In Which Avis and Sarvy Go to the Past and Mess with Holmes

Once upon a time, in the far away mystical land of Idaho, a youngish girl came across a pebble. Now this pebble was no ordinary pebble. It had come all the way from Rhode Island! That's, like what, two states away? Now our heroine, not knowing this, decided that the pebble was not worth a fifteenth glance, and walked away. From the creepy red circle in the ground with the glowing Rhode Island pebble in the center. Well….whatevs.

Then, a gust of wind came and blew her into the pebble. The wind sounded oddly like a teenager screaming, "OMFG! Will you just pick it up already! The audience is BORED, D'Arvit!"

The youngish girl looked scared and confused. She proceeded to bolt away as fast as the creeper wind would allow her to.

"You know what?" said the Weird Wind. "Fug it. I'm going in there. I'll just warp my personality so much that it seems like another person. Plus, I'll refer to myself- HER as a different person. Yeah….this could work."

Suddenly, another youngish girl popped out of the abysm. (Oh, I forgot to tell you about the abysm. Well, yeah. There was an abysm. Kay bye now.) This one was a short, spunky little human, with a very short, very blue pixie haircut and f'awesome green eyes, who happened to be screaming, "OH, MY GODS! THIS IS FUGGING PAINFUL. GAH! FRICK! SHMIT! CRAPTASTIC! Why did no-one warn me about this?" She also happened to be hopping around as if insane, that is, mad. Her spazzing led her to stumble upon the glowing pebble with the suspicious circle.

She stopped dead and said, "Even though I have recently suffered a bout of excruciating pain THAT NO-ONE FUGGING WARNED ME ABOUT, I am still able to see that a glowing pebble in the middle of a sinister-looking perfect circle is a thing that should be picked up and examined, OBVIOUSLY."

And with that very obnoxious finish, Avis picked up the pebble and said, "Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, PLEASE, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts."

And she vanished in a flash of blinding light, along with her iPod, her Laptop, and her f'awesome blue suitcase filled with her f'awesome Sherlock Holmes themed and other random clothes. (By "her" we mean Wal-Mart's)

Tens of miles away from the spot in Idaho, yet ANOTHER youngish girl was in her room, dancing like a loon.

"CAL-i-fornia girls, we're undeniable, OoOoooO-"

And she proceeded to randomly vanish in a flash of light that would have blinded any human who would have been in the room, but not Sarah, our OTHER heroine. Oh, and she has stuff. Yes, it vanished with her. No, she doesn't know that.

And so the Chronicles Of The People Who Own The Most Powerful Thing In All History But Chose To Use It To Travel Into Alternate Dimensions And Annoy Their Favorite Book Characters begins.

Also known as the In Which Avis and Sarvy series. Because that would actually fit.