Hey this is a new story about Amy and Ian. They are 3 year old.

It's just so fun writing my own stories!

"Little Amy!"

"Y-Yes?"

"Would you do the disclaimer for me?"

"O-Ok. AGAAIT Doesn't own me, Ian or The 39 Clues."

3 Year old Ian Kabra's POV.

I was so excited.

Today my best friend Amy Cahill was going to visit me.

Ian and Amy was best friend and they had been from the day they meet each other 2 years ago.

I looked out of my window, "Why can they not hurry up a little?"

Someone laugh, "Ian calm down, she is coming soon." My father Vikram Kabra said smiling.

I frowned "But I want her NOW! It's not fun without her."

Vikram looked out of the window, "Look she is here now." He said smiling.

I looked out of my window and yes there was two red dots.

I rushed out of my room down the hall and ran to meet them.

Finally she came.

Let the fun start.

3 Year old Amy Cahill's POV.

I saw Ian come running towards us before we came out of the taxi. I started to run to meet him, while I heard my mom chuckle.

Ian grabbed me and whispered, "Amy one of our pipes in the cellar is broken and now the cellar shaft turned into a waterslide."

I smiled.

It was always so fun when I was visiting Ian or when Ian was visiting us.

"Then what are we waiting for?" I asked.

Suddenly I felt someone lift me up.

"There is my princess" Vikram said and began to tickle my belly.

I giggled and writhed in his arms. He sat down first when I was quite red in the face and big laughter tears slid down my cheek.

He begin to walk over to mom and Ian and I started to go inside.

We went to Ian's room and he pulled a large box out from under his bed. The box was obviously full of water balloons, lightning Chinese, make up, a lot of money and best of all: a big ugly pink dress with so many bows and ribbons that I could not even count them all.

The dress was screaming pink with neon green and yellow and blue loops that sat at the waist and sleeves, and there were so many layers of fabric in the skirt that we could barely lift it out of the box. And of course, followed a few flashes of red stilettos.

"I have saved all this to this day." told Ian.

"Wauw" was the only thing I could say.

"Amy." cried my mother. "I'm going now. Com down and say goodbye Sweet Pea."

I run downstairs with Ian close behind. I gave mom a hug, "Be nice to Vikram." She said.
As soon as she was out the door, we turned to Vikram with sneaky smile.
I could see him swallow so nervous he was.
"Now it's just us three Vikram." I said.

Hey everyone, I cannot upload until next Tuesday because I am going on a vacation and I also have a Danish essay for next Thursday.

But I would try to write something tomorrow.

Until then Bye Bye.

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