The king scratched his belly.
"Something's making me itch!" he said.
The queen looked up from her book.
"Take a bath," she said.
The queen scratched her arm.
"I'm itchy too," Prince Eric said.
He scratched and then peeked down his shirt.
"Ack! I see bugs!"
"Bugs?" Princess Mary cried.
She tried to scratch her back.
"Tom!" the princess cried.
"Make the bugs go away!"
Tom lifted his wand.
He looked worried.
"What kind of bugs?" he asked.
"I can't see them."
The queen looked at the princess.
"You have fleas!" she cried.
Everybody but Tom was scratching.
Cat hissed at Tom.
"I don't want fleas!" she said.
"Let's get out of here!"
Tom looked at Princess Mary.
She was still scratching flea bites.
"Cat, you can go to our room," he said.
"I'll stay and help."
Cat sighed.
"You have a kind heart, Tom."
She hid deep in his pocket.
"Where did the fleas come from?" Tom asked.
He waved his wand.
"I'll send them back."
"It's your fault!" Dirk yelled.
Dirk pointed at Tom's pocket.
"Fleas come from animals.
Your cat brought fleas to the castle!
She must go!"