Monday, March 26, 2012

Quiz results...

"Okay, so here are the quiz results in my hand" Katelyn waves the card around in the air. "Linzee, drum roll, please?"
     Linzee begins to beat with all her might on the drums, leaving no one in the room without a headache.
     "Thank you, Linzee. THANK YOU!!!!!" Linzee looked at Katelyn as if she just noticed her there.
"Ahem, as I was saying, we have a winner to the quiz." Katelyn takes a deep breath and opens the envelope. "Wow, uh--Um, well, you see...It's a Three-Way tie! Between.....Abbie!!! Jessica!!! And.....Jasmine!!! Come on down!
"We will now have a trick question. Are you ready? The question is..... Who is Ryan to Becki?"

Please comment below with your answer!

Tuesday, March 20, 2012


Okay, change of plans! I finished the quiz (YAY!) And so I'll post it now. And whoever wins (Please let at least two people want to be Guest Star!) will be in THREE stories this month. Not just two. So, here's the quiz, have fun! ;)

These are randomized questions. They are not in order with the stories, just written as I had made them up. Some will be easy, others, eh, not so much. Just have fun and NO CHEATING!!! ;) Cheating would be reading the stories while answering. So, comment below with your answers. Remember, the prize is to be featured as the Guest Star of the month! Ready, Set, GO!

1: What is Lindsey’s dinosaur’s name?
2: What is Becki’s Alias?
3: Which episode did Emmalee the Eager leave?
4: What is Lindsey’s favorite sport’s bat?
5: Who is Lindsey madly in love with?
6: Name 2 of the items Katelyn used to get everyone off of the deserted island:
7: Who is Bobby?
8: Who is the oldest of the Thriving Threesome (Formerly the Fearsome Foursome)?
9: What is the title of the episode where Lindsey almost broke Reth out of jail?
10: LAST ONE!!! True or False?  Lindsey loves Veggietales:

A Game, of Sorts

I have come up with a game we will do. Every week we will try to post a story. In the middle of the second week, we will post a quiz, and whoever answers the most right (without cheating ;) will be our guest of the month! That month, you will be featured in the next two episodes. Sound good? Great!
~Kataleen the Kreative

Saturday, March 17, 2012

In Which We Learn Flying Pigs Are Very Scary

It's a perfect party.  Peter's thumping his tail, keeping time to the DJ.  Becki is dancing (yes, actually dancing) with Marc, a sea captain Katelyn has assured me is perfect for her.  (Katelyn also blackmailed Becki into promising to be nice to him.  Hence the dancing.)  Lindsey failed to break Reth out of jail for the event, and is currently taking her anger out on Katelyn with the cricket bat.  (Did I mention Katelyn invited some guy named Roman to be Lindsey's 'date?'  Yeah, bad idea.  He's off by the punch bowl looking scared and watching the cricket bat veeeeeryyy closely.)  Katelyn is frantically searching for Mr. Snuggles, who hid from the two of them after the last time Katelyn used him as leverage.  Even Ryan, the nice guy who once showed up right when Lindsey was about to commit a felony, is here to celebrate.  (Probably Katelyn's attempt for me.  She tends to forget I have a boyfriend.)  I'm the guest of honor.  So why can't I enjoy myself?

Because, this is a goodbye party.  A Fearsome Foursome goodbye party.  So I'm moping under the big blue tent Katelyn arranged.  There's one for guests to stand under and one over the punch table at the other side of the dance floor.

The group is already splitting up, because of me.  It's not like I can help it.  I miss out on half our adventures and conversations anyway.  I'm not particularly great at leading.  Or saving the day (except that time with the wishing sock, but that was mostly luck).   I don't have the time to drop everything and fly to Australia like the other girls did.  So I'm leaving.

A very sad reason to have a party.

Apparently Katelyn found Mr. Snuggles, because she's heading straight toward me.  "Hi Emmalee.  I know you're sad and all, but this is your party.  Why don't you enjoy yourself?"

I shrug.  "I've always been the sensible one, you know.  Almost too sensible to belong in this group anyway.  So I guess I can't forget why this party is happening in the first place."

Katelyn shakes her head sadly.  "Man, grill, you're too down for a party.  Why don't you at least dance?"  I start to protest, but she holds up her hands.  "I know, I know, you have a boyfriend.  But you can dance on your own, yes?  Or at least give one dance to Ryan.  It's not like he expects you to marry him."

I sigh.  "Why don't you bother Lindsey?"

"First of all, I just hid the cricket bat.  I really don't want her to go dig out a pot and try to kill me with that.  At least I know how to fend off the bat.  Second of all, Lindsey is dancing with Mr. Snuggles.  Even she knows how to enjoy a party."

