The AWESOME Adventures of Kirsty & Co. - Wizard of Oz Edition

It was a great day in Kansas. There was some mumbo-jumbo about a tornado coming, but Kirsty ignored this and decided to go looking for her turtle – Toto. Right as she was riding her tricycle home, the forewarned tornado hit. Kirsty struggled with her tricycle, and tried to make it home. She got up the drive-way, and was almost in the house, but something suddenly flew out of the sky and hit her in the head causing her to black out.

A bit later…

Kirsty groaned and sat up, rubbing her sore head. Then she looked around and saw that her mansion was surrounded by a completely different setting. I’m talking green grass (well she had that, but this grass was definitely greener), brighter flowers, little midget people and a yellow brick road… Kirsty looked around trying to figure out where she was and saw two feet sticking out from underneath her mansion. And on those feet were two sparkling shoes.

“Oh. My. Gosh,” said a midget. Kirsty turned around and saw a teeny tiny girl talking to her. “You killed her. You killed the witch! Up top!!!” the midget held her hand up high. Kirsty reached down and high-fived the midget.

“Thanks,” said Kirsty. “But shouldn’t we be calling the emergency services? Who are you? What’s wrong with you? You’re… You’re inhumane!”

“Well, being a Munchkin, you’re quite right… I’m not humane. So, good job. My name’s Anna Banana and we’re not calling the emergency services because…well, I doubt they could hear us from here!” Immediately all the other Munchkins cracked up laughing. Anna Banana wiped tears of laughter from her eyes and continued, “No, but seriously, this chic, she was called “The Wicked Witch of the East” and she was like, a major mass murderer!”

“Oh. Okay?” Kirsty said. “Look, how do I get home?”

At that moment a giant purple bubble floated out of the sky and landed in front of Kirsty with a faint pop. A beautiful lady stepped out of it.

“Look, Kirsty, I don’t have much time, I’ve got an appointment in ten and I really need to get going, so,” said the lady, “Put on the witch’s shoes.”

“What?” asked Kirsty.

“Put on the shoes!” she shouted.

Kirsty hurriedly put on the shoes, taken aback by the beautiful lady’s sudden outburst.

“Now, follow the yellow brick road and go to Emerald City.”

“But-”

“Follow the yellow brick road!”

“What? But –”

“Follow the yellow brick road!!!” the lady screeched and with another pop she vanished.

Kirsty turned around and looked at an excited Anna Banana Munchkin.

“Go on, Kirsty,” said Anna Banana. “Follow the yellow brick road. Follow it. NOW!”

Suddenly all the previously cheery Munchkins looked murderous, and the sky turned black. Not dark, not grey, black.

Timidly, Kirsty started to walk down the winding, yellow brick road. The further away from the Munchkins she got the cheerier the weather became until the sun was shining once more. As Kirsty was walking past a cornfield, a scarecrow jumped out from behind a bush.

“Ooga Booga!” it shouted waving its arms about.

Kirsty screamed and jumped back. “What the Hell?!”

“Hi,” said the scarecrow.

“Um…” said Kirsty.

“Are you going to Emerald City?” asked the Scarecrow.

Now Kirsty was a clever kid. She’d read Little Red Riding Hood enough times to know that one should never tell where they’re going in their travels.

“No,” said Kirsty.

“Excellent! Me neither, let’s go!” said the Scarecrow.

Kirsty tried to get rid of him, but nothing worked, and he was talkative too, which got annoying. He kept going on about how he wanted a brain. Kirsty wished he had a brain too.

Later on down the track, Kirsty and the Scarecrow ran into a Tin Man who decided to tag along too. The Tin Man was called Taylor, and was after two things. A heart and a name change. Taylor wanted to be known as Taylor the Tin Woman, because it was a bit more accurate.

A little while later they were travelling through a forest when all of a sudden they ran into a Lion!

“ARGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“Whoa, whoa, calm down it’s okay!”

But the Lion continued to scream for a good ten minutes. Kirsty tried to get it to calm down. She patted it on the back. She spoke soothingly. She made a cup of tea. She meditated. She sang a lullaby. But nothing worked. Eventually, the Lion wore itself out and its throat became so sore and husky that the screaming became inaudible.

“Oh thank goodness,” said Taylor the Tin Man.

“I know, right?” said the Scarecrow.

“Look,” said Kirsty to the Lion. “We’re no going to hurt you. We’re just travellers.”

“Travellers?” sniffed the Lion, looking up. “Where? To Emerald city? I need to go there! I need to ask… I… I want to ask for more…. Courage!” the Lion started sobbing loudly. “I – I -  I don’t have any c-c-courage!”

Kirsty patted it on the back. “There, there,” she said.

“Thanks,” said the Lion. “Call me, J- Jess.”

So, Kirsty, the Scarecrow, Taylor the Tin Man and J-Jess the Lion set off again.

Meanwhile, in another part of the weird world that Kirsty had found herself in, a witch was watching her every move through a crystal ball.

“Excellent! Kirsty’s got the shoes. I wanted those shoes so badly at the Shoe Sale, but that stupid Wicked Witch of the East went ahead and took ‘em from me…But I’ll get them now…MWAHAHA!” the witch cackled and shrieked. “But how should I do it?” At that moment, the Witch’s phone started to ring. Now, the Witch had a rule. No phones when she was plotting. So, she ignored the call and continued her plotting.

