'The Mission' (A Joss and Jim story)

[KillerBebe Obeys Zita]

It was dark; and they were standing on the roof of their house facing each other, Jim slowly put his hands around Joss’s waist and pulled on her belt. She looked at Jim with worry on her face and said, “Jim, I’m not sure us about doing this anymore.”

“Come on Joss, be a sport. I promise that this will be fun for you too”

“I know, but I’m worried, what if we get caught?”

“Are you scared?”

“No, I ain’t scared; it’s not that, what if Uncle Jim finds out? He’ll tell my pa, and my pa; he’ll whip me right good.”

“My parents are down the block having dinner at Aunt Joan’s house.”

What if Kim finds out, she’ll be shooting mad at what we’re a-doing?”

“She wont, now come here”

Jim tugged on Joss’s belt pulling her in closer to him, so close that he caught a whiff of her scented hair and that made him take a deep breath, making him think that she smelled of cinnamon. “Ewwwwwwwwww, what am I thinking,” were Jim’s thoughts as he then pushed Joss off the roof, and smiled as he watched her fall.

Joss could swear she heard giggling from above while she felt the rush of air past her face and the sound of the wind whistling in her ears as she fell. She listened to her own thoughts of why did she ever go up and the roof with Jim, and how did he talk her into doing this. Even though she knew what to expect next and “OOF-FA” still escaped her lips as the rope that was tied around her waist and attached to her belt went taught, stopping her fall. She now found herself swaying gently back and forth outside of Kim’s bedroom window.

Joss raised her right hand to her ear and pressed the talk button on the headset she was wearing and said, “con-fondit Jim, next time give a lady some warning before ya push her off a roof.” she then added, “if I didn’t think I’d get caught by Kim, I’d climb back up this rope and tan your hide”

“Promises, promises.” Jim said but quickly added to get Joss’s mind off of what he did and back on the target, “Tell me, do you see Kim?”

“She’s still there. Tim didn’t get her out of the room yet?”

“Don’t worry, he’ll be there in a few minuets. Tell me what is she doing?”

“She’s at her dressing table, brushing her hair and looks like she’s getting ready for bed. Jim, this can’t be right, it’s nine thirty on a Friday night, why ain’t she out on a date with her Beau?”

“He dropped her off already, Ron’s not much up to date on dating, to him a movie and a Burrito at Bueno Nacho is a big date.”

“Poor Kim. Poor us. How’s Tim gonna get her out of the room if that tenderfoot Ron don’t know how to properly court a lady?”

“Don’t be going soft on me Joss, remember that Kim’s the enemy. Get ready, it’s almost zero hour”

Joss looked at her watch as she heard Jim start to countdown from twenty seconds, she again looked through the bedroom window not knowing what to expect for Tim to do. She wanted to know but was told that Tim works on his feet and sometimes not even sure himself what he’ll do till the last minuet. As the countdown got closer to zero I saw something by the door, it was just wisps of smoke at first, then it grew thicker. I called Jim to abort the mission and was about to rap on the window to warn Kim that the house was on fire when I heard Tim yell.

“Fire!!”

Tim called out fire again and banged on Kim’s door, Kim took notice of the smoke now and ran for the door. As she opened it; she said she’d call mom and dad at cousin larry's and for Tim to grab the fire extinguisher but stopped as she saw that Tim was smoking a big cigar and was blowing the smoke under the door. Tim stood up and smiled impishly, and said while still clutching the cigar between his teeth, “fire extinguisher, I don’t need no stinking fire extinguisher, I got you fire extinguisher right here,” and promptly splashed Kim in the face with a cup of water he was carrying and then took off running down the hallway towards the steps. He was laughing like a maniac with Kim no more than two steps behind him, cursing him that she was about to have only one brother after she catches up with him. The last thing Joss could hear from the fading ruckus was Tim yelling, “how can you be chasing me, I’d thought you’d be melting by now from the water you witch.”

“The room is clear,” she said into the mike of her headset.

“We won’t have much time, get in and recover the item”

Joss reach out for the bedroom window and slid it open, then she called for some slack on the rope, then pulled herself into Kim’s room. She walked across the bedroom floor as Jim kept feeding her more and more rope so she’d have room to maneuver, she could hear him through the speaker of the headset telling her to head towards the right side of Kim’s bed. There it was, it was now in reach and she called Jim to tell him she saw it on the night stand under a crudely sewn together cuddle-buddy.