Katelyn points out at the dance floor, where Becki has taken pity on Roman and Lindsey is spinning  with-

Katelyn voices my thoughts.  "Marc?  Lindsey's dancing with Marc?"  She looks at me, then runs out from under the tent.

"Any pigs?"

She shakes her head and slowly returns.  "Not yet.  But maybe if you go dance with Ryan, I really will win that bet!"


"Oh, I didn't tell you?  Becki and I heard about this photo competition.  The craziest entry wins.  We made our own, with just us two."

"What's the prize?"

"The winner cannot be teased, chased, or blackmailed for a full month."

"Wow.  I can't believe you two agreed to those terms.  Who decides the winner?"

"Um, er, well... Lindsey.  So I'm hoping the judging is done with VeggieTales playing, because otherwise I'll never win."

I just nod.

"So, will you?"

"Will I what?"

"Dance with Ryan?  Just once, while Becki and Lindsey are still dancing?  So I can maybe get a photo of flying pigs?"

I huff.  "Whatever."

"Hey, be sure you're nice to him."


So I march right over to the DJ, where Ryan is just standing and watching everybody party.  Next thing I know, I'm dancing with some guy I hardly know - all for Katelyn's dumb bet.  She will seriously owe me.  Especially if Becki finds out I helped her win.  That's a scary thought, so I focus on watching the sky.

"See any yet?"

I shake my head at Ryan.  "Nope.  Lindsey and Becki are still-"  I stop.  I freeze.  My jaw drops open.  Ryan looks up at the sky.  I can't say a word.

Then I hear the shriek.

"NO!"  Becki is lunging toward Katelyn, scrambling to grab the camera out of her hands.  Lindsey is on her hands and knees, searching for Mr. Snuggles in the chaos.  Katelyn is snapping photos like a maniac.  And there, against the cloudless blue sky, countless creatures are flying.

This is not what I envisioned when I spoke of flying pigs.  I expected fat pink things with angel-looking wings.  These are definitely pink, and definitely fat, but NOT angelic.  Actually, I'm pretty sure they have horns, and their wings flapping sound like bees buzzing around.  Really big, really loud bees.  Their tails curl and uncurl faster and faster, and it seems...

...they're actually heading straight towards us!

"Lindsey!"  I cry out.  Only The Leader can get us out of this.

But Lindsey is sobbing in the middle of the dance floor, unable to find Mr. Snuggles or her cricket bat.  I'm starting to panic, and Becki and Katelyn are in the middle of a full-fledged cat fight.  They're oblivious to the scary creatures that are rapidly coming closer and growing louder.  I'm not sure whether to shriek or sob when, finally, Ryan takes control.

"Becki!  Katelyn!  Stop that!"  The brave soul actually steps right between them, and even more amazing, they listen.  "Lindsey is incoherent, and we need to get out of here now!  We've got a whole herd of flying pigs that will be here any minute!  Emily, do you know where we can get a puppy?"

I nod, then dash inside.  It only takes a minute to pull out my wishing sock from its hiding place in my room.  I flee outside and wish harder than I've ever wished before.  Finally, I open my eyes.  To my relief, a fluffy little golden retriever is licking Lindsey's tears.

I turn to Ryan.  "Perfect!  Now, ladies, grab Lindsey and the puppy and follow me.  We've got to get to Peter!"

"Did somebody call me?"  Peter has reached us with one dinosaur step, and we scramble onto his back.

"Thank you Peter!  Let's get me and Emily home, and by that time Lindsey should be well enough to tell you where to go next."  Within moments, we are whooshing past mountains and over meadows with the pigs hot on our tails.  After quite a bit of zigzagging, two teleports, and one time flying upside-down, we've lost them, dropped off Ryan, and are landing in the parking area in front of my house.

Katelyn, Becki, and Lindsey are looking at me with sad expressions.  Becki is the only one to speak.  "It's so sad here in the real world.  We can't stay very long in reality, you know.  You wouldn't want the worst to happen."

I nod solemnly.  Only I can survive this place where craziness is a mental disorder instead of a natural gift.  "We don't have time for goodbyes.  But Becki, promise me something?"

She nods.

"Take care of this for me.  Make sure it doesn't fall in the wrong hands.  If I ever return, I may need it someday."  I hand her my wishing sock, and Peter takes off.
"Goodbye!"  I call, waving frantically.  I hope they can hear me.

Just before Peter disappears over the temporary rainbow only we can see, I hear Katelyn cry out, "Yes!  I got the photo!"