“Aha!” cried the Witch. “I know what I’ll do!” She looked into the crystal ball at Kirsty &Co., “I’m going to send my monkeys after you…” the Witch paused and thought about what she’d said. She realised that her evil plan had rhymed and cackled a laugh. She loved it when her evil plans rhymed. She turned to her monkeys and instructed them on what to do. They had to fly away – these were not your ordinary monkeys, you see; they had wings – and they had to capture Kirsty & Co. and bring them back to the Witch. “Now, fly my minions! Fly!”

Back with Kirsty and her not-quite Co., they had nearly left the forest. They could see Emerald City just ahead. J-Jess the Lion, had been sure that they were going to have to go through a field, but Kirsty had taken the map off her and pointed out a path which led right to the centre of the city.

“A-a-are we th-there ye-yet?” stammered J-Jess.

“Does it look like it?” snapped the Scarecrow.

J-Jess the Lion started to tear up. “I-I-I was o-only as-as-asking!”

Kirsty groaned. She didn’t want J-Jess the Lion to start crying again.  She needed something to distract J-Jess.

At that moment a beautiful unicorn came frolicking through the forest and onto the path ahead of them.

“Aww,” crooned everyone.

“It’s so beautiful!” said J-Jess.

“I love it,” announced Taylor the Tin Man. “Or I would…If I had a heart.”

“I think it’s amazing,” said the Scarecrow. “Except I can’t think. I don’t have a brain. Let’s keep going guys.”

So Kirsty and her assorted, not-quite Co. continued their way to Emerald city. The unicorn let them go up close and pat it, and they all giggled and laughed as it wagged its tail.

J-Jess marvelled at the wagging of the tail. “I didn’t even know unicorns’ were able to wag their tails!” she exclaimed.

Suddenly, a heap of flying monkeys appeared. They started grabbing at Kirsty & her not-quite Co.

Kirsty had an idea. She picked the unicorn up (with her super-awesome strength) and threw it at the monkeys as a sacrifice. They grabbed the unicorn and flew away.

“Dude!” shouted Taylor the Tin Man. “What the hell? You don’t just offer UNICORNS as SACRIFICE! What is wrong with you?!”

“Taylor’s a vegetarian,” explained the Scarecrow.

“Ah. Well…if it’s any consolation, Taylor,” Kirsty began.

“If it’s any consolation…?” Taylor the Tin Man prompted.

Kirsty tried to think of something to say. She came up with nothing. Time to change the subject. “So, we’re, like, seven words away from Emerald City! Right?!”

“Wow!” the Scarecrow shouted as they arrived in Emerald City. “This place is huge!”

Green buildings towered above Kirsty & her not-quite Co. It was a beautiful sight.

They saw a great big building saying “Wizard of Oz” on the doors and paused.

“What’s Oz?” asked Kirsty.

“This is,” said Taylor the Tin Man.

“What?” asked Kirsty.

“We live in Oz. This whole place is called Oz.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“So this world is called Oz?”

“Yes. What else would it be called?” asked Taylor the Tin Man.

“Shall we go in?” asked the Scarecrow, interrupting them.

The four of them walked into the building, marvelling at the polished emerald floor and the green fountain.

“Even the water’s green!” shouted J-Jess the Lion, excitedly getting a green cup from the counter and filling it from a tap. She took a big slurp. “Guys, it’s green water!”
“It’s only green, because we haven’t changed the filter in a while,” said a woman, appearing from behind the counter. “Hi, I’m Banana Anna, and I hope you haven’t drunk any of that.”

“Banana Anna? Would you know an Anna Banana?” Kirsty asked.

“Yes! That’s my sister!” announced Banana Anna.

“So, you’re a Munchkin?” asked Kirsty.

“Right again!” The woman stood up, making herself even shorter by getting off the chair.

“Cool,” Kirsty said. “Well, we’re here to see the Wizard?”

“The Wizard? The Wizard? You mean, the Wonderful Wizard of Oz? But why?”

“Because, because, because―” stuttered J-Jess.

“Because of the wonderful things he does!” interrupted Taylor the Tin Man.

“So if you tell us which floor the Wizard’s on, we’ll be off,” said Kirsty with a smile.

“We’ll be off to see the Wizard, the wonderful Wizard of Oz!” said Taylor the Tin Man.

“Right, well the Wizard’s on the fiftieth floor and…” Banana Anna tapped away on her keyboard, “The Wizard’s free right now. So off you go! Have fun! In fact, I’ll come too. I want a pay rise.” Banana Anna jumped off her chair and led the way. They raced up the stairs – the lift was out of order – and knocked on his door.

“Enter!” boomed a magnificent voice.

Kirsty & Co. and the Scarecrow pushed open the door and walked into the most magnificent, most green, most empty room they had ever seen.

“Where is he?” asked Taylor the Tin Man.

“I am here!” boomed the Wizard.

Kirsty & Co. and the Scarecrow turned around to face the Wizard.

“Oh,” said Kirsty.

