Chapter One

(I originally wanted to have the Birchwood Twins to do parodies of certain scenes from horror movies while facing an evil force but I couldn't think of anything good. After watching an old childhood movie that involved Winnie The Pooh dreaming about 'Heffalumps' and 'Woozles', I decided to make this.

So, ladies and gentlemen of FanFiction, users, reviewers, and guests, I would like to introduce you to The Birchwood Twin(s) Halloween Special.)

Hope you enjoy ;)!

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Beatrice:

"Ouch!" I exclaimed as I pricked my finger with a sewing needle.

Before I tell you why I have a sewing needle, I am going to explain this and I'll try to make this short and simple:

Because of the lack of money for school clothes and supplies, I obviously had to look for a job and get the money. So I decided to go work at the library on Tomago Boulevard and entertain little kids by being a part of the weekly puppet shows. I know it sounds like a silly thing to do but I have to do it…just for the money and for seeing little kids laugh. Right now, instead of resting on my favorite tree on a nice sunny afternoon, I am making new puppets because the puppets at the library are really old. To tell you the truth, sewing isn't as easy as women do it on TV.

Speaking of little kids, my little cousin, Lexi, is coming over to visit me for a while, due to my Aunt Maddie going on vacation with my mom.

I know that we were going to have a lot of fun.

Lexi is, obviously, my little cousin who is eight years old, communicates with sign language, has curly auburn hair, and brown eyes. There are several things that I like about Lexi. She's really sweet and always has a smile on her face. Lexi looks up to me and treats me like I'm her big sister, due to the fact that she doesn't have any brothers or sisters.

But anyway, I am just waiting for Lexi to show up while I sew a dress on a red-haired hand puppet.

Right now, I am home alone. Mom's on vacation and my dad and Tommy are on a fishing trip. I wanted to go fishing with my daddy but when I heard that Lexi was coming over to stay, I volunteered to stay behind and look after her.

Any minute now. I thought. Aunt Maddie is going to drop off Lexi and we'll have the house to ourselves. Heh, heh, heh. Haven't had a girls' night in a long, long time.

As I continued to sew the puppets, I began to think about what happened to me and Tommy six weeks ago. We drove from 2012 Houston to 1947 Los Angeles, got involved with a mystery, and even Tommy and I got kidnapped by toon weasels. I was shot, cut, slapped, kissed, cuddled, had bricks getting dropped on me, put in a chokehold twice, and I still managed to stay alive. But I still wondered how I drove to a place that existed in a movie and came back home with bandage tape around my hands, arm, and thigh. What still makes me wonder more is how Greasy, one of the toon weasels, managed to send me a letter if he was a part of a fictional place where humans coexisted with cartoon characters, known as Toons.

I showed Tommy the letter that Greasy sent me before he went to jail and Tommy was equally confused like me. I didn't show the letter to Mom or Dad because I know that they'll think that I wrote the letter to myself with a different name.

(BEEP, BEEP!)

After hearing the car horn, I carefully put my puppet stuff away and walked out of the house.

Aunt Maddie's car was parked by my family's mailbox and Lexi came out of the car, dragging a small suitcase behind her.

In sign language, I said,

Hi, Lexi! How are you doing?

Lexi replied with a big smile on her face,

I'm good!

Aunt Maddie rolls down her window and says,

"Keep an eye on Lexi and make sure she doesn't wander off to any unfamiliar places."

"Yes, ma'am." I replied.

Aunt Maddie says to Lexi,

Lexi, make sure that you listen to Beatrice and don't do things that I or Beatrice wouldn't do. If you're going out somewhere with Beatrice, stay close and don't wander off. Other than that, have fun!

Lexi nods her head.

Aunt Maddie leaves and I help Lexi carry her suitcase to the house. The cold AC cools me and I take Lexi and her suitcase to the guest room. It's not too small but the bed is big enough for four people to sleep on. Plus, it's close to my dad's study and the bathroom across the hall.

As I placed Lexi's suitcase next to the closet in the guest room, Lexi asked me if she can teach me a few things in sign language. Despite of reading, studying, and practicing sign language for some time, I accepted to learn something new.

We sat down on the living room couch and Lexi said to me,

I'm going to show you how to say a few words in sign language.

Okay. I replied. Show me what you got.

Lexi opens her left palm and places her right wrist (the part where a nurse