“No!” Jim screamed so loudly through the headset that made Joss jump a foot off the ground.

“Tar-nations Jim, you calling the hogs to slop or something? You didn’t have ta scream so loud, I almost got it.”

“No Joss, that’s a decoy that Kim puts out for us, its booby-trapped, so don’t touch it.”

“I don’t have time to look for it, I gotta leave; Kim’s gonna be back soon”

“No, don’t worry, I know were she hides it.”

She listened to Jim telling her to look behind the night stand and run her hand along the wall, there she’ll find a hidden panel and to push in on it. Joss did as she was told and, “golly” the panel slid open and there inside was a red colored book with purddy flowers drawn on it. She told Jim that she saw it and he told her to grab it and he’d start to pull her back up. Joss reached in and was about to grab it as she thought to herself, “this is so easy,” as her hand touched it another thought crossed her mind and a this time it was, “yeah, this was so easy, too easy.” She took her hand from out of the crevice and closed the panel as Jim asked her if she got it.

“No Jim, I don’t have it”

“What? Why not, was it not there?”

“No Jim, a book was there but that was not it”

“What do you mean?”

“Trust me, I’m a girl and that’s not it”

“You, you’re a girl?? Since when?”

She knew that Jim was joking, but for some reason what he said bothered Joss something fierce. She wanted to tell him that she’s a girl again and to make sure he knew it, but she remembered why she was here and she knew that time was short. Joss stood up straight and scanned the room, giving it the once-over and kept saying to herself, “show me where you are.”

Joss new it as soon as she saw it, it would be the same place she’d keep hers it if ever did something so darn girly as keeping her own diary. Grabbing the rope that snaked out from behind her that led out the window, she called up to Jim to give her more slack so she could move deeper into the room. Keeping one hand on the rope; she walked on tip-toes to and knelt before Kim’s hope chest, she tripper the latches and lifted the top of the chest till the chains stopped it from falling all the way over, the top was lined with red felt and had pictures of boy bands, cut outs of hearts and teen idols.

She could see that inside the trunk were assorted lengths of colored ribbons, pins, photos of young boys (that she liked when she was younger,) some assorted picture of her and other boys, boys not Ron, like some of Josh Mankey and her at some shindig, a boy with braces that wore a big grin on his face standing with Kim outside of a dentist office. Joss began to dig deeper down into the trunk peering past and through Kim’s hopes and dreams, their were dried flowers that were wrapped in tissue paper, one of which only had a tag that had Bobby Jo H. written on it and the other was a red rose with a ribbon that said to my Blue Fox from your yellow trout, then there was the corsage from that Carpetbagger Eric, the one that the Syntodrone gave her for the junior prom.

She was now down to the bottom of Kim’s hope chest and still no diary, Jim began calling for me to hurry up and get out; that she was taking to long. Joss started to think to herself, “how could I be so wrong, I was sure it would be here,” then it hit her, the top of the chest look kinda thin. The cover to the chest was four inches thick, but from the inside it was only and inch deep, Joss ran my hand along the inner edge till she felt it, a tiny latch. she gave it a little wiggle and then heard the sound of a spring and a click, then felt board flipped downward on hinges. There they were, composition books, and a whole mess of them and she then thought, ”Kim’s been a busy writer I reckon.”

Joss grabbed several of the book and closed the panel and lowered the lid to the chest and made sure that it looked as she found it. Jim kept calling her to get a move on cause from his vantage point on the roof he could see that Kim has entered the house and was sure to head back up to her room. Joss listened for and now heard Kim’s footsteps coming up the stairs to the trapdoor of her room, Joss made a dash to the window telling Jim to pull in the slack of the rope, she just got out of her room and closed the window in time as Kim entered her bedroom and even though the window was closed Joss could hear what Kim was muttering, “he likes to play with fire, I’ll set the little scarecrow on fire.” Well and rest of what she said Joss thought, “with I being a lady could not repeat those words in good company .”

She was now back on the roof with Jim, Joss was clutching the books to her bosom and felt the thrill of excitement run through her as Jim got in real close to her and rested his chin on my shoulder as he put his hands around her to undo the rope that was tied around her belt. Joss coulda swore that his hands were trembling as he held her, she wasn’t sure if she was shaking from the excitement of what she just did and from the touch of Jim. We left the ropes and rigging on the roof for when we had to sneak back the books after we were done reading them and rushed off to our hiding spot to meet up with Tim.