“O-Oh,” said J-Jess the Lion.

“Oh,” said Taylor.

“Oh,” said the Scarecrow.

“Hi!” said Banana Anna.

The Wizard was not who they had expected.

“Anna Banana?” asked Kirsty in shock.

“Hey, Kirsty!” said the Munchkin Wizard.

“You’re the Wizard of Oz?” asked Kirsty in disbelief.

“Well, technically, I’m called the Wonderful Wizard of Oz. Wonderful. Ok?”

“Why…Why did I have to travel all the way to Emerald City to see you, when you were there when I was in Munchkin Land?!” shouted Kirsty.

“Well, I was off-duty then, wasn’t I?” said Anna Banana. “I only see clients in my office hours.”

Kirsty’s left eye began to spasm with rage. She stood there, rigid as a board, with her eye twitching.

“Look, Anna- I mean, Wonderful Wizard, sir – no ma’am!” said the Scarecrow, “I was wondering if―”

“You were wondering if you could ask me for a favour. I know. You all want to. You always want to. It’s one of the reasons I hate this job. I mean, no one ever asks me what I want. And that hurts a little bit. I mean, just because I’m a magical Munchkin doesn’t mean I have everything I want. There are some gaps magic can’t fill. Like companionship! Aging… happiness… and no matter what I do, I just can’t magic myself AWESOME!” Anna Banana rushed up to Kirsty and shook her by the shoulders. “How do you do it? How? I want to be awesome! Being magic just isn’t enough! What’s your secret?!!”

Kirsty escaped Anna Banana’s midget grasp. “I don’t know how I ended up this awesome; it’s been a speculation for my entire life. Was it a gift from the gods? Was it all just a coincidence? I don’t know! Gosh, chill!”

Anna Banana calmed down. “Okay. Okay. I’ll grant all of you your wishes. One each. And…GO!” A gun fired off and the Scarecrow rushed forward.

“I think I want a brain!” he said.

“You think? You’re thinking so you already have one, wish pre-granted, NEXT!”

Taylor the Tin Man rushed forward, “I would love a heart,” she said, “As well as a name change. As you can clearly see, I’m a Tin Woman.”

“You would love a heart. You’re feeling love already, so why are you asking me for a heart? Gosh people! And name change granted. NEXT!”

J-Jess the Lion stumbled forward. “I-I’d l-l-l-like some c-c-courage, pl-please,” she stuttered.

Anna Banana nodded. “Fair enough.” She clicked her fingers. “Granted! NEXT!”

Kirsty stepped forward, “I want to go home.”

Anna Banana’s frowned. “What? You want to go home? Why?”

“I don’t like it here.”

Anna Banana’s bottom lip trembled. “You…You don’t like Oz?” she asked, tears welling up in her eyes. “I guess…I guess I could take you home. Granted. Next,” she sighed.

Banana Anna, stepped forward, “Look, I think now may be a bad time, but can I get a pay rise? I mean…I work hard, sis, you know I do.”

“Fine,” said Anna Banana glumly. “Granted. I guess I’ll take you home now, Kirsty. I’ll sort your pay rise out after I get back, sis.”

So Anna Banana, the Wonderful Wizard, took Kirsty back to Kansas, but after that she mysteriously disappeared. She never returned to Oz, and poor Banana Anna never got her pay rise.

The End.

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The AWESOME Adventures of Kirsty & Co. - Titanic Edition

It was a marvellous day on the Titanic. Kirsty & Co. were lounging on the upper deck, soaking up the sunshine and working on their awesome tans.

“I say,” said Taylor, “It was a jolly good idea to go on this cruise! Simply splendid!”

“Uh, Tay,” said Kirsty. “Why are you talking like that?”

“Like what, precisely, my dear, awesome friend?” asked Taylor. “Whatever are you referring to?”

“You’re talking like we’re in nineteenth century England,” said Anna Banana.

“It’s like you’re trying to be posh,” said Jess.

“It’s really weird,” said Kirsty.

“Ah!” Taylor grumbled. “Fine!”

“Though, she was right, Kirsty. It was a great idea to go on this cruise. I could really use a relaxing holiday,” said Anna Banana.

“Yeah, it was, wasn’t it?” Kirsty agreed. ‘I just heard that this was called “The Unsinkable Ship” and―”

“Whoa! Wait!” said Jess. “I thought this was called the Titanic?”

Later that day…

Kirsty & Co. were enjoying a lovely meal in the prestigious ballroom, when a rich party of people passed by on the way to the dance floor, where they began to waltz.

“Ooh, they’re dancing!” exclaimed Taylor. “I love to dance! Can we dance?”

Anna Banana, Jess and Kirsty all avoided Taylor’s eyes.

‘C’mon guys, let’s dance!” said Taylor, grabbing Anna Banana’s hand and dragging her to the dance floor. She started to dance, a special dance which Taylor liked to call “The Chango” – a cross between the chicken dance, and the tango.

Kirsty and Jess stared at Taylor and Anna Banana.

“Want to pretend we don’t know them and leave?” asked Kirsty.

“Yes!” Jess almost shouted, and they hurried out.

The two of them were halfway back to their rooms, when they were bumped aside by a large group of people who were running downstairs. The people seemed to keep coming and Jess was forced down the stairs with them.

