I don't own the 39 Clues, or fanfictions. ((But I do own fictionforfans dot com, if only it existed))
Dan entered the apartment and threw his backpack onto the couch. "Hey, Amy," he called, "you home?"
Amy walked out of the kitchen, chomping on an apple.
"Yeah," she said. "How was soccer tryouts?"
Dan shrugged. "Eh. It was okay, I guess."
He went to his room, and Amy heard him tapping at his computer. She went back into the kitchen.
A few minutes later, she heard him call, "Amy! C'mere!"
Amy walked into Dan's room. "What?"
Dan pointed to the computer screen. "Hamilton sent me a link to this website. Fictionforfans dot com?"
"Okaaay..."
Dan grinned. "You know those books those Cahill authors published about the clue hunt?" he asked.
Amy nodded.
"Well...people wrote their own stories. Take a look."
Amy looked over her brother's shoulder as he clicked the link. A page popped out, and Dan clicked on The 39 Clues.
"Whoa," they breathed as the page popped up.
"Over 3,000 stories!" Dan exclaimed. He scrolled down the page. "Oh, look. They have categories. This one has a lot. 2,500 stories about...ack!" He fell out of his chair.
"What?" Amy asked. "What is it?" She squinted at the screen, and her mouth dropped open. "Amy's...LOVE STORIES?"
"Dude, that's sick," Dan groaned from the floor.
He popped back up. "Let's look at them!" he said evilly.
"NO!"
Dan cackled and clicked on the category. Sub-categories popped up.
"Amian," Dan read, "Hamy, Amonah...what language is this?"
Nellie walked into the room. "Hey," she said. "'sup?"
"We're reading about Amy's love interests," Dan said plainly.
"What?"
Amy rolled her eyes and told Nellie about the fan stories.
"But they're written in some other language," Dan groaned. "Look at this."
Nellie looked at the names. "Hamy, Amonah, Amian..." She suddenly burst out laughing.
"What?" Amy and Dan asked.
Nellie gasped for breath and said, "Ever heard of Brangelina?"
Amy shrugged. "Sure. Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie. What about it?"
Nellie snorted. "It's a mix up of names," she said.
Dan furrowed his brow. Suddenly, he looked at the screen again. "Ohhh..." He burst out laughing.
"What?" Amy shrieked. "What is it?"
"It's a mash up of YOUR name and other dudes' names," Dan laughed.
Amy looked at the screen. "Oh, no..."
Dan clicked on "Hamy".
"Gah! Dan, no!"
Dan chortled. "Only five hundred hits! Poor Hamilton..."
Amy slapped his arm. "Dan, come on..."
He went back a page and clicked on "Amonah".
"Who's that?" Nellie wondered. Dan clicked on the fourth story:
"Jonah Wizard was depressed. He had everything he could wish for—fame, money, talent.
But the only thing he didn't have was the girl—Amy Cahill, to be exact."
Amy groaned. Nellie gagged.
"That's bad," she said.
Dan laughed. "He only has about two hundred stories," he said. He went back a page. "Let's see how many Amian has."
Amy furrowed her brow. "Amian? Who..." Her face blanched. "No, Dan, no!" she pleaded. "Please! I'm BEGGING!" She looked at Nellie for help.
Nellie grinned. "THIS I gotta see," she said. "Click on it, Dan-O."
Dan clicked on "Amian", and his eyes bugged out of his head. "WHOA! One-thousand, eight-hundred hits! Dude!"
Amy banged her head against the wall.
Nellie fell over laughing. "Click on one!" she gasped.
"NO!"
"YES!"
"NO!"
"YES!"
"NO!"
"YES!"
"Grr..." Amy stormed out of the room.
Dan began to read:
Amy ran up the mountain. Isabel and Ian Kabra were right behind her.
Dan stopped. "Hey! Where am I?"
Nellie pointed to the page. "There. Keep reading."