Friday, March 9, 2012


Featuring Jessica West as a guest star

By Kataleen the Kreative

(PS: Before reading this, click here, and you will REALLY get the feeling of shipwrecked. Just listen while reading.)

     “We’re shipwrecked!” Katelyn shouted out to nobody in particular. She looked around at the tired and shivering group.
     Becki looked at the others, and then shrugged. “Well, at least we’re alive. But I’m not a big fan of the dinosaur right now.”
     Emily sighed. “Is everyone okay? Where’s Lindsey?” Katelyn and Becki’s eyes grew as large as the coconuts that surrounded them.
     “You mean you don’t remember?” Katelyn whispered. Her voice was barely audible above the sound of the waves and seagulls.
      Emily narrowed her eyes and thought back to just two hours ago.

2 hours earlier
“Lindsey, my feet hurt! Why can’t we ride on Peter’s back too?” Katelyn whined. Her feet were really killing her, and it didn’t seem fair that Lindsey was riding—Er, flying—on Peter’s back.
     “Hush, Kataleen. We wouldn’t want to overload Peter, now would we? Anyway, he won’t fly someone that freely admits that she hates him.” Lindsey tossed her head and threw a smug smile towards Becki, who was about to fall over.
     Becki glared at Lindsey. “We all flew on him when we were escaping the white coat people at the mental hospital.”
Lindsey waved her hand in a dismissive way. “That was then. This is now.”
    “What’s the difference between then and—” Before Becki could finish her sentence, a group of youngsters surrounded them.
     Katelyn’s eyes widened. “Hide me!” She hissed. Becki raised her eyebrows and stepped aside, giving the little demons a better view of Katelyn. In no time at all, Katelyn was surrounded in a sea of children.
     “Hey! You’re pretty!”
    “Do you have any candy?”
     “I like your skirt!”
     “Will you be my Mommy?”
The shouts and screams from the kids nearly pushed Katelyn over the edge. She screamed and started running. She wasn’t even thinking. She just wanted to get away from the mob of children.
     “Run, Kataleen! I’ll keep the children from killing you! Here, take Peter!” Lindsey shouted above the squeals and shouts. Katelyn, Becki, Emily, and yes, even Peter the Pterodactyl, all climbed onto a ship. Katelyn slid down the wall, and let out a sigh of relief.
     “What was that all about, Katelyn?” Becki looked at Katelyn, questioning.
     Katelyn winced and leaned forward. “Kids. They, uh, for some reason they like me. They never leave me alone!” She sighed and plopped back against the wall.
     They all sat there, silent. But then a familiar voice filled the air and Katelyn couldn’t believe her ears. “Aunt Jessie?” Jessica West walked out, looking confused and delighted.
     “Katelyn! How’s my favorite niece?” Before Katelyn could answer, water shot up into the sky. It was enough to rival Old Faithful. Everyone whirled around and looked at Peter, who had apparently tried to bite into a fish, but missed and bit a hole into the boat.
     “Peter!!!! Bad dinosaur! Bad, very bad!” Katelyn shouted at Peter, and then realized she was screaming at something that could swallow her whole. “Uh, what I meant was….EVERYONE GET OUT OF THE BOAT! C’MON! We’re gonna drown!” They all dog-paddled until they all got to shore.

