Hey guys, I finally found Lizzie, and while she was over at my house for like infinity days, we decided to make a story of what exactly would happen if we were on the island. Basically it goes through each episode taking important events and putting us there. It's a LOT of dialogue, but that's what makes it funny (Character interactions and what not).
You'll also have to excuse our sheer stupidity, because that is solely the only chemical this story is running on.

Abby and Lizzie's Mighty Magical Mystical Marvelous Alliteration of a Lost Epic Quest

Chapter 1

The Sasserific Cockpit Walk And Leaf-Planes

"Oh my God, what is that ringing in my ears?" Lizzie asked as she and Abby ambled down the beach, her hands clamped to her ears, "It's like a if a car alarm and a skipping stereo had a baby."

"It's that girl in pink," Abby explained as they stopped momentarily.

"What girl?" Lizzie questioned, glancing around.

"That one," Abby stressed pointing in the direction of a platinum blonde girl, wearing a pink miniskirt, and screaming her head off.

"I don't see a girl," Lizzie expressed, still taking awkward glances now and then.

"Maybe that crash did hurt you," Abby pondered.

"OH! Do you mean that one?" Lizzie queried pointing to the girl. Abby gave her a smirk and she continued, "I thought she was a cardboard cut out of Paris Hilton."

"Yeah, whatever, let's get out of here, all this screaming and flaming plane stuff is giving me bad vibes," Abby suggested as they walked away into the jungle.

Later that night after meeting some of the passengers of flight 815, and then some survivors, the girls decided it was best to stay with the ragtag group of forty-eight, rather then take all the food and head into the jungle, they at least deserved a chance, and some of the guys weren't half bad looking.

"We must have been at about 40,000 feet when it happened. Hit an air pocket. Dropped, maybe, 200 feet. The turbulence was: I blacked out," Jack explained while sailing the leaf-plane through the air.

"Pansy," Lizzie expressed as she crossed her arms and received a glare, "What, I didn't pass out."

"And where were you in the plane?" Jack questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"I was in the back right when it ripped off, it felt like I was being sucked into a tornado…WHICH WAS FRICKIN' AWESOME!" she yelled while flailing her arms.

"Hey, where'd you get the plane?" Abby questioned.

"It's not a plane!" Lizzie announced.

"He made it from a leaf," Kate stated, rolling her eyes.

"Hey Miss Sassy Pants, we were asking him," Lizzie responded.

"You had time to make a freaking leaf plane?" Abby questioned.

"Yeah…"

"Weren't you supposed to be saving people?" Lizzie asked as she leaned back in the sand.

"Yeah, while you were making toys out of leaves, Lizzie and I checked the cockpit to see if we could find the magazine we had on the plane so that we could finish our crossword puzzle," Abby enlightened arrogantly.

"You two know where the cockpit is?" Kate and Jack both almost screamed.

"No, we just we're there looking for our magazine for no reason!" Lizzie answered.

"It looks like you'll be taking me there tomorrow," Jack informed.

"I'll take you anywhere," Abby replied seductively, Lizzie let out a sigh.

"Look if you guys are going, I'm coming with you," Kate informed stubbornly as she crossed her arms.

"Well since you asked so nicely…" Abby muttered.

"Yeah, sure, you can come. We'll make a day of it, you bring the picnic blanket, I'll bring the feta cheese, Abby can bring the pasta," Lizzie replied sarcastically, "And Rock Star Boy you come too," she yelled at a passer byer.

"What?" he asked confusedly.

"I don't even know who that is," Jack disclosed.

"Oh, Rock Star Boy meet Dr. Leaf-Plane and Some Girl."

We could've found it on our own," Kate commented sassily as the group of five trudged through the jungle.

"We'd never have found it, besides they say they've been there," Jack informed, "It's all we can go on."

"They're also the two girls who kept screaming there was something on the wing the entire plane flight," Kate reminded, "I don't think they're very trustworthy."

"May I remind you that the plane DID crash!" Abby yelled with her hands cupped around her mouth

"And that I'm rubber and you're glue," Lizzie hollered up from the ten feet that separated the survivors. She looked over to Charlie and suddenly remembered, " Hey, you're supposed to sing!"

"I just bloody climbed a hill for forty minutes," he exclaimed out of breath.

"I don't care if your little hobbit feet can't climb that far, you shouldn't have volunteered to come!" She shouted.

"I didn't—"

"SING!" She screamed so loud through the hollow jungle that birds flew out from around neighboring trees.

"I can't I…"

"I'm gonna hold my breath until you do!" She informed as she plugged her ears and expanded her cheeks with air.

"Not this again," Abby muttered, "Last time she did this, our school got a massive lawsuit after she fell off the stage from lack of oxygen."

"Alright, alright," Charlie yelled over Lizzie's childish chants, "I'll bloody sing."

Lizzie stopped walking, as did Abby. They both stood patiently awaiting to hear a song, "You ALL everybodah, you ALL everbodah!"

"Beautiful," Lizzie commented.

Charlie smiled a large grin, "You guys must be big fans."

