Alfie's Alphabet Book - Part 3

And on the next page they saw a violin and its bow standing beside a large letter V but the violin and bow weren't happy.
Infact they both looked very angry as if they had just had an argument.
"Why do you look so angry?", Alfie asked the violin.
"Because this is my page", said the violin, "V for violin, not B for bow but Mr Bow over there refuses to leave".
"And I've told her", said the bow, "That violins and bows are supposed to go together. Thats why we're both on the same page but she wants it all to herself".
"Thats because its my page", argued the violin, "If you want a page go to page B".
"Uh?", said the Bee, "Well B is my page actually, B for Bee. I'm quite sure the bow belongs here".
"You see", said the bow to the violin, "Even the bee agrees with me".
But just then Alfie had an idea.
"Why don't you try making music together?", he asked.
"Music?", asked the violin.
"Yes", said Alfie, "Bows and violins are supposed to make music together. The bow moves backwards and forwards over the strings of the violin".
"Oh I don't like the sound of that", said the violin.
"Me neither", said the bow.
"But you might like the sound of it", said Alfie, "The music I mean, if you give it a try".
The violin sighed.
"Well alright", said the violin, "I suppose I could try it. Just once".
And the bow felt the same way, so then the bow moved slowly back and forth over the violins strings and, when it did, together they made a sound.
"Oh thats lovely", said the violin, hearing the sound, "Do it again".
And so the bow did it again and before long, the violin and the bow had become friends and were making beautiful violin music together.
And, happy to see them so happy; Alfie, the cat, the elephant and the bee all moved onto the next page.
Unfortunately, what was on the next page was a very wicked witch, all dressed in black with a tall, pointy black witches hat.
"Hee-hee-hee", cackled the wicked witch.
"Oh no", said Alfie, "Its a witch".
"Thats wicked witch to you", said the witch, "W. W. here to toil and trouble you or boil and bubble you, to be precise, within my witches pot".
"Don't worry", said the Bee, "I'll sting her".
"And I'll scratch her with my claws", said the cat.
"And I'll knock her down with my trunk", said the elephant.
"Ha!", said the witch, taking a wand from her pocket, "You'll do nothing of the kind. When I zap you with my wicked witches wand, I'll turn all of you into F for Frogs".
And the witch was just about to zap them when, suddenly, out of the sky, towards the witch, came the kite and the umbrella.
"Whee!", said the umberella.
"To the rescue!", said the kite.
"Aaagh!", cried the witch as the umbrella knocked her down.
But then, seizing their chance; Alfie, the Elephant, the cat and the bee all ran past the witch onto the next page which was a big Xylophone under the letter X for xylophone.
And climbing up onto the xylophone, they ran across it, their feet making music as they stepped upon its xylophone bars.
But the witch wasn't ready to give up.
Leaping up onto the xylophone, she chased after them until, finally they came to the last bar of the xylophone and leapt onto the next page which was Y for Yo-Yo.
But then the witch got out her wand again and tried to zap them.
Fortunately, the Yo-Yo was whizzing up and down so fast with all of them upon it that the witch, however she tried, just couldn't hit them.
"Stay still you... you... yo-yo", said the witch, getting dizzy just watching the yo-yo going up and down.
But then, suddenly, the witch felt something behind her; something large bumping into her and turning round her eyes widened.
"No! No!", she cried.
"Thats Nose to you", said the giant nose, swinging sideways and knocking the witch over.
But then, leaping off the yo-yo; Alfie, the Elephant, the cat and the bee all ran onto the last page of the book.
And there they saw a stripy Zebra standing next to a big letter Z.
"Climb upon my back Alfie", said the Zebra, "And I'll take you back home".
Then the elephant lifted Alfie up onto the zebra's back and the zebra leapt up into the air, jumping over stars and rainbows as he said the magic word, "Abraka-zebra!".
And, suddenly, Alfie wasn't inside the book anymore; he was in his bedroom holding the book in his hands.
"Was it just a dream?", he wondered.
But then he flipped through the book and saw the apple under A had a bite out of it; the violin and the bow were playing music; the kite and the umberella were flying together; the elephant was carrying the cat and bee upon its back and even a grumpy looking witch was tied up with the queens skipping rope.
"It wasn't a dream", he said, excitedly, "It wasn't".
But then his mum called him down for lunch which, coincidentally, was a lovely bowl of Alphabet soup.