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It would be a dark and interesting story for Ben to be emotionally abusing his family It would tie in well to why Coco suffers from her eating disorder.

I thought the last chapter was a big clue haha

Did you spot the Ruby reference too? Yep Ziggy's magical fairy dust tranformed Brody into this demon like killer clown.. You could say this story is based around a certain famous horror book and movie I'm just rewriting it tad

Oh and Ludub you could tally up the number of times you have spat your drink out now while reading my daft stuff I'm sure

Yeah I like it I just thought Brody would like that kind of fancy pants food too.. Seeing as he is a chef well his not in this story I did have him eating a rat

What a brilarant idea Morten is Dr Morton And Brody really did bite Mason gave him a kind of love bite just what brothers do Oh and yes Tori was kind of useless wasn't she? She might be prettier to look at more than Nate was but really she's not that good of a doctor Would you think head injury if your brother was running around saying he was a vampire? I love that Brody can now see himself in a mirror again and he was scared of the sunlight burning him In fact that was really funny and you say your not good at comedies haha

Eat a member of your family or esle we will do some sort of weird vampire operation on you? What kind of choice is that? I think I would eat a member of my family than have a operation they are scary Less scary though if they didn't put you to sleep though that way I know I'm still alive Really interesting development Lets hope Morten has steady hands whatever it is he is doing to Brody.

The layout didn't look that bad on my phone my computer though its rather bright Very minty green

No I'm sorry I should of said that was very wise of you to spot Naa its ok

Thank you but you will have too stop being so flattering because I might just get a big head that might just burst like a balloon I hope not I'm not writing this story for the next 27 years

Oh thats clever of you to spot

Is there a reason why everyone's sick? twenty five doctors have been called in I have never seen that hospital so crowded

Irene was the mother to her dragon so there you go. I don't watch GOTs that closely to get that clever with it

I think you might be disappointed

Yeah this story will be starved of fear so it won't be that scary. Deary me I'm even punning at my own stories now

You running away from this mixed bag of English wheather that we are having? Have a a tangastic time The tango's a spainsh dance right?

Mason's done alot of shouting about not wanting to be a cripple. So yes that was pee take on that Cruel maybe but I'm very sarcastic..And really those scenes did make me laugh Well what can I say I'm really happy that your sad its over because that means you really enjoyed my silly little story and that's very flattering

Hannah's biggest downfall was her on off relationship with Andy that got very boring for me. I liked her more with Chris. But I would never class Hannah as exciting. Tori's better but then I don't find them similar at all I really like Tori's awkwardness but in saying that I have gotten bored of her and Ash

Oh that was just me being prevy not of storks but of women in general You know when they bend over and sometimes their bottoms wiggle or is that just me? I notice this because as I'm sat down like always because I'm just a lazy bugger haha and everyone are like giants towering over me

Strange dance? Ah probably my phone trying to make out I'm a wally

Oh no the babies came out her backside before she left the stork nesting factory So the turned up in a clean bed bed sheet parcel Seems logical As for what you do now I don't know but that winky face seems suggestive

Thanks Red I don't think I would be allowed to have that many pills to supply the whole website with.. haha Have a good holiday I haven't gained super powers I saw in another thread that you were heading off