End chapter one

[eoraptor]

you realize you keep switching back and forth from first person to third person? from "she" to "I" and from "their" to "ours"

[Luke Danger]

Yeoch, when Kim finds out, there's going to be a bunch of carcass' on the doorstep. Nice writing, can't wait to see 'em open it.

[KillerBebe Obeys Zita]

May 26, 2009 14:45:50 GMT -5 eoraptor said:

you realize you keep switching back and forth from first person to third person? from "she" to "I" and from "their" to "ours"

I tend to do that, I am trying to break myself of doing this, but as I always say (more than I should) "I am not a writer, but I'd like to try and be one". Anything you can say or suggest to help me would be most appreciated.

May 26, 2009 18:52:46 GMT -5 Luke Danger said:

Yeoch, when Kim finds out, there's going to be a bunch of carcass' on the doorstep. Nice writing, can't wait to see 'em open it.

I have been working on this, but I'm trying to find a balance between comedy and the naughty bits. If you or any one has a line they'd like to see written in Kim's diary just send me a PM or put it here if it is clean.

I already have some girl talk between Kim and Shego while she was staying with the Possible's in the episode "Stop Team Go"

one part so far.

(Joss continued reading, "as I let Shego paint my toes nails in the most hideous green I ever saw she started telling me about how to drive a man crazy, she is so naughty; she told me. . . Joss stopped reading and let slip out in a whisper from between her lips, "Oh my" as she felt the heat rush to her face and her cheeks turned a deep crimson.)

to much?

[KillerBebe Obeys Zita]

A rough draft:

Chapter Two

Joss still clutched Kim’s dairies tightly to her chest while she sat next to Jim in the darkness of their hideout. They listened closely for any sign of Tim’s approach or worse yet, Kim’s. She took notice that her chest was still heaving from the excitement of only mere moments ago and did best to calm herself down and control her breathing. For some reason found it difficult to do so while sitting so close to Jim, so close in fact that she could feel the tenseness in the muscles of the arm where she was pressed tightly up against. The silence of the small room was thunderous, so much so that James flinched with fright when Joss finally spoke in a breathy whisper,

“He should’a been here by now; do ya think Kim caught him? Cause if she has, she’ll have him strung up by his ankles from the old oak tree in your backyard by now and is using him as swing.”

The image of this shot through Jim’s imagination, he saw Kim swinging back and forth on Tim all the while gleefully screaming Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. As he tried to force this image from his mind; a second one emerged of Joss and him hanging next to his brother but he though himself that at least Joss would be there to keep him company. He stopped himself and wondered why such a thought would even cross his mind, he turned his head to take a look at Joss who must have just turned her own head to look at him.

Jim now found himself looking into Joss’s glowing eyes that he found where starring back into his own. In that moment he could also see that her face was lit by the pale moonlight came in through the basement window casting its dim silvery light throughout the tiny room. Without knowing why; he found himself summoning up the nerve to say something, anything. He noticed that she began lowering the books from her chest; and place them on the floor next to her, he finally mustered up the courage and began to whisper,

“Your eyes, they’re. . .”

Jim fell silent and the moment was broken as a shadow crossed Joss’s face; casting it into darkness. They both looked toward the window and watched as it swung open inward and Tim slid in dropping to the floor then sat down across from them. He was sweating profusely and panting heavily trying to catch his breath, they gave him a few minuets rest and calm down before James said,

“Oh man, what took you? We thought for sure that Kim caught you this time.”

“I’ll tell you she almost did this time, she’s learned most of my escape routes and sis moves pretty fast for someone so old; at one point had a piece of my shirt.”

“How far she chase you?”

“Far. Across five blocks and through nine backyards all the way over to Kigo Street. I was only able to get away by throwing the marbles, the last I saw of her over my shoulder was Kim landing hard on her ass H.T.H.”

Joss asked, “H.T.H.?”

“Yeah Joss; it means Kim was flat on her back with her legs high in the air heals toward heaven, H.T.H.”

Tim leaned back and rested against the basement wall, he gave a sigh as he felt the coolness of the concrete wall through his wet tee shirt then asked if the plan worked and if Joss got the book? Joss smiled and lowered her arm and picked the first book off the pile laying next to her and said,

“We best git started a reading; so we can git these back before she notices they’re a gone.”

