So as the format for stories like this usually tend to go, all text taken from the actual episode is in italics. I have decided to write this new story by putting my character Marina in episodes of The Mighty Boosh. Her first adventure I have written is from the first episode of Season 2, The Call of The Yeti. I hope you like it!

Age: 21.

"What about this?" I heard my cousin, Vince Noir ask.

"Good." Replied the gorilla named Bollo. I heard the sounds of footsteps going away.

"How about this?" my cousin asked again.

"Also good." I heard Bollo reply. I heard footsteps again.

"What about this? For travelling."

"Oh, magnific!"

"The funky Inuit?"

"Very good."

"What about this cape?"

"A bit last week."

"Put that in the maybe pile." My cousin finished.

"What about me?" I asked, walking out from behind my own screen. I was wearing a zebra pattern tank top, with hot pink skinny jeans, and knee length black boots.

"I think you need a bag to match your jeans." Vince replied. I nodded in agreement.

"I know, and I have one, but I think I left it at mum's." I said sadly. I spotted a pink and black tie on my maybe pile. "What about this?" I asked, putting it on.

"That makes it look better, but it's still missing something." Vince said. He picked up a pair of pink and black fingerless gloves, and handed them to me. I nodded, taking them and putting them on. "Perfect!" he yelled out.

"Good, good." Bollo said.

"That definitely does look last week." I said, pointing at the blue leather cape my cousin was wearing. He nodded in agreement.

"Vince? Marina? You almost ready?" I heard the voice of Howard Moon seconds before he entered the room.

"I narrowed it down two these to piles." Vince said, stepping out from behind his screen in another outfit, then pointing at the two giant piles of clothes in the room.

"I narrowed mine down to one." I added.

"You are joking, aren't you? We're going to a cabin in the woods." Howard said, looking shocked.

"So?" Vince asked innocently.

"For one weekend!" Howard finished, not happy that we hadn't gotten anything done. (By his standards anyway.)

"Yeah, I suppose." Vince replied uneasily.

"But!" I said.

"No buts Marina. We need to get this sorted out!" Howard snapped at me. "Let's try and narrow it down. Do you need this tie?" Howard asked, picking up a black and red tie from the pile.

"Yeah! The tie's a multi-purpose accessory! Y'know, belt, school boy, Rambo." Vince replied defensively. Instead of getting involved in the argument, I pulled out one of my iPods and put the headphones in, then I started to fold all the stuff in my pile. I wasn't leaving any of it behind.

"Clothes avalanche!" I heard Bollo call out. I turned to see, and sure enough, both of Vince's clothes piles were falling down on Howard. I burst out laughing.

"Right, that's it! One suitcase." Howard said, throwing a suitcase at Vince. He threw one at me too. I squealed as it hit me on the head. He then left the room, wearing Vince's ruff. I smirked, then looked at my suitcase. It was tiny!

"How am I supposed to fit all my stuff in here?" I exclaimed, outraged.

"This is how you do it." Vince said, putting all the folded clothes from one of his piles inside the suitcase. Howard emerged from Naboo's room in a pair of what appeared to be tweed swimming trunks. I snorted in disgust. He just ignored me and walked out.

"Ok Bollo, you ready?" Vince asked. Bollo nodded. "Let's do it."

"Ok." Bollo replied.

"Go on Bollo!" Vince cheered. Bollo strained and pushed all of Vince's clothes into the suitcase. "Use your monkey strength! Get your primate arms out! Put your back into it! Bit more, bit more, come on. Yeah!" Vince cheered.

"Quickly!" Bollo said, sitting on the suitcase. Vince raced over, put down the clasps, and we all ran and hid behind the sofa to see if it would explode.

"Can we do that with mine?" I asked, pointing at my own suitcase, my clothes all folded up and making a small pile ontop. Bollo sighed, then walked over and started to press down on it. "Come on Bollo! You can do it!" I cheered. It took quicker for him to do mine, as my pile was smaller. When Bollo was forced to sit on the suitcase, I raced over and put the clasps on. We all raced to hide behind the sofa again. My suitcase didn't explode either. I smiled, getting up. "I think we're ready to go!" I said. Howard poked his head round the door.

"Really?" he asked. I nodded. "Then let's go!" he said.

"Can't you put your suit back on?" Vince asked. Howard hadn't put his suit back on yet.

"The zip broke." He replied sheepishly. I stifled a laugh, so not to offend Howard.

"I hate the wilderness .Can't we go to Euro Disney?" Vince asked.

"I'm not spending another summer in the Goofy Lodge, ok? I booked us a cabin, deep in the woods." He replied. A look of disgust crossed my face. What would happen to my outfits?

"Great." Vince said in a sarcastic tone.

"It's good for me actually." Naboo piped up.

"Is it really?" Vince replied sarcastically.

" I'm running low on supplies. As a shaman, I can put it down as a business trip, claim it all back." Naboo finished.

"Nice." Howard complimented.

"That's cool. Could I come with you?" I asked. Anything to get away from what would probably turn into a lecture on nature, knowing Howard.

"Yeah sure. I could always use the extra hand." Naboo replied. I grinned.

"Where you find out about this cabin?" Bollo asked Howard.

"Oh, a little advert in The Global Explorer, the magazine I subscribed to." Howard replied eagerly. It sounded like he had been waiting all day for someone to ask him that.

"The Global Explorer?" Vince asked.

"Very inspiring stuff." Howard replied.

"I hate that magazine! It's a sleep in a nightmare! I tried to read it once, gave me a panic attack. Have you heard of this? Cheekbone." Vince asked. He was holding up a copy of the latest issue of Cheekbone magazine.

"No." Howard replied.

"It's the most up to date magazine around. It's so cutting edge it goes out of date every three hours!" Vince said, looking at the soon to be out of date copy.

"Really?" Howard asked, not sounding interested at all.

"Can't get it in shops. It's delivered by ninjas." Vince explained.

"Speaking of Cheekbone, did you have the senders know to have the ninjas to follow us?" I asked.

"Yes." Vince replied.

"Yeah, well The Global Explorer never goes out of date. There's photographs in there that are eternally relevant to our life and times Vince." Howard said. I was disgusted. "I intend to be on the cover of that magazine." He finished.

So that is the first chapter of this story? What do you think of Marina? And did I do a good job of writing it? Please let me know in the reviews. So, a bit of info on this story, I am basically going to choose Boosh episodes in random order and write Marina into them. (That's why I had to put 'Age:21' at the beginning) And I'm also going to maybe make up a few of my own.