“Kirsty!” she shouted, trying to climb back up. She held out her hand and tried to reach Kirsty.

Kirsty grabbed Jess’ hand. “I got you, Jess.”

Jess locked eyes with Kirsty. “Don’t ever let go!”

Kirsty looked awkwardly from side to side. The crowd had all gone, but Jess had shut her eyes and was still clinging to her. “Uh…Jess.”

“I know, Kirsty. I don’t want to die either,” Jess gripped her hand even harder.

Kirsty twisted her hand out of Jess’. “They’re gone, Jess. They’re gone.”

Jess looked up and around. “Oh,” she laughed nervously. “Wow…uh…You looked worried there for a moment, Kirsty. I mean, I knew we were going to be fine. It’s only a couple of people. Pfft.” Jess continued the nervous laughter and tried to act nonchalant.

“Right,” said Kirsty. “I wonder where they were going.”

 “I know where they were going,” said someone from the corner. A very familiar someone. Kirsty heard his voice and groaned. Not…

“Brandon!” Kirsty complained. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh, you know. Just taking a cruise. I heard this was called “The Unsinkable Ship” and―”

“Seriously!” Jess exclaimed. “Is this the Titanic or The Unsinkable Ship?”
Brandon laughed. “It’s the Unsinkable Shi―” he broke off and looked at Kirsty. “―Titanic?”

“Where were they going, Brandon?” Kirsty asked.

“They were going downstairs to the bottom deck.”

“But that’s where they shovel coal and all that,” Kirsty said.

“Oh. Then they were going to the deck above that?” Brandon said uncertainly. “There’s a dance there.”

“Oh. A dance. What kind of dancing?”

“Um, that one…you know with the,” Brandon started to demonstrate the dance. He looked like he was having an upright seizure.

“Yeah, no I think I’ll give it a miss,” said Kirsty while Jess tried not to laugh.

“Oh,” said Brandon, sounding disappointed.

“Have fun,” said Kirsty, turning around and leaving.

“Bye,” said Jess.

They left him looking disappointed on the stairs and went up onto the sky deck. They were standing near the edge when a couple came running past them.

“Oh, Jack,” giggled the woman as they ran.

The man giggled. “Shush, Rose,” he said.

Kirsty and Jess frowned. Before either of them could say something funny, two people got thrown from a door and onto the deck in front of them.

“And stay out!” yelled a man, the one who had thrown them out.

“It’s called “The Chango”! It’s a happening thing, I’m telling you!” yelled Taylor from the floor.

Anna Banana and Taylor stood up and brushed themselves off.

“Get kicked out for “The Chango”?” asked Kirsty.

Taylor nodded.

“Again? Really, Taylor?” asked Jess.

Taylor nodded.

Kirsty was about to tell Taylor off, when the ship shook, sending Taylor, Jess and Anna Banana to the ground. But not Kirsty. Her awesomeness held her up.

“What was that?” asked Anna Banana, rushing to the edge of the ship to look. Jess giggled and snuck up behind her, grabbed her shoulders and pretended to push her overboard.

“Saved your life!” Jess shouted.

Anna Banana turned around and glared at Jess. “Saved Your Life? You decided to play the Saved Your Life trick on me? Me?! I die and fall and disappear all the time! WHY? Why would you do that to me? Do you want me to die? Do you look forward to it? Is it your favourite part of our adventures? You. You―”

Right as Anna Banana called Jess an unprintable word, she slipped and fell sideways off the ship. They heard a splash and saw she had hit the water.

“Does that count as my fault?” asked Jess.

Taylor and Kirsty thought about it.

“No. I guess not. When you did the Saved Your Life thing, she was alright. I think that this one was her fault,” said Taylor.

Kirsty was about to agree, when she noticed the ship was sinking. Already, the water was up to their ankles. Kirsty pointed this fact out to the other two.

“How did we not notice this?” asked Jess.

“Well, Anna Banana was yelling. It would distract anyone,” reasoned Taylor.

“True,” said Kirsty.

In all the chaos of Anna Banana’s tantrum, they had missed the warning sirens, the yells and cries of distress and everyone fleeing in the escape boats. Apart from them, the ship was deserted.

“What do we do?” asked Jess.

“Well, I guess we’re going to have to abandon ship,” said Kirsty. “I’ll call the chopper.”

So Kirsty called her personal pilot, who came by in no time and flew them away. They looked out the window and watched as the ship snapped in half and sank.

“Hey,” said Taylor suddenly, “I think there’s someone still on the ship!” She pointed to a small dot that was waving at them.

“Is that…” Jess trailed off.

“Brandon?” Taylor sounded shocked. “What’s he doing on this cruise?”

“No. No, that’s not him,” said Kirsty. “It wouldn’t be.”

Back on the nearly-completely-sunk Titanic, Brandon was waving his arms in the air. “Kirsty! My awesome friend, come back!”

The End.

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The AWESOME Adventures of Kirsty & Co. - Skulduggery Pleasant Edition

Kirsty and Co. (which included Brandon now) snuck into the empty gallery, the eerie sound of sharp screeching from violin strings being played echoing around the empty hallways.