Tim motioned for Jim to cover the basement window as he got up and pulled on the drawstring for the overhead light, with a click the light that was mounted to the rafters came on and flooded the nearly forgotten storage room that was there clubhouse with a bright light.

They all moved to the center of the room directly under the lightbulb, Joss knelt down and rested her butt onto her heels, Jim again sat next to her as Tim plopped himself down facing her and sat with legs crossed. Joss held the composition book in front of her, she ran a finger along the edge of the book then across the cover to where the title line was and wondered to herself what secrets lay hidden inside. She told them this must be her latest book because the date on the cover was still open and not closed out, she read aloud the book’s opening date and said that it was from four months ago.

Joss slowly opened the book, she saw that the two brothers leaned in toward it as if drawn in by some unseen force, she began at the back of the book and saw that she was right as she flipped past all the blank pages till she reached the last entry and told them that it was dated only two days ago. Joss took a breath and began to read aloud,

“Dear Diary,
Ron put up a good front as he always does; but I can see he’s really worried about not receiving a signal acceptance letter as of yet and now the summer is more than three quarters over. I keep telling not too worry, that all the letters must be delayed because of the Lawardin invasion”

Tim interrupted Joss as he took his eyes from off the book and said, “As if he’ll ever get a letter, he could wait till the next doomsday and still there would be no letter.” He then lowered his eyes back to the book as Joss resumed reading,

“Had lunch with Ron and his parents today, I noticed that Mr. Stoppable couldn’t or wouldn’t eat any of the cantaloupe but instead he had some peaches that I picked up after a mission in Georgia.”

“Snoozeville” said Tim as Joss had to agree and flipped a few pages back to one that was dated six days ago and started to read,

“It’s ten O’clock at night and I’m just home after my big date with Ron, tonight he surprised me by breaking our normal date night by trying to impress me, he ordered salads for the two of us. I was so proud of him that he was trying to eating healthy and all, but since he wasn’t used to it; it didn’t agree with his stomach. On our ride home he kept blaming poor Rufus, as if Ron could fool me; but I let him think that he got away with it to spare his feelings.”

Joss stopped read as James said, “Ron raises passing gas to an art form, no villain ever had a weapon as potent as what he’s got.” Tim had a disappointed look on his face as he asked, “Where are the juicy parts?” Not wanting to disappoint, Joss scanned back several pages and perked up and said here’s something,

“Ron’s getting better at kissing now, he is coming around somewhat and doesn’t drool as much as he used to. The only problem was he told me that his father caught him practicing his kissing on a cantaloupe. I guess I’ll have to teach him a thing or two.“

Joss kept read farther and farther back but found that it was all much the same thing but had a far more hopeful outlook on her relationship as with musings such as,

“Went to the movies today, Ron held my hand and gave it a squeeze.”

“Went for a stroll through the rebuilt park.”

“Ron picked some of Drakken’s wild flowers for me from the wreckage left behind by the Lorwardians.”

“Ron volunteered with me to help repair the park by the lake, it’s a mess but I’m happy he’s doing this with me.”

Joss made a point of saying that the next few pages are about her time spent on the alien ship with Drakken and some of what happened up there and now that the dates of what was now written was from before the invasion.

“Ron and I went for a drive with the rents to Denver, it was so nice; I even got a souvenir key chain in the shape of a heart with the letter “K” on it from Ron.”

“Made a picnic lunch for us to enjoy at the park (well Tara made it for me to share with Ron, but that’s our little secret,) and wouldn’t you know it; we just spread the blanket and began to eat when it started to rain. All was not lost we ran to the gazebo and laughed, cuddled and snacked on chicken till it stopped raining. Best date with Ron as of yet.”

Joss made a point of saying that “best date” was doubled underlined. She turned a few pages and continued read back through time.

“Got my memory back, do I ever feel sorry for what I must have put Ron through. He has always been so insecure about us as a couple, always afraid I’ll dump him. I’ve had to reassure him that I’m so over Josh, even though I know Josh was a much better kisser, I could never let Ron know this, it would crush him, but I hold out hope that Ron kissing skills will improve and he’ll learn to stop eating onion Naco’s (YUCK.)