"We know good music when we hear it," Abby informed.

He smiled again, and continued, "You all—"

"Guys," Jack sighed as he and Kate stood a few feet before them, impatiently waiting, "We have to get to the cockpit before dark," he stressed politely.

Charlie nodded his head in grim understanding. But Abby and Lizzie didn't take the comment so lightly.

"Your mom everbodah!" Lizzie sang in falsetto as they kept walking.

Abby sniggered and caught her drift, "Go to hell everybodah."

"You suck everybodah!"

"SHUT UP!" Kate yelled as her body swung around to face the playful girls, "This is serious, we're lost, on some island, and it's vital we get to the cockpit!"

"Shut up everybodah!"

"I swear if you—"

"Hey," Lizzie shouted out suddenly, after having an epiphany, "Didn't I see you in one of those late night adult commercials?"

"What were you doing watching late night adult commercials?" Jack questioned with a disturbed look to his face.

"Who cares about that, what was she doing on them?" Abby asked pointing to Kate.

"Wow, they've been in that cockpit for thirty minutes," Abby informed as they two girls leaned against the cool metal siding of the plane.

"No more like half an hour," Lizzie corrected.

"They bitched too much when we said we didn't want to go in, I mean, God, if I wanted to see dead bodies, I get a job at a morgue or something," Abby declared.

"Yeah, if I wanted to see dead bodies, I'd go into the cockpit."

Suddenly an unearthly screeching came from the jungle, accompanied by large banging footsteps, "Looks like Jack's mom finally got up," Lizzie informed with a yawn.

"Hey, leave him alone, he's a doctor okay," Abby reminded.

"I didn't do anything to him, it was his mom."

With another large bang the plane fell flat to the ground, and the screams of Kate could be heard for miles, "Don't they ever stop with the screaming?" Lizzie questioned as she pulled popcorn from her purse.

Another shriek followed and the monster revealed itself to the girls, then flew away quickly as the plane banged with the running footsteps of the survivors.

"COME ON!" Jack yelled as he tore across the opening to the jungle, "It's on our trail!"

Abby and Lizzie sent a sideways glance at each other, then at their companions running into the jungle, "Except that it's not," Abby informed while Lizzie still munched away.

"How do you know?" Kate sassed.

"Because we saw it," Abby replied with equal sass.

"You saw the monster?" Jack asked now running towards the girls, along with Charlie and Kate.

"Uh huh," Lizzie disclosed with her mouthful.

"Well, what'd it look like?" Jack asked eagerly

Lizzie swallowed, "It kinda looked like…"

"What?" Jack asked excitedly.

"YOUR MOM!" Lizzie shouted then almost fell over with laughter.

All three of them rolled their eyes as they began to rail off into the jungle in the direction of the beach.

"Seriously though," Charlie pleaded, "What'd it look like?"

"Well, it kinda looked like that thing. You remember Lizzie? That one time when we went to that place with the stuff?" Abby began.

"Yeah!" Lizzie replied, "With the things that were all freaky and that metally magigger with that stuff that came out that one part!"

"No no no," Abby shook her head in disagreement, "That other thing, that one with the stuff that came off it's thingies that had all that fluffy crap on it and then it had that other thing and---"

"Look," Kate swung around again, abruptly stopping the walking line, "Either tell us or don't tell us okay?"

"Okay, have you seen that movie, 'House on Haunted Hill'?" Abby questioned as Lizzie rummaged through her purse and pulled out a diet root beer and a swirly straw.

"No," she shook her head.

"It looked like the monster in that," Abby explained.

"Yeah, and it's gonna come and say, 'But Kate, you'll miss my show!' and go all…" With the end of her sentence Lizzie began flinging her arms around wildly, and making interesting sounds.

"This. Is. Serious!" Kate yelled, "We went to the cockpit to find…"

"Your lover?" Lizzie interrupted.

"The transceiver, it's the only way we can get back to civilization."

"A transceiver?" Abby questioned blankly.

"It looks like a walkie-talkie," Jack informed helpfully.

"Oh, this thing?" Abby asked as she pulled the transceiver from her back pocket.

"You had it the whole time!" Jack yelled.

"Yeah, we were playing cops and robber with it," Lizzie announced and received skeptical glances.

"Like this," Abby offered as she flipped around the device, "Khrrrrr, officer down, request for back up!"

"Abs, you got it backwards again," Lizzie informed.

"Son of a bitch!" Abby yelled back, "That's like the infinitith time!"

"Look can I just have it?" Jack asked.

"Yeah, sure," Abby agreed handing over the transceiver, "But the battery ran out, Lizzie took them to put in her camera and do those things ever eat batteries," she let out with a laugh.

Suddenly the mangled body of the pilot fell out of a nearby tree, landing in a nearby puddle. All five survivors stared at it wide-eyed and in shock. Lizzie pulled out her camera and began snapping shots of the body, but no one dared to say a word until Charlie uttered, "Guys, where are we?"

"We're in the freaking jungle," Lizzie answered.

That's the end of chapter one, we would love to know what you think so future chapters can be worked on!