“Anna Banana, shut up!” Kirsty hissed, snatching away the violin. It was important to be quiet. They were here in the gallery following Skulduggery Pleasant and his new associate, which made Kirsty a little nervous. The skeleton detective was... well ruthless. Kirsty secretly planned to use the others as bait if anything went wrong. Brandon was at the top of the list.

“Hey!” said Brandon, indignantly.

Kirsty cursed. Stupid narrator. Couldn’t the narrator, who was technically Kirsty, keep her mouth shut?

Sorry. Anyway, the reason it was crucial to be quiet was because not only were the detectives here, but there were also vampires here. Not vampires like the Cullens’ either, these vamps were vicious, flesh eating, mutilating monsters. They were pretty bad.  

But Kirsty was confident. And so was Brandon. And so were Anna Banana, Taylor and Jess, who were Brandon’s “in-superiors” (or so he liked to believe). In truth, he really wasn’t all that awesome. In fact, he was fairly un-awesome.

“Hey,” Brandon moaned, starting to get annoyed at the narrator.

 “Oi, narrator shut up and stick to the story,” Taylor said.

Kirsty spotted something. It was a vampire coming around the corner, its massive fangs sticking out of its mouth and its razor sharp claws protruding from its hands. Kirsty was impressed. Not a bad vamp.

“Okay, so everyone clear on the plan?” Brandon asked, trying to be awesome and lead the group. What a wannabe.

Kirsty hit him over the head, but he was already crying, having heard the narrator. “Okay, so everyone clear on the plan?” she asked.

Everyone nodded, Brandon still sobbing silently.

They tiptoed to the room where they were going to retrieve the object which they had come here and risked their life for. They reached the corner and Kirsty stopped. The vampire was on the other side and she needed a distraction. She needed bait. Kirsty looked at Brandon.

“Nu-uh,” he whispered.

“Fine,” Kirsty said. She grabbed Anna’s arm and pushed her out into the hallway. She heard Anna scream and watched as she tried to run away from the vampire. When the vampire was far enough away, Kirsty and the rest of the Co. went to the secret entrance for the object that they were her for.

“Wait!” Kirsty said. She could hear voices in the secret room. It sounded like Skulduggery Pleasant. Kirsty & Co. (apart from Anna) ducked back behind the corner. Kirsty peered out and saw Skulduggery Pleasant and his associate slip out from the secret room and go in the direction which Kirsty had sent Anna. When they had disappeared from sight, Kirsty and Co. snuck into the secret room.

“There it is!” Kirsty cried out, pointing to a stone.

Taylor picked it up. “What? This thing?”

Kirsty snatched the stone from Taylor’s hands. “Dude, be careful.”

“What is it?” asked Jess.

“It’s an echo stone,” explained Kirsty. “They’re usually used when someone is dying, people sleep with it nearby for three days and their conscience is imprinted upon it. It sometimes helps their grieving families answer final questions.”

Taylor and Jess teared up. “Are you dying?” Jess asked.

“What? No,” Kirsty said.

“But then... why?” Taylor asked feeling extraordinarily confused.

“Because, it means there can be TWO of me! Awesome? I think so!” Kirsty said.

Everyone stared at her.

“Fair enough,” said Brandon eventually. And with that they left. They were almost out of the gallery when a vampire came drifting around the hallway stopping right in front of Kirsty & Co.

They stared at each other. Kirsty saw somebody move behind the vampire. It was Skulduggery Pleasant and his newbie, sneaking away. Kirsty decided to save her own skin.

“Look!” she shouted pointing at them. That distracted the vampire, who then ran after the two detectives. Kirsty & Co. made a break for it, and safely got back home.

A few days (3 to be exact) later...

“Are you ready guys?” Kirsty asked her Co.

“Sure,” they said.

Kirsty unveiled the echo stone and then picked it up, activating it. Another Kirsty materialised in front of them.

“Sup guys?” the echo-Kirsty asked.

Kirsty smiled. “Isn’t she awesome?”

And she was. Much more awesome than Brandon. Who wasn’t awesome at all actually.

“Hey!” sobbed Brandon.

The End

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The AWESOME Adventures of Kirsty & Co. - SOAP OPERA Edition Part 2

Previously on The AWESOME Adventures of Kirsty & Co. – Soap Opera Edition

Last time, on The AWESOME Adventures of Kirsty & Co. – Soap Opera Edtion, a strange person interrupted Kirsty & Co’s relaxing evening at their hotel, bringing forth shocking and unexpected stories from all of their pasts…or at least Taylor and Kirsty’s pasts. This stranger had revealed himself to be Kirsty’s secret twin, and then, shocking Kirsty furthermore had told her that her so called “parents” were not actually her parents… But before he had been able to reveal the truth he had been shot…and killed.

“Our parents…are…” Kirsty’s twin struggled to speak and with a final breath, he lived no more.

“NO!” Kirsty cried out. “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”

“Who shot him?’ asked Taylor, running to the door. She saw a figure with a gun walking up the pathway. “Oh no, the shooter is coming!”

Anna Banana, Taylor and Jess hid. But not Kirsty. Whoever this shooter was, obviously wanted her twin dead for a reason, and she had to find out what. She would not hide from this person. No. H```````er twin would be avenged.

