is. Granny was born here, so I suppose part of me is from here, too. I suppose Iâm a bit of both.â
Tomâs mouth fell open. âBrilliant!â he said.
âUnbelievable,â croaked Tilly.
They both gazed at Zac in the way someone might look at the most interesting animal at the zoo.
âWhat?â said Zac. âWhat is it?â
âSorry,â whispered Tom. âItâs just that weâve never met anyone from the Waking World before. Whatâs it like there? And how come youâre wearing pajamas? Does everyone there dress like that all the time?â
Zac had forgotten about his pajamas. He blushed, tying the belt on his robe a little tighter.
âOh . . . this is just what I wear to bed,â he babbled. âUsually I wear different stuff.â He fought back a smirk. âSort of like what you have on, actually.â
Tom was wearing terrible bright blue pants, with a pink shirt and vest.
There was a momentâs silence. Zac put his hands in his pockets and felt something cold and metallic. He jingled it between his fingers.
âWhat have you got there?â quizzed Tilly.
Zac pulled his hand out and opened it. Nestling in his palm were two shiny ten-pence pieces.
âWhat are those?â said Tom excitedly.
âCoins,â replied Zac. He held out his hand. âHere,â he said. âNow you can say youâve got something from the Waking World.â
Tilly and Tom slowly took the coins from Zacâs hand.
âThanks,â said Tom.
âWhat are they used for?â asked Tilly.
âCoins are money,â said Zac. âIf you want to buy something from someone, you give them some of these and they give you something in return.â
âWe know what money is,â Tom said with a laugh.
âYeah,â added Tilly. âBut itâs a bit strange that people should use lumps of metal. We use teeth.â
âTeeth?â
âYeah, look,â said Tilly. She pulled a little leather pouch from her pocket and opened it to reveal a pile of teeth. âThese were collected by the tooth fairy from under the pillows of sleeping children in the Waking World. Thatâs what we use as money here.â
Zac almost choked.
âTheyâve been cleaned, you know,â she added, noticing his disgusted expression.
âDid you . . . did you say the tooth fairy?â Zac stammered.
âYeah,â said Tom, still examining his coin. âSurely youâve heard of her?â
âOf course I have,â said Zac. âItâs just that sheâs make-believe.â
âMake-believe?â said Tom.
âYeah,â muttered Zac. âI mean, most children my age think the tooth fairy is a story for babies.â
Tom stared at Zac for a second and then looked at his sister. âCompletely bonkers,â he said, pointing to his head. âHey, you want us to show you around?â
âIâm supposed to stay here,â said Zac.
âNot now! Later, when everyoneâs asleep.â
âWe know HQ inside out,â added Tilly.
Zac only thought about it for a second. This place did seem pretty cool. And heâd just met two kids who didnât think he was a freak. He wasnât going to blow it now.
âOK,â he said. âIf youâre sure.â
âOnly, donât tell anyone,â warned Tom. âWeâre not supposed to. Thereâs all sorts of weird stuff lying around. An old shoe attacked me last week . . .â
At that moment, Granny and the others reappeared.
Tom nudged Zac in the ribs. âRemember,â he whispered, âdonât say anything.â
âRight,â said Zac, wondering what sort of surprises lay ahead.
The dining room of the Knightsâ headquarters was oval with a polished floor and a round table, on which places had been set for everyone.
Here, Zac was introduced to Tilly and