Co-writing this with Skylark Evanson, and she'll be writing the next chapter. This one's mine. It's kinda jumpy, but what can you do with a first chapter of anything?

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing here except for some of the plot and Sky owns the rest. And for the record, I own her, too, for she is my daughter. ;)

"Okay, we have a new segment this week," Carly said into the camera.

Sam pressed a button on her blue remote, and WOLF WATCHING popped up on the screen in big bubble letters. "We found out that there's a wolf problem in this town in Minnesota called Mercy Falls."

"And we're gonna be going there to see what information we can get!" Carly held up a notebook. "We'll be recording everything in this notebook-"

"Or Freddie will," Sam added quickly.

"And we'll update you every week from Minnesota. By brother Spencer's driving us there tomorrow and-"

"It's gonna be freezing!" Sam said.

"Well, if Sam won't stop interrupting me, this is gonna be the longest web-cast ever," the brunette said sharply.

"Sorry." Sam stepped back and hung her head in mock shame.

"Freddie, just roll the news clip, please."

"Rolling." Freddie punched a few keys on his laptop and the TV screen came out of the wall.

The screen showed a forest in Minnesota, pine trees with branches covered in snow and a reporter dressed in a bulky coat, hat, scarf, and mittens. It must be really cold out there.

"There has been another wolf attack," the reporter said. "It's been the second one in less than a year. Local police say that the wolves are really harmless, and are only a threat during the winter, which facts prove, but killing these people is just wrong and inhumane. We have Officer Koenig, the only officer in the area that has had real contact and experience with the wolves."

"Thanks, Tracy." Officer Koenig with big-built, but with muscle. He had a clean shave and very short, miniscule brown hair. "The two kids that were attacked, eighteen year old Jack Culpepper last year and seventeen year old Grace Brisbane just a few days ago. Honestly, this is really the only time that they've really been acting up. It might be just the shifty temperature changes that get them riled up here in the fall and the spring, but we all agree that it isn't safe. They might be rabid, carrying disease, or something else that's fatal to anyone else in the community.

"This could've been our third call, but a case between Culpepper and Brisbane's has been determined obsolete. The girl turned up again a few weeks after she went missing, then left again, and reliable sources said that she's just moved away to live with other family out of state. She was a photographer, and most of her photos were of the woods or the wolves. Her friends, one of which was Grace, were also noted to be interested in the wolves here. Things are strange here, but that's just Mercy Falls for you."

"Thank you, Officer Koenig. We appreciate your insights. This is Tracy Stingler reporting from Mercy Falls, Minnesota."

The image clicked off the screen and went back to the girls, but Carly was the only one standing there. "These shows aren't trustworthy. They don't give all the facts."

"RAHH!" Sam jumped into the screen, whipped-cream all over her mouth and scaring the megabytes out of Freddie. "RABID WOLVES!"

"Sam!" Carly shouted. "Calm down! You can't go rabid on us!"

"Sorry, I'm just excited!" She wiped some of the whipped-cream off of her face and licked it off of her hand. "Oh, that's so good…"

"You're a freak," Freddie laughed.

"You're a freak." Sam lunged towards him, but Carly stopped Sam's fist before it hit Freddie's face.

"Save it for the wolves!" Carly shouted. "You wanted to wrestle the wolves! Save it for them!"

Sam relaxed. "You're right. I need to save my fists." She kissed her balled-up fingers lightly. "Mama loves you."

"Well," the brunette said, clapping her hands together. "That's it for tonight!"

"Wash your computer!"

"Hydrate some dehydrated water!"

"Find water-proof towels!"

"Buy some striped paint!"

"And paint a mushroom to your heart's content." Sam sighed. "And then chuck it at someone who actually likes stinkin' mushrooms."

Carly gave her best friend a look that said "why are you still not in juvie?"

Sam returned the look for a second, and then got bored with the staring game. "Good night everybody!" She put her hand over the camera lens and ran off, leaving Carly there alone with Freddie. "Behave while I'm gone!"

Luckily, Freddie had shut off the web-show feed by then and the world-wide fans hadn't heard Sam's last inappropriate comment.

"She's such a…" Freddie stumbled for the right word.

"Freak?"

"No… gank. She's a gank."

"What is a gank?" Carly asked.

"I don't know. I saw it on some TV show."

"Weird."

"Groovy Smoothie?"

"Let's do it."

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