Chapter 18 Matt stares googly eyed up at the sliver mechanical giant looking hovering trash can above his head, and watches as the black bags of trash he had placed on the pavement moments before are quickly gobbled up by a noisy zapping tracker beam. Matt had said that something didn’t feel quite normal here. Chris it seemed choose to ignore Matt’s concerns, but how Chris could even consider turning a blind eye to the strange randomness, when faced with a huge blue telephone box shoved up the corner blocking off the downstairs toilet, Mat had no idea. Where was Olivia where had she been sleeping the last few nights? Olivia was either trapped and cut off from the rest of the house or she had moved in with Hunter. To add to the strangest the telephone box seemed to be the home to the hard nut legend that was Daryl Braxton or commonly known as Brax. Chris just went about the place merrily offering Brax cups of tea, which Brax grittily declined with a grunt and a shake of the six pack of beers that he happily sipped at very nosily. Matt walks back inside the house where he finds Chris and Evie watching a game show called Baby Birds. Mr Boijanges now a nearly fully sized teenaged grumpy panda bear sits in his high chair licking the honey from his paws as they clawed at a large honey jar. That was another thing Matt didn’t understand how that panda had shot up into the years of bad acne. “Oh cool it’s the return of my taffy raffy daffy paffy Matty. Hey look at that handsome devil on the screen, how about him his quite sexy quite the eye candy isn’t he? He blows your socks right off doesn’t he Matt?” Chris asks excitedly. “It’s you Chris” Matt answers tiredly. “Precisely it’s your very own gorgeous devil of a boyfriend, come on Matt please show some love” Chris says very dramatically. Sighing Matt falls into the armchair. “I’m tired Chris and plus you know I get shy in unexpected company” Matt says signalling Chris with a wink. “Who Evie oh please” Evie giggles at Chris’s attempt at a very over the top eye rolling motion. Over time and lets face it its been awhile if the date on the newspaper can be believed. The year is 2033 Evie has grown to totally adore Chris and Matt as a couple. Together they are like a pair of bouncing Tiggers. Its just a shame for Matt he seems to have hit the fast forward button on the remote and skipped over some very key moments of their lives. “Not Evie I’m shy in front of Brax over there. What’s he doing here?” Matt whispers “Oh Brax his alright he keeps to himself.” Matt glances backwards towards Brax’s icy hawk like glare. “Yep makes himself clay models of his ex girlfriend Ricky its quite weird I grant you but quite sweet at the same time. Distance makes the heart grow fonder and all that Oh and he says his here on a rescue mission.” “A rescue mission inside our house what are you talking about man?” Matt asks. Evie turns and smirks towards Chris. “Yes rescue mission and I believe him if the smell which comes from the bathroom after you have used it is anything to go by.” Ewww pongy you need a peg on your nose” Chris then shushes Matt before he can utter a single word. “Oh yes that stork Hannah she was a nice bird” Chris says nodding towards the TV. “Errrr what’s that sound?” Matt asks gazing up at the ceiling as it seems to shudder and shake from what sounded like a bird crashing landing onto their roof. “Ooooh no Evie I thought you said you tied Matty The Tremendous Thunderbird up to the gate post?” “I did Chris but you know…” “Woah woah hang on a minute who’s Matty The Tremendous Thunderbird? Chris you know that’s to be my stage name when I become a famous skateboard trickster slash stuntman” Matt says looking very put out. “Oh yeah sorry it also seemed a very fitting name for my Pterodactyl. So just think babes you really will be legendry when you become famous named after a dinosaur.” “Come on now Chris I had the idea for that badass name first” Matt moans. “Not according to history you didn’t sexy chops” Chris answers. Everybody halts as they