A man walked in the door with a large gun in his hands. He had a mohawk and needed a shave, he wore all black and had a backpack on.

Kirsty grabbed ahold of a candle stick and brandished it in front of the man. “Stay back and tell me what you want!” she cried out.

“What do I want?” the man asked, incredulously.

“Yes,” said Kirsty. “I saw what you did…I saw my brother get shot! Why did you shoot him? Who do you work for?!”

The man answered. “I work for the company that makes assassin’s creed-”

“Aha! So you are an assassin! It’s just as I expected. But why? Why did you shoot him?” Kirsty demanded.

“I… I didn’t…” the man sounded confused.

“You didn’t what?” said Kirsty, she glanced around and saw that the others were still hiding. “Don’t try and tell me that you didn’t mean to kill him! You’re a murderer!”

“But-”

“Save it for the judge!” Kirsty cut him off.

The man rolled his eyes. “I didn’t shoot the kid.”

Kirsty gasped. “What?!”

All of Co. came out from their hiding places and gasped too.

“I didn’t shoot him. I found this gun on the ground outside after I heard a shot. But I didn’t shoot him. In fact, I think the gun was thrown outside after the shot.”

“But that means…that someone in here shot him,” said Anna Banana.

Everybody gasped. Kirsty turned to face her Co. “Was it one of you?” They all shook their heads. “Okay,” said Kirsty, “let’s think about this. He was shot…but we were all looking at him, not each other, so none of us saw the culprit… After he died, Taylor ran to the door, while we were all distracted and not paying attention to her and said she saw the shooter coming… Then Anna Banana and Jess…hid…” Kirsty turned to face Anna Banana and Jess. “Do you know what this means?”

Anna Banana and Jess nodded.

“You two killed him!” Kirsty shouted turning her weapon (a candlestick) on them. “How could you?”

“Eh?” Jess said.

“We didn’t kill him.” Anna Banana told Kirsty.

“But then who did?” asked Kirsty. “What? Do you think it was Taylor? Taylor who none of us were watching and paid no attention too, thus giving her the perfect opportunity to both shoot my twin and then dispose of the evidence…not to mention being able to frame this nice man here,” Kirsty indicated the mo-hawked, black-clad, backpack-wearing man beside her. “Don’t be preposterous!”

Taylor stood forward. “It was me!”

“What?!” said Kirsty.

“I shot him…and I’d do it again!” Taylor said.

“But…How?” asked Jess.

“Yeah,” agreed Anna, “how?

Kirsty sat down in the armchair. “The Taylor I used to know would never shoot a person,” she said sadly. She looked up at Taylor and stared her straight in the face. “How could you do that? How could you deceive us?”

“THAT’S NOT TAYLOR!” A voice shouted from the top of the stairs. It sounded English. Everyone turned to look and were surprised to see Sherlock Holmes coming down the stairs.

“But then,” gasped Jess, “who is it?”

“That, my dear, is an imposter!” Sherlock said pointing his finger at Taylor…who wasn’t really Taylor. “I’ll prove it!” he lunged forward and ripped a mask from “Taylor’s” face.

Everybody but “Taylor” and Sherlock Holmes shrieked in surprise. The person standing in front of them was… Anna Banana.

“It was you?” Kirsty asked. “You killed my dear, beloved brother?”

“Yes! It was me! I framed Taylor! When no-one was looking it was me who shot him. It was I who threw the gun outside when I was supposed to be checking if the shooter was there,” Anna Banana confessed.

“Where’s Taylor?” demanded Jess.

“She’s tied up in the kitchen.” Anna Banana said.

“But…if you’re Anna Banana…who is that?” Kirsty asked, pointing to the other Anna Banana who had been there the whole time.

“I’m Anna Banana,” the other Anna Banana said.

“But…” Kirsty trailed off.

Sherlock Holmes nodded. “Just as I suspected,” he said. “That’s not Anna Banana.”

“But then who is it?” Jess asked.

Sherlock Holmes leaped forward and ripped the mask of Anna Banana’s face. Everybody gasped. Except for Jess. She fainted…because…

IT WAS HER!

“This isn’t right,” said Kirsty. “It just can’t be!”

The Jess that hadn’t fainted nodded. “True.”

“What?” Kirsty asked.

Jess ripped off her mask and before them stood… TAYLOR!

Kirsty gasped. “But I thought you were tied up in the kitchen!”

“That’s what I wanted you to think… the truth is, it was always me! I killed your twin!” Taylor confessed.

“But why? Why? WHYYYYYYY?!!!” Kirsty yelled, falling to her knees and throwing her hands into the air.

“But why?” asked Taylor. “Why? WHYYYYYYY?!!! I’ll tell you why! Because,” Taylor turned her head to the side and said softly, “he broke my heart. So I broke his.”

‘How did he break your heart?” asked Anna Banana.

“Aha!” said Sherlock Holmes. “I think I know why. You see… Taylor wasn’t the only person your brother lent his jacket to on a cold summer night to protect from the brisk, cool breeze. No. She was not. You see I was undercover on a case, dressed as a female, and I too had been shivering on the beach on a cold summer’s night, in the brisk, cool breeze. But then he had come along and lent me his jacket. And no longer had I been cold. No. I had been warm,” Sherlock Holmes said. “And that! That is why Taylor hates Kirsty’s twin so much. AM I right Taylor?”

