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'What do fairy godmothers say?' she wailed.
'Er,' said Nanny, 'dunno.'
'Huh!' said Granny.
Nanny Ogg sighed. 'Didn't Desiderata tell you anything?
'Nothing!'
Nanny shrugged.
'Just do your best, then,' she said.
Magrat stared at the pile of rocks. She shut her eyes. She took a deep breath. She tried to make her mind a serene picture of cosmic harmony. It was all very well for monks to go on about cosmic harmony, she reflected, when they were nicely tucked away on snowy mountains with only yetis to worry about. They never tried seeking inner peace with Granny Weatherwax glaring at them.
She waved the wand in a vague way and tried to put pumpkins out of her mind.
She felt the air move. She heard Nanny gasp.
She said, 'Has anything happened?'
After a while Nanny Ogg said, 'Yeah. Sort of. I hope they're hungry, that's all.'
And Granny Weathenvax said, "That's fairy godmother-ing, is it?'
Magrat opened her eyes.
There was still a heap, but it wasn't rock any more.
'There's a, wait for it, there's a bit of a squash in here,' said Nanny.
Magrat opened her eyes wider.
'Still pumpkins?'
'Bit of a squash. Squash,' said Nanny, in case anyone hadn't got it.
The top of the heap moved. A couple of small pumpkins rolled down almost to Magrat's feet, and a small dwarfish face appeared in the hole.
It stared down at the witches.
Eventually Nanny Ogg said, 'Everything all right?'
The dwarf nodded. Its attention kept turning to the pile of pumpkins that filled the tunnel from floor to ceiling.
'Er, yes,' it said. 'Is dad there?'
'Dad?'
"The King.'
'Oh.' Nanny Ogg cupped her hands around her mouth and turned to face up the tunnel. 'Hey, King!'
The dwarfs appeared. They looked at the pumpkins, too. The King stepped forward and stared up into the face of his son.
'Everything all right, son?'
'It's all right, dad. No faulting or anything.'