“Wait, where’s your aunt?” Emily looked around, but they couldn’t find Jessica anywhere. Katelyn searched around, frantic. Becki stood up. “Me and Emily will look for her, you figure out a plan or something.” With that, Becki and Emily walked off, leaving Katelyn by herself with Peter. She looks at the dinosaur, not sure whether to run after Becki and Emily or to sit here and pretend to be Lindsey. She decided that being Lindsey would be more interesting.
     “You know, Peter, I ought to thank you. Who knows where that boat was heading?” Katelyn gave a laugh that felt entirely too fake. “I mean, we could have been on a pirate ship, or serial killers. At least we’re on land. By ourselves. Or maybe—” Katelyn paused and then jumped up. “There might be cannibals on this island! They might be watching us, at this very second. Waiting, just waiting to attack.” She looked around, and then laughed. “Why am I even talking to you? You don’t know what I’m saying and you can’t talk back!” She turned to go when she heard words muttered under someone’s breath. She turned back around and looked suspiciously at Peter. “Did you say something?”
     Peter lifted his head. His fangs shone in the sunlight, as he seemed to smile. “Yes, yes I did.”
     Katelyn caught her breath and nearly fainted. “I’ve been out in the sun too long.” She said, shaking her head. She glanced at Peter again, who just grinned at her. “I wonder if Lindsey knows you can talk.”
     “Of course she does. I’m her ‘pet’, am I not?”
Katelyn just stared at him. “Suuuurrre. Okay. Um, I’m going over there for awhile. Uh, nice—talking to you.”  Katelyn edged away from Peter, who was grinning at her like the cat who caught the cannery. She turned to run, but nearly plowed into…Jessica!
     “Jessie! I thought you were missing! Are you okay? Look, Peter can talk!” She turned to Peter, who now looked like any regular dinosaur. Whatever a regular dinosaur looked like.
     “Uh, Katelyn? I don’t really like…Peter. I’m fine, I thought I was missing too, but then I saw you over here talking to yourself.” Jessica looked nervously behind Katelyn, where Peter was sitting, staring them down.
     “Do you want to get off this island?” Katelyn asked.
     Jessica looked a little surprised at the question. “Well, of course I do! Don’t you?”
Katelyn didn’t answer. She picked up a stick and began to draw lines in the sand.
     “Katelyn? Um, are you feeling okay?”
Still no answer. Then she looked up and her eyes filled with hope. “It’s almost 5 o’clock.” Then she ran past Peter.
     Jessica watched Katelyn pace for a few minutes and then blurted out, “I think we should kill the dinosaur!” That stopped Katelyn. She slowly turned towards Jessica, and then just…stared.
     “If we’re gonna starve, then at least he could be our food. I hear dinosaurs taste like chicken.” Jessica shrugged. Katelyn still stared. “Won’t you say something!? Anything!”
     Katelyn nodded. “Maybe you’re right. But how?” She glanced over at Peter, who was watching her with utmost interest.
     Jessica seemed to think for a moment, then shrugged. “I don’t know. I’ll come up with a plan, and you stay here and guard the dinosaur.” She began to walk off, and Katelyn watched her, astonished.