“Yes,” Taylor said bitterly.

“Well, Taylor, I’m afraid you’re going to have to spend some serious time behind bars for this,” Kirsty said. “It is illegal to kill people you know.”

‘Yes, I do know,” Taylor said. “But I would have gotten away with it too, if it weren’t for you and your meddling Sherlock Holmes!”

“Save it for the judge!” said Kirsty.

And so the cops arrived and took Taylor away to a life behind bars, and Kirsty’s secret twin was buried, turns out his name was George, and Kirsty’s parents were actually her parents, which I’m sure is a relief for everyone. Oh an Anna Banana disappeared. No-one knows where to though and she still hasn’t been seen to this very day.

THE END

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The AWESOME Adventures of Kirsty & Co. - SOAP OPERA Edition Part 1

It was a stormy night at the Awesome Inn, where Kirsty and Co. were sitting in front of the crackling fire, doing a crossword. All of a sudden the doors blew open with a bang and there was a dark figure standing in the doorway.

“Oh my!” exclaimed Jess.

“Who are you?” asked Kirsty.

“You know who I am, don’t you?” the figure said, in a deep voice. It was probably a boy.

“No?” Kirsty said, confused. The wind was blowing bits of leaves and dirt from outside into her eyes, making it even harder to see.

‘I think I know who you are,” said Taylor.

‘Do you? Do you really?” asked the figure, who is assumed to be of male origin.

“Yes…We’ve met once before…so long ago, I’d almost forgotten about you. But seeing you here, all the memories come rushing back!” Taylor said breathlessly.

“That’s true. It was a long time ago. Do you remember…the beach?” the maybe male said.

“Yes,” said Taylor, turning her head away from the figure. “I’m afraid I do. But I thought we’d agreed…”

"Agreed? Agreed what, Taylor? What was it?” Anna Banana asked.

“It was three years ago…” Taylor began, harp strings playing and Taylor staring into the distance, remembering that night… “Excuse me, Jess, stop playing the harp, I’m trying to tell a story.”

Jess stopped and the music did too.

“Anyway, as I was saying,” Taylor continued. “It was a dark, cold night on the beach, and even though it was the middle of Summer, I was shivering in the brisk, cool air. When suddenly…”

“Suddenly!” the figure shouted unexpectedly. “Suddenly I saw her shivering in the brisk cool air, even though it was the middle of Summer and I-“

“Yes I was getting to that bit,” Taylor snapped. ‘Anyway, suddenly you appeared and you lent me your jacket. I was no longer shivering. No. I was warm.” Taylor fell silent.

“But who is that person?” asked Jess.

“That person…is…” Taylor said.

“No.” said the mysterious perhaps-male, perhaps-not figure. “I need to tell her. I need to tell Kirsty.”

“Tell me what?” asked Kirsty, surprised.

“Tell you that… I know you.”

“From where?”

“From everywhere!”

“But since when? I do not recall ever coming across you? Who are you?” Kirsty asked.

“You do not remember me?” he/she (?) asked.

“I’m so sorry…I don’t.” Kirsty said.

The figure stepped out from the doorway and into the light of the lounge. The person’s face was illuminated by the light bulb above said person and after a brief millisecond, the power went out, throwing the perhaps boy, possibly not, into shadow, once more.

“That I-“ the figure, now even harder to see, “I am…I can’t do it. Taylor!”

Taylor began to speak. “Kirsty that person is…your…”

“No! I need to be the one to do it! It’s better coming from me,” the figure said. “Kirsty… I’m your…brother!”

The lights came back on as everyone in the room gasped loudly.

“My brother? But… That’s impossible!” Kirsty exclaimed.

“Not just your brother. I’m your secret twin!”

“You’re Kirsty’s twin?” Anna said, bewildered. “But…what about the beach…?”

“The beach was…When we were at the beach I was still Kirsty’s twin. I just didn’t know it. I’m so sorry I lent you my jacket, Taylor. I never would have if I’d known…I would have just worn it myself! I would not have been cold. No. I would have been warm. Protected from the brisk, cool breeze,” Kirsty’s twin said.

“But how did that happen? How come you don’t live with Kirsty and your parents?” Jess asked.

“Kirsty doesn’t live with her parents,” Kirsty’s twin said.

“What?” Anna Banana was confused.

“Of course I do. Don’t I?” Kirsty asked, suddenly unsure.

“Duh duh duuuuuuuuuh.”

“Jess!” Kirsty scolded. “This is serious!”

“Sorry,” said Jess.

“Anyway, what do you mean that I don’t live with my parents? Of course I do, they’re Sue and Y-”

“Sue and Yogi?” her twin interrupted. “No. They’re not.”

“But then…Who?” asked Kirsty raising her gaze to meet her twin’s eyes.

“Our parents…Our parents are-”

Kirsty’s twin was interrupted by a loud gunshot and he fell to his knees, clutching his chest, blood seeping through his fingers.

