My name is not actually Penny Dreadful. It is Penelope Jones. The ‘Dreadful’ part is my dad’s JOKE. But I do not see the funny side. Plus it is not even true that I am dreadful. It’s just that sometimes my BRILLIANT IDEAS don’t work out completely brilliantly. Like, I didn’t mean for my cousin to end up bald and covered in super glue, and I also didn’t mean to steal our neighbor’s dog and make him speak Russian… It is not my fault. I can’t help it – I’m just a Magnet for Disaster.