1 hour later
Katelyn had talk to Jessica, and they both decided not to kill Peter. Katelyn didn’t really want to be killed by Lindsey. So, Peter was safe, and Katelyn had an idea.
     “Jessica, I’m gonna play Lindsey’s part for now. This is what I need; two coconuts, two long strands of grass, nail polish, flint, a boar, and some dry sticks. Get them pronto!”
     Jessica mumbled something under her breath, but went in search of the supplies. Just as Jessica left, Becki and Emily came back, nearly tripping over each other.
     “Katelyn! There’s a boat heading this way! We tried to get their attention, but they couldn’t hear us!” Emily could barely say the words, she was panting so hard.
     “We need to come up with a plan!” Becki said, her eyes brightening.
     Katelyn shook her head. “I’ve got that covered. I’m taking Spicy Carrot’s—Er, I mean, Lindsey’s place right now.” Becki grinned and Emily giggled.
“Okay, what’s the plan?” Becki asked.
     “First things first. We need two coconuts, two long blades of grass, nail polish,” Katelyn looked at Becki. “A boar, a goat, flint, and dry sticks. Got it?”
Becki raised her eyebrows. “Why do we need all of that?”
     Katelyn scowled at her. “Just get it, okay?” Becki shrugged and walked off. Katelyn shaded her eyes against the afternoon sun and looked at Emily.
      “Uh, Emily, you going to help or just sit there?”
Emily didn’t answer. She seemed mesmerized by whatever was behind Katelyn. Katelyn turned her head and saw a ship nearing the island. Katelyn sprang into action, picking up two coconuts and dry sticks. She dropped them near Emily, and then ran to the trees. She pulled two long, stretchy blades of grass and put them with the other stuff.
     “What’s taking Jessica and Becki so long? They should have found everything by now.” Just as she said that, Becki and Jessica re-appeared from behind the trees and walked towards them, empty-handed.
     “We couldn’t find anything! Where do you expect us to get a goat and boar on this island?” Jessica asked, frustrated.
Katelyn shook her head. “I’ll find them. First, Becki, give me your nail polish.”
     Becki’s eyes widened. “No.”
“Becki, please? We need to get off this island!”
     Becki rolled her eyes. “No joke. Why don’t we just fly on Peter? He’ll get us off the island.”
“He might eat us! He’s really hungry!” Katelyn was pretty much begging now. Her plan wouldn’t work unless she had nail polish. And Becki was the only one with it. “I promise I’ll buy you more.”
     Becki rolled her eyes. “I’ll do it if you buy me more nail polish, pay me $100, and take Spicy Carrot’s—Er, Lindsey’s cricket bat and give it to me.”
     “Deal.” Becki tossed the nail polish to Katelyn. Katelyn caught it and placed it with everything else. “Didn’t anybody get the goat and boar?”
Jessica shook her head. “We couldn’t find them.”
     “Becki, I thought you had an infinite supply of goats.”
Becki shrugged. “I ran out.”
    Emily sighed and began to pace. “Are we never going to get out of here?” She asked, exasperated.
     “We will. I just need a goat and a boar.” Katelyn began to pace. “Forget the goat.” She suddenly declared. “I just need two boars.” Everyone watched Katelyn walk into the woods. They waited a few moments, and then they heard rustling and squeals. They held their breath when everything fell silent. Katelyn re-appeared with a knocked-out boar. She grinned as everyone gaped at her.
     “How did you knock him out?” Emily asked.
“Oh, I just used Becki’s medication. You know; the ones I carry around just in case she gets a little crazy.” She took the boar to Peter, and fed it to him. She dusted her hands off and turned back to the gaping group. “One down, one to go!” She darted back into the woods and the squealing started again. She came back out with another boar, this one fighting.
     “Becki! Come here and grab his neck!” Becki’s eyes grew as wide as dinner plates.
“Are you crazy? I’m not holding his neck! You couldn’t pay me to hold his neck! They’re dangerous!” Becki started backing away from Katelyn and the hyper boar.
     “C’mon, Becki! You hang out with Lindsey, don’t you? She’s the one I’m scared of.”
“Lindsey doesn’t have tusks. The tusks are scary.”
     “Becki, please? If you don’t, I’ll tell everyone that you’re in love with the infamous murderer, Reth Fallcon!” 
Becki’s face got as red as the crab that danced along the sand. “I’m NOT in love with Reth!”
     “Other people don’t know that.”
“Fine. I’ll hold his stupid neck.” Becki grabbed onto the boar’s neck and Katelyn went behind the boar and pulled his tail. The screech filled the air, and everyone jumped in surprised.
      “Why did you do that!?” Becki screamed.
“I had to. The captain on the ship might hear it and come to investigate.” Katelyn fed that boar to Peter too, and then moved towards the coconuts. She looked up in realization. “Do any of you have flint?”
     Emily shoved her socks at Katelyn. “Here, use my socks.”
     “Thanks.” Katelyn picked the flint off the socks and placed it on the dry sticks. She proceeded to rub the dry sticks together until at last a small fire burned at the end of the sticks. She poured half of the nail polish into one of the coconuts and then put the fire into the coconut. She quickly placed the coconut on the stretchy grass. She looked towards the sea, aimed, and fired off her makeshift bomb. It flew through the air and landed on the deck of the ship. Within seconds of landing, it exploded and men ran out of their cabins, trying to put it out. Katelyn started screaming and yelling and dancing around. The others caught on and began to do the same. The men on the ship looked up and spotted them. The boat slowly, but surely, came closer and closer until it touched land. Katelyn cheered while Becki danced with Peter. Emily suddenly looked scared for a moment. She tapped Katelyn on the shoulder and then pointed to the captain.
     Becki’s eyes grew wide and she nearly tripped over a seashell. “R-R-Reth?!?! What are you d-d-doing here? Y-y-you’re supposed to be in prison!” Becki then turned to the group. “Run for your lives! Jump on Peter!” The group ran for Peter.
     “Go Peter!” Peter spread his wings and they were lifted into the air.
“Hang on, girls! I’ll get us outta here!” Peter said, as they soared through the sky. They soon landed right beside Lindsey, who was watching Veggie Tales with a group of little kids, who were all drooling.
     “Lindsey! We have so much to tell you!” Becki said, excited. Lindsey didn’t notice. She just sat there, drooling all over herself. Becki shrugged. “We’ll have to wait until the show is over.”

2 hours later
“Lindsey, Katelyn finished an adventure all by herself!”
     Lindsey bowed her head and wiped away a small tear. “I’m done crying. C’mere, Katelyn! I have to beat you with my cricket bat!”
“What?! What did I do to deserve that?” Katelyn began running, as she had done many other times due to Lindsey and her beloved cricket bat.
      Becki rolled her eyes and pulled out her cell phone. “Emily? I need you over here. Fast. They’re at it again.” She hung up and marched out of the front door, about to go break up another fight, like the good Mommy she was.

                                                                        The End….........
                                                                                                    For now    ;)

Tuesday, March 6, 2012


Our own Katelyn the Kreative (AKA, Kataleen) has managed to complete an adventure without the assistance of Linzee the Leader!  Katelyn's going to do a story about it, but I believe it involves explosives, Peter (of course), boars, and nail polish.  CAN'T WAIT TO READ IT!!  ^_^