hole in the middle of its head, but we are experiencing some difficulty in establishing communication."
Titus sighed again. "What is it?" he said.
"I've lost Multitudina."
"Big deal," said Titus, "plenty more rats where she came from."
Pandora glared at her brother. "And all her babies, Titus-all thirteen of them."
"They'll turn up," said Titus philosophically. "Floating in the
soup, down the toilet, hot-wired to the back of the fridge . . ."
"Titus. I shut them in here. Before breakfast. And when I came back upstairs with their bacon rinds, they were gone."
"What did you do with the bacon rinds?" asked Titus irrelevantly.