hear Whatever had fallen onto the roof fall to the ground with a loud plopping sound as itt hits the wet grass just outside the front door. “Shall I get that while you two argue like a old married couple?” Evie asks having made her way near enough to the doorknob already. Evie clearly hears light grumbling from both Matt and Chris as she throws the door open. “Oh ewwwww gross it looks like a dead bird Matt quick ewwww” Evie squeals hopping from foot to foot. “Gosh Evie stop being such a wuss an boots will you?” Matt says stepping outside to take a look. “Times almost upon us eh?” Brax says showing Chris one of his long patterned black inked tattoos. “Nice tat my man” Chris says turning, even for a man who had been living inside the shelter of his telephone box while making clay moulds of his girlfriend Ricky for the last month or so, even this was a random thing for Brax to do show and talk so mysteriously about one of his tattoos. “Eh it is nice yeah timeline of when it’s just about the right time to go back drive Ricky abit bonkers and then disappear again” Brax says chuckling. “You can come along for the surf through time seeing as I’m a time travelling River boy, when you think you are finally rid of us we just keep popping up” Brax says smiling. “But get to know your kids first eh” Brax says opening up a can from his six pack of beers. “WAIT WHAT?” Chris shouts he quickly barges on past Matt and Evie. “Wow this is no bird guys this is Hannah the stork. She’s our baby delivery post woman I guess you could call her” Matt and Evie just gape wide mouthed at the stork as she gets to her orange wrinkly duck paddy feet. Hannah gives a sputtering cough of some fluttery white feathers, which come to a rest on the grass. She then bends over wiggles her birdie behind for quite sometime So long in fact that Chris and Matt look at each other in silence this is getting somewhat awkward.. Hannah then turns with a white pillow cased shaped quilted bag. Hannah then waggles her way over to Chris, places the pillow cased bag into his hands then squawks and takes flight. Chris then dashes back inside, Matt and Evie follow suit “Chris why did that bird just hand you some bed linen?” Matt asks gazing as Chris unwraps the whiteness of their parcel he then looks up beaming. “Babies Matt we have babies.” “Call someone they aren’t ours I mean….” “Yes they are they have little stamps of ownership on their little tiny feet.” Chris and Matt’s stork bred babies.. Oh dear their starting to cry” Chris says standing up and cradling them in his arms. “Of course their crying they need names” Evie says smiling. “Oooooh I know what about Johnny? Yes I feel a close bond to that name for some reason” Chris hands the baby who is still nameless over to Matt. “Ok I don’t fully understand what’s going on, but ok I will go with it I mean we do have a panda and a Pterodactyl tied up in the back garden so……” “Soo…… what are you going to call your baby Matt?” Evie questions him smiling. Matty The Tremendous Thunderbird Chris asks tensely. “Oh haha haha and haha Chris don’t be such a smart Alec. Alec yeah that’s cool Matt says gazing down to the baby in his arms. Evie then wanders away to help Brax stand up his abit drunk from finishing his six pack of beers off and he was mumbling something about them all going back home back to 2017. Chris and Matt have wandered over to the window. “See I told you we would get to have kids.” Matt says. Chris smiles and rests his head on Matt’s shoulder. “I love you, us and but most of all I love our little…”Chris is abruptly cut off by a very excited sounding Matt. The tinniest of snowflakes have started to fall outside the window. “Wow would you look at that Alec, Snow..” The End So now has come the time to hand over your broomsticks chuck them into the wood chippers. So thank you Red Ludub Kellicoipter JT Jarlie and Kristen I hope you all have had a magical time and enjoyed this witchy tale Cue end credits fade to black and evil witches laughter Thanks for all your comments Comments