“NOOOOOO!” Kirsty shouted, leaping forward. Her twin fell forward and onto the ground. Kirsty kneeled beside the boy. “Twin? I don’t even know your name. But who? Who are my real parents?”

The twin gasped for air. “Our parents…are…” he stopped and took another breath. “Our parents are…”

To Be Continued…

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Who was the shooter? Who are Kirsty’s real parents? What is Kirsty’s twin’s name? And what else happened that night on the beach between Taylor and Kirsty’s twin?

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The AWESOME Adventures of Kirsty & Co. - Hogwarts Edition

Kirsty & Co. walked down the corridors of Hogwarts, simply strutting their stuff. They were just too damn cool. Except for Kirsty. She was just too damn awesome.
“So Kirsty, what’s next on our agenda?” asked Anna Banana
Taylor pulled out a timetable. “We just finished “Strutting Our Stuff” from 8:15 am to 8:35 am. So next is the time slot from 8:35 am to 9:00 am before lessons...ah, yep it’s a Monday, so that means we’re―”
“Ooh, ooh, I know the answer, I know the answer!” It was Hermione. She had jumped out from nowhere and was waving her arm frantically in the air.
Kirsty sighed. Hermione was always doing this. “Yes, Hermione, go on.”
“It’s “Wreaking Havoc”,” Hermione said, matter-of-factly. Then she held out her hand.
Kirsty rolled her eyes and pulled a gold star sticker out of her pocket. “Here you go. Now go away.”
Hermione did, and Kirsty & Co. wreaked havoc for the next twenty-five minutes with the help of Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle.
“Well,” said Jess as the bell, signalling the beginning of classes rang, “that was some of the best havoc we’ve wreaked this term!” They all high-fived each other and headed off to their first class; Transfiguration with Professor McGonagall. All the students were already in their seats when Kirsty & Co. entered with Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle, so they had to split up. Kirsty ended up sitting next to a nerd with glasses called Harry and a ranga. Kirsty didn’t ask the ranga’s name. Professor McGonagall entered the room and began to tell them about the lesson. Today they would be transforming rats into goblets.
“But that’s so cruel!” Taylor called out. “The poor rats.”
“They won’t feel a thing, and they’re going to get changed back, Ms Jachmann-Evans,” Professor McGonagall explained.
Taylor agreed then and the entire class begin to attempt it. The ranga next to Kirsty completely failed, because the goblet he turned his rat into was furry and had a tail. And Kirsty was pretty sure it squeaked. Anna, who was sitting on the other side of the nerd with glasses, Harry, tried to start a conversation. “So, Harry... How’s life?”
Harry struck an emo pose. “It’s sucky. I live with my mean Uncle, Aunt and cousin, my parents were killed by an evil wizard who’s still out to get me AND I have to wear glasses.” He burst into tears. “I hate my life!” he yelled running out of the classroom.
Anna Banana grinned and slid over to sit next to Kirsty who was laughing. Harry did the whole over-dramatic running from class thing on a regular basis. It always worked if they wanted to sit where he was sitting. Jess and Taylor came over to the table. Taylor took Harry’s seat and Jess walked over to the ranga and asked him if she could sit there. When he said no, she punched him in the face and then took his seat. The rest of the lesson flew by and before they knew it they were playing Quidditch. That flew by too. Kirsty laughed when she heard the narrator’s joke. The others stared at her.
“What?” said Kirsty. “Didn’t you hear me...I mean...the narrator, say that Quidditch flew by?” Kirsty laughed again, wiping tears from her eyes. Oh the humour.
It was at dinner in the Great Hall that night that Kirsty & Co. noticed people asking about Harry, the nerd. No one had seen him since he’d ran from class earlier that morning. He was never seen again.
Back in the common room of Awesomeness, Kirsty & Co. were playing a game of Exploding Snap.
“You know,” said Jess, “Today has been pretty good. We aced Transfiguration, beat all the other teams at Quidditch, I punched that ranga in the face,  and we wreaked the best havoc ever. Oh AND Harry’s gone. He was beginning to annoy me. I wonder what we will do tomorrow?”
Taylor pulled out the timetable. “Well according to this, after breakfast we’re going to―”
“Ooh, ooh, I know the answer, I know the answer!” It was Hermione. She had jumped out from nowhere again and was waving her arm frantically in the air.
“What? How in the name of Merlin’s beard did you get in here? It’s the Awesomeness common room. Only the four of us are authorised to be in here,” Kirsty said.
Hermione was still waving her hand in the air. “I know the answer! I know the answer!”
Kirsty scowled. “Fine. Tell us.”
Hermione smiled. “After breakfast you’re going to go and play some early morning Quidditch.” She held out her hand for a gold star.
Taylor looked down at the timetable. “Hermione... That’s actually wrong.”
“I’m sorry?” Hermione asked.
“After breakfast tomorrow we’re going into the Forbidden Forest.” Taylor told her.
Hermione started to cry. She ran from the room in hysterics and slammed the door behind her.
Taylor began to laugh.
“What is it?” asked Anna Banana.
“She was actually right,” Taylor said. “We are going to play Quidditch tomorrow morning.”
The rest of Kirsty & Co. laughed too and continued playing exploding snap.

THE END

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