Dan continued:
Amy wished Dan was there, but he was someplace else.
"What? That's it?"
Nellie shrugged. "You know what they say. Three's a crowd."
"But there's already three of them!"
"Just keep reading."
Dan grumbled in annoyance and continued:
Suddenly, Amy reached a cliff. She heard Isabel yelling from through the trees, "Just give us your clues and you won't get hurt!"
"Never!" Amy yelled back. "I'm not afraid of you!"
Dan stopped again. "This isn't realistic at all! Amy's not that brave!"
"That's what you think, dweeb!" Amy yelled from the other room. Apparently, she was still listening in.
"Keep reading!" Nellie demanded.
"Ian, go that way," Amy heard Isabel yell. "I'll go this way!"
Amy looked around for a way out. There was none.
And suddenly she heard a voice say, "Hello, love."
Amy turned. Ian's face was serious. "You need to go. Now," he said.
Amy's eyes widened. "You're letting me go?" she asked.
Before he could respond, Isabel appeared through the trees. She was holding a machine gun.
"If you won't give me your clues," she said to Amy. "Then DIE!" She lifted the gun to her shoulder.
Having nowhere else to go, Amy turned. She took a deep breath, and jumped off the cliff.
Dan sat up. "Now thisis real literature!" he exclaimed.
"Keep reading!" Amy yelled from the other room.
Dan sighed. "Amy was falling. Falling, falling, falling, falling..." He scrolled down the page. "The whole page is taken up by 'falling's'," he said. He clicked the next page.
"...falling, falling. Her time had come. She wished that she could have one more chance to tell her brother how amazingly awesome he was..."
"You made that up!" Amy yelled.
"But it's true!" Dan yelled back. "And it's better than this mush! Listen."
Amy wished that she could have one more chance to live. She would do things differently, be a better person. She would face her fears and appreciate every new day.
"Who thinks stuff like that?" Dan demanded. "No one would ever think that on a normal day, much less while their falling to their death from a cliff about a thousand feet in the air."
Amy re-entered the room. "Okay, okay," she said. "Skip the amazing revelation that I have and get on with it."
Dan scrolled down the screen. "No...no...more revelation...no...aha! Okay."
Amy saw the ground rushing up to meet her. This was it. She was about to die.
Suddenly, she felt a pair of strong arms circle around her.
"Oh, no," Amy and Nellie moaned in unison.
Dan continued:
Instead of hitting the ground, her descent was slowed. She looked up into the amber eyes of...
Dan batted his own green eyes, "'...Ian Kabra.'"
"How the heck did Ian Kabra manage to save Amy from a thousand foot drop off the face of a cliff?" Nellie demanded. "Keep reading!"
Amy looked up at him in shock. How did he save her? It was as if...Ian was flying.
"WHAAAAAAAAAT?" Nellie and Amy shrieked. Dan fell off the chair, laughing hysterically.
"You made that up!" Amy cried, running to the computer.
"No!" Dan gasped between laughs. "I didn't...I swear...HA!"
Amy peered at the screen. "Ian..." she practically spat out the name, "...was flying."
"Ian's a fairy!" Dan guffawed from the ground. "Ian's a fairy!"
Amy read a few more lines, then whacked Dan on the arm. "You dork!" she exclaimed. "Listen." She continued reading:
But then she realized that he had a parachute. They landed lightly on the ground.
Amy stared up into Ian's eyes. "You saved my life," she whispered.
"I owed you one," Ian said. He leaned down towards her, and...
Amy stopped reading. "You know what? I think that's enough of that." She clicked the button to go to the home page.
"Aww." Dan got up off the floor.
Amy scrolled down the main 39 Clues page.
"Heeeeey," she said. "Look at this!" She clicked on a category.
"What? What is it?" Dan asked, peering over her shoulder. "DAN'S LOVE STORIES?" He dropped to his knees. "No, Amy, I'm begging you! I'm sorry I read that other story! Really, I am. Please don't do this to me, Amy! Amy?"
Amy clicked on the category, ignoring her brother.
"Hm...let's see..." She looked at the subcategories. "There's only a few Dadison..."
Dan made a face. "Ew."
"Whoa. A lot more Deagan."
"WHAT?"
"But the biggest category," Amy said, smirking, "seems to be..."
Dan's face blanched. "No. No. No. No. No. No..."
Amy whooped. "Natan!"
Dan fell to the floor. "Noooooooooooooo!"
Nellie fell over laughing.
Dan came up, spluttering. "How could they...I would never...they...I...she...WHAT? ME AND NATALIE KABRA? THAT'S THE CRAZIEST THING I EVER HEARD SINCE IAN KABRA CALLED YOU REFRESHING!"
"Hey!"
"Just because you have a crush on Ian, it doesn't mean that I..."
"I do NOT have a crush on Ian Kabra!"
"...of all the craziest...where's that review button?" Dan suddenly demanded. He took control of the mouse and clicked on one of the Natan stories. Then he clicked "review". A review box popped up, and he started typing furiously.
"This...is...Dan...Cahill..." he said out loud as he typed. "I...never...liked...Natalie...Kabra...and...I...never...will...period. Get...a...life...period. Sincerely...Dan...Cahill...comma...Ultimate...Ninja...period. Send."
Dan sat back with satisfaction. "There," he said proudly.
Amy gave him an incredulous look. "You really don't expect them to believe you, do you?" she asked.
Dan looked at her. "Of course I do! Why wouldn't...oh, look! The author replied!" He clicked on the reply, and read it aloud:
"Dear 'Dan Cahill'," he started. "Huh. Wonder why she put my name in quotes."
Amy rolled he eyes. He just didn't get it.
Dan continued. "'We all have our opinions. You're obviously one of the types who doesn't think Natalie and Dan would go great with each other.'"
Dan stopped. "We're talking about people here!" he exclaimed. "This person's talking like she's matching a purse and shoes together or something!"
"Keep reading," Nellie said.
Amy looked at the screen and continued. "'I think that Natalie and Dan are perfect for each other, so lay off. It's none of your business.'"
"NONE OF MY BUISNESS?" Dan exploded. "NONE OF MY BUISNESS? I'M DAN CAHILL! That little..."
Amy continued. "'Sincerely, Amy Cahill (jk, you know what I mean).'"
Dan looked confused. "Huh?"
Amy sighed. "She's saying that if you're Dan Cahill, she's Amy Cahill."
Dan was still confused. "But she's not Amy Cahill. I mean, you."
Amy raised an eyebrow and waited. Slow realization dawned on Dan's face. "Ohhhh," he said. "She doesn't think I'm really Dan Cahill."
"Excellent work, Sherlock," Nellie said drily.
"Well, why would she think that?" Dan demanded. Amy sighed. Then her face brightened. "Let's read one!" she exclaimed.
Dan groaned. "Oh, no."
Amy clicked on a random story and began to read:
Dan Cahill ran down the street to his school. He was going to be late.
"That's realistic enough," Nellie inturrupted.
"Hey, where am I?" Amy asked. She kept reading:
He was walking to school alone that morning, because Amy was with...
Amy started coughing violently.
"Just skip it," Nellie said over Amy's hacking. "Move on."
Amy stopped coughing and skipped the sentence. She continued:
Dan got to school and went to homeroom. He was doodling in his notebook when someone walked in.
"Hello," said a girl with a British accent.
Dan looked up. Oh my god! he thought.
It was Natalie Kabra!
"Noooooo!" Dan moaned, collapsing onto his bed face-first. "Stop. Now. I beg you."
Amy scrolled down the page. "Blah, blah, blah...argue, argue, argue...you and Natalie argue a lot." She continued scanning the page. "Going home...uh, awkward moment with me and...never mind. Moving on...Dan's room, okay...whoa."
"What?" Dan and Nellie asked.
Amy read out loud:
Dan and Natalie walked into Dan's room.
"What is she doing in MY ROOM?"
"Shh!"
"So," Natalie said, "this is your room?"
"No, duh."
"Shh!"
"Yeah," Dan said. They stood there in silence.
Finally, Dan spoke.
"Yeah!" Dan exclaimed. "Kick her out, Dan! Barricade the doors and become a hermit!"
"Who are you talking to?" Nellie asked.
Dan stared blankly at her. He gestured lamely at the computer. "The, um...the story, I...Dan...me...him...uh, never mind."
Amy kept reading:
"Natalie?" Dan said. "Yes?" she asked, looking at him.
Dan locked his green eyes with her amber eyes. "I really..."
"NOOOOO!"
"'...like you'," Amy continued mercilessly.
"I like you too, Dan," Natalie said.
Amy stopped.
"Don't stop now!" Nellie exclaimed. "It was just getting good!"
Dan moaned, his face buried into his pillow.
Amy looked uncomfortable. "Well, I don't need to read it. But, they...uh, y'know..."
Nellie rolled her eyes and looked at the computer screen.
"Ah," she said.
Dan groaned louder.
"Are you okay?" Amy asked him.
Dan removed his face from the pillow long enough to say, "NO, I am not okay. My reputation is ruined!"
Nellie raised an eyebrow. "What reputation?"
Dan glared at her. "The one that doesn't involve me with...with...Natalie Kabra!"
"Oh. That reputation."
"You know what we should do?" Amy said to Nellie.
"Print this out and hold it as blackmail for Dan?"
"No. I mean, yeah, we can do that too..."
"Hey!"
"...but we need to send the link to Natalie. I have her email address."
Dan jumped off the bed and threw himself over the computer's keyboard. "NOOOO!"
Amy grinned. "I have my own computer, you know."
"You send it to her," Dan threatened, "and I'll mail the Amian link to Ian."
Amy blanched. "On second thought..."
Dan opened his webmail. "I'm replying to Hamilton and asking him if he actually read these." He opened an email.
"Wait," Nellie said, "that's the email with the link to fictionforfans dot com that Hamilton sent you?"
"Yeah. Why?"
Nellie pointed to the receivers list. The email was sent not only to Dan, but to Amy, Nellie, Jonah Wizard, the Starlings, and...Ian and Natalie Kabra.
Dan and Amy looked at the screen, then at each other.
"AHHHHHH!"
Okay, this is my first one-shot. I think that I started writing it back when I started reading fanfictions. I was wondering how Dan and Amy would react if they read some of the stories that were written about them. Sort of like those stories that people write about the 39 Clues characters reading the books ((which, ironically, I never really enjoy that much)).
I'd like to say a few things. As some of you might know, I am not a Natan fan. But even you Natan fans have to admit that Dan probably wouldn't react positively if someone suggested that he liked Natalie Kabra. So please don't picket outside my house or anything. If it makes you feel any better, I'm an Amian fan, and I didn't make Amy like her story any more than Dan liked his. Okay?
Another thing. The fanfictions written in this stories are completely of my own creation. They are not meant to resemble anyone else's story in any way. So, PLEASE, if my stories seem anything like yours, don't take offense in any way. It was not on purpose, I promise.
So I was trying to think of a combination of Reagan and Dan's names, and I was thinking that I could use the Reag- in Reagan's name, and the -an in Dan's name. Then I was like, WAIT! Then it would be Reagan!
I found that very interesting.
Anyway, hope you enjoyed. Now I'm starting to think that I'll write more chapters, from the other clue hunters' point of views. Hmmmm...so I guess I'll leave this "still in progress", for now.
Thanks for reading!
-KT
P.S When I first published this, there were some problems with the italics and spacing. Hopefully, it will be better now.