I have got you again

A really short but hopefully funny chapter for you all hope you enjoy it. Thank you for the comments on the last chapter.. Chapter 17 The brisk gust of a high stormy gale whistles and moans itself around the small bedroom of Brody Morgan. The well earned fame deserving chef doesn’t seem to mind the coldness of the night. For he has a warm like glowing feeling of contented excitement bubbling away inside his stomach. Brody chuckles and slightly pulls his golden bed sheets up to his chin. The warm and fuzzy feeling of finally having made what he himself had always believed was possible had reached its heart wrenching climax of victorious brilliance. Even if his fame had come as a bizarre accident and a strange turn of events, Brody couldn’t help but smile. He chuckles again as the breeze from his open window send ruffles throughout his furry beard, Brody reaches down as he tries to seek out his salt and peppered themed kitchen chef shaker hot water bottle with his prudery big toe. Ooooh yeah there it was all nice and snugly he grabs the hot water bottle up and drags and holds it close too his chest, and within moments Brody is snoring lightly and dreaming of what his new found fame might bring him in his bright future. Brody had always thought that his dream of becoming a household chef was just a pipe dream but that night when he had burned nearly that entire coven of witches things had started to happen that was just out of his control. Funnily enough Brody knew that because of his family’s eventful past of having to hide away from the world and all its scary dangers that came, with falling through a crumbling old mineshaft and finding a drugs den headed up by the mafia of the worlds most high end criminals that yes maybe having cookbooks with your big brushy smiling face on them selling at a rate of Justin Bieber’s best smelling detergent isn’t the greatest way to stay hidden. For the record Brody owns quite a few bottles of that detergent and hey why not? Brody’s not sorry his taken the slogan on the bottle to heart and that is to love yourself, and luckily for Brody Ash his blonde dream boat of a boyfriend his a fan too, and he very much so loves Brody. It is mostly down to Ash being as it turns out he is a very famous underwear model, and its because of Ash’s connections within the showbiz industry that Brody has made it so big. His nickname being that of the demon slaying chef of great cuisine that will just have you melting with burning passion to dine upon his witchtanstic tasting spellbinding food of wickness. The house is silence as we pan ourselves around the open spaces of the Morgan’s home. Not a single sound stirs, well that’s a lie right there. There’s a very sharp and quick snap of a mouse trap that Brody has loaded with creamy cheese for Mr Mousey to come and eat. but other than that the sound of the house is silent. Well it would be was it not for the newly pulled up car in the driveway overpowering the house with its bright headlights. Silence is golden or it would be if not for the sudden crash of a dropped wheelchair hitting the gravel, shortly followed by breathy shouts of fumbled cursing. Brody awakes excitedly at this sound Mason was home and Brody has missed his brother. Mason’s been away with Justin to the city. Mason has had medical treatment and now is wheelchair bound, because of his startling discovery of finding and duelling the Loch Ness Monster who had been hiding within the waves of the sea down at the beach while Mason was busy upholding his duty of being a lifeguard. Brody bounces out of bed wearing a very flowery dressing grown and a floppy blue night cap upon his head. Brody rushes out of the door beaming with happiness that is instantly replaced by fear, as he catches sight of Mason and Justin’s expressions of frozen horror at the hovering shadowed figure of their sister floating above them Tori had been hiding inside the doors archway planning too surprise them both as they came inside. Tori turns and her eyes glow green with the shine of wicked glee as she faces Brody. “Brody there you are. Come out to play have we?” Tori crackles It seems that Morag had done a bang job of inviting the young doctor into the folds of being badass and delightfully evil with a hint of a new found sexiness. Watch out world Tori Morgan will treat you mean and keep you keen. “Look Mason I can heal your disability. I can make it disappear.” Tori gives her wand a quick flick, and indeed Mason is now standing up straight, and his walking around with a big goofy smile on his face. Justin laughs with delight and claps his hands with joy at seeing his brother walking once more. “Of course I can make your disability reappear again Mason” Tori crackles and flicks her wand once more. “OOOOOOOH NO I’M A CRIPPLE Mason moans starting to cry. Flick of the wand. “Oh no I’m not this is cool Tori thanks sis” Mason says happily skipping around. Flick of the wand. “NOOOOOO I’M CRIPPLED I CAN’T LIVE MY LIFE AS A CRIPPLE.” Mason cries again. Flick of the wand. “Oh cool I’m fixed I’m walking I’m turning my head like I don’t need that stupid neck brace as well can you believe this Justin I’m a….” Flick of the wand. “CRIPPLE I’M USELESS I’M….. FIXED WOOOOO HOOOO…… I’M CRIPPLED AGAIN TORI STOP THIS. Mason moans starting to cry again. Tori crackles and Justin laughs he doesn’t mean too but he won’t deny that Mason’s constant whinging is very amusing. Brody slowly shuts his bedroom door. Maybe just maybe he will go back to sleep and when he awakes maybe his sister will no longer be a witch even though it seems to have given her a new found sense of self confidence. Brody was finding that he didn’t really fancy burning this one even if the good will in him was compelling him to go running to his kitchen to cook up a new batch of gingerbread men biscuits to lure Tori to her doom. So much for the Morgan family to go floating under the radar and not to draw attention to themselves. Brody famous for being a Van Helsing and witch warrior Mason having been attacked by the Loch Ness Monster and now Tori had become a witch Not the best way to lead a quiet life at all. Brody closes his eyes and falls asleep.