Tim said aloud, come on what’s wrong with girls an onions, don’t Kim realize that onion Naco’s, they’re just simply the best. Joss looked at Jim and darted her eyes toward Tim and he guessed it was to clue him in on something Tim said was wrong. Joss sighed and lowered her head in both defeat and to begin reading once again,

“It is so weird to have Shego sleeping right next door in the guest bedroom, even though she’s been acting good now; I still glance at our common wall now and then; cause I half expect her to burst through the wall any moment and try to rip my heart out of my chest (pleasant dreams Kimmie.) It is kind of sad that Ron was a little envious and could not understand it, but I had so much fun with her today. We did nothing but shop, laugh and have fun, even though she made fun of Ron a little bit; I didn’t mind it too much and one of her nicer nick names for him is the “pants less boy wonder.”

After five minuets of laughing, the three of them tried to catch their breath and steady themselves but the giggles kept overtaking them and when Joss finished wiping the tears from her eyes she searched for the place she was at when she dropped the book, she scanning through it till she was at the part where Kim and Shego were on the bed.

“We ate ice cream in the guestroom and I let her paint my toenails a hideous emerald green (it is so not my color) as she told me some secrets about boys and on how to drive them crazy (she’s so naughty.)

The tweebs both screamed at the same time “what, What, WHAT! What did Kim say about Shego”? They then made a lunge for the book nearly knocking it from Joss’s hand, and as they pawed for it Joss felt a hand brush against the side of her breast making her yelp out,

“Calm down ya hornswagglers I lost my place, and watch where y’all hands next time or y’all find my boot someplace ya won’t be a liking.

The boys became quite and apologized to her and said it won’t happen again, but asked if she’ll read about Shego. Joss composed herself and ran a finger through her hair and pushed a few loose strands over and hooking it behind her ear as she then tried to find the spot she was at. The boys went deathly silent and all that could be heard from them was breathing waiting for her to resume as she ran her index finger across the sentences written till she found it. As joss drew a breath to begin to read; the silence of that tiny room was broken by a thunderous voice that shook the rafters above them,

“TIMOTHY POSSIBLE!! Get yourself into this kitchen right NOW, and if you know what’s good for you; you’ll get here before I count to ten. ONE!. . . TWO!!. . . THREE!!!. . .”

Three sets of eyes were simultaneously drawn to the ceiling, Joss gulped loudly and said, “that’s Aunt Ann.” James said, “holy crap, I’ve never heard mom so angry.” the two of them looked over to Tim whose face was pale white and getting whiter as he said, “I’m dead..” It has be said that this was quickly followed by Joss saying, “I just know I won’t be able to sit for a week after my pa finds out about this,” but she still denies ever saying this in the many retelling’s of this story.

Tim stood up and this act was followed by the other two to stand in solidarity, they watched as he walked toward the basement window. Joss reached for the light’s drawstring to shut the light off as Tim pulled the blanket that was the makeshift curtain that was covering the window and tossed it to Jim. The hinges creaked as he pulled opened the window, Joss began to follow him and softly said that it was fun while it lasted. Tim stopped and spoke to them without turning his head and said,

“Don’t worry, you both knew nothing: it’s all on me. You two had nothing to do with it, remember the two of you were carving your names in the Sea of Tranquility by firing a laser at the moon.”

“We’ll come with you, it’s only right.”

“No Joss, I go down alone on this one.”

They watched as he crawled through the window and his foot was the last thing to pass through the window, and then he was gone. Jim put the blanket back over the window to keep the light from escaping as Joss tugged on the drawstring once more leading to the lightbulb. With the room once again lit they sat back down facing each other, neither spoke for several minuets, both were trying to listen for anything from above. Jim could sence that Joss was having regrets: so he put on a good face and nonchalantly said,

“Aw horse-feathers Joss, there’s nothing to worry about; we get into this guff all the time.”

“But”

“But nothing, we pull these pranks all the time.”

“But, what about Tim?”

“Hey, it’s Tim today. Tomorrow it’ll be me, and this weekend the three of us. It comes with the territory.”

“Ya think so? He’ll be fine and I won’t get a tanning.”

“Yes, and since you’re so afraid of a whipping we might just tell Uncle Slim so we can watch his get the big belt with Thursday written on it.”

‘You wouldn’t dare.”

“Not if you don’t strat reading again.”

“But Tim.

“Like I said before but nothing. I’ll fill him in later’ but for now I want to hear about Shego.”

Joss found that she did calm down a might, even though she thought the best thing to do was end this night, get the books back into there hiding place and forget this night ever happened but she found that she didn’t want to disappoint Jim nor end the night with him. She open the book and quickly flipped through it till she reached the page she left off, were Kim had written in parentheses Shego is so naughty and read,

“(Shego is so naughty,) she said that all you have to do was make them think that there’s no one else but them, that they’re the center of your universe, stroking their tiny and most fragile ego’s by pretending that what ever they say is important, funny and intelligent. I listened to what she said and thought was it that simple and was going to ask her a question, but she then leaned in close to me and than added that she also likes to. . .”

Joss went silent and she felt the heat rush to her face as her checks went a bright crimson, and said aloud, “Oh my.” Jim not understanding why Joss stopped read took a look at the page and saw what was written that made her blush so and found the his own cheek were heating up. Trying to hide this fact he then said,

“Ewwwwwwwwwwwww, gross; how can some one do some thing like that? I’ll make sure that I’ll never kiss her on the mouth that’s for sure.”

Without thinking, Joss blurted out, “as if you could even have a shot at kissing Shego.”

“Could too.”

‘Yeah, maybe if you found her unconscious.”

‘Ah ha; ah ha, you are so funny, just start reading again.”

Jim now moved in closer to Joss to get a better view of the book and too read along with her. He kept inching closer to her but didn’t notice that he was now pressed tightly up against her, but Joss noticed this and didn’t mind it at all; in fact she liked it. Their heads were touching; now that they both leaned in closer to the book to read in detail everything else that Kim wrote about what Shego told her. Jim was shocked when they finished that page; so much so that he asked Joss if she ever heard of such things. Though she read about it in a book; she lied and shook her head no, cause she was afraid that Jim thought this sick and would think it odd that she knew about these things. Joss went back to the book and read,

“After all that; it was my turn to do Shego’s nails and I painted her toenails in Coral while we were talking, we were just chatting and I don’t know why; and I couldn’t take it back after I said it, but I asked her if she and Drakken ever, umm. . . you know; did it. Diary, all I can say is that from her reaction and all the no, no oh no, never, ain’t going to happen and uh huh’s and no ways, I knew that something had to be there because after all her denials were over; she said that she once walked in by accident while he was changing, well she made an off hand comment to me about the next time I go to the deli; that I have to take a gander at the pepperoni’s hanging there if I really wanted to know what she saw.”

Joss said out loud to no one, “sounds like that varment Drakken has got himself a rattlesnake in his trousers, but James still heard it all the same but didn’t have time to ask what she meant by that cause she went back to reading,

“Then I guess it was my turn because as she was taking a scoop of ice cream out of the carton she said to me, “well I told you about Doctor Drakken; now you spill it about Ron; cause the few time we fought, it kind of felt like he had something going on in his pants.” I answered her by saying, oh that’s just Rufus. He fools a lot of people that way and he does nothing to quell the rumors that spread across his web page. Then diary; before I knew it and it was to late to take back; I blurted out that for Ron; there was less of a pepperoni and more of a vienna sausage in his pants. I saw it in Shego’s face while she stared at me , and It looked as if she were about to choke on the spoon of chocolate chip mint ice cream was frozen stuck in her mouth till I saw her flop backwards and began to spit ice cream everywhere while trying to catch her breath between choking and laughing at the same time. I have say I feel sorry now for doing it but before I knew it I was laughing out loud too kicking and thrashing about till I had to grab my side because it hurt so much.”

Jim spoke up and said, “poor Ron”

“Poor Ron? Don’t ya mean poor Kim.”

‘But Joss, look at how they’re making fun of Ron, yeah I mean it’s easy to do; but not like this, it just doesn’t seem fair.”

“Ya can keep it under your hat and use it like a get out of jail free card.”

“I’m thing now that this is not as much fun as it sounded when we thought about doing this.”

“I can go to one of the books that have the dates on them from when Kim was dating Josh?”

“No Joss, Kim really liked Josh; it don’t feel right doing this anymore, these are my sister’s memories, hopes and dreams and now that I think about it, who are we to take them from her. It’s time to put them back.”

“And Tim?”

“Tim nothing, I’ll say after he left we started to read the books and we came across a line that told us that the books were just fakes left out by their much smarter, prettier and stronger sister; and that we’ll never find her real diary.”

They stood up facing each other and Joss looked at him for a moment and then leaned in toward him and kissed him on the lips, a shocked James asked her what was that for. She then told him to look at his watch and remember the time, James did take a glance at his watch and then ask again what the kiss was for. Joss told him that it was for his passing from being a child into becoming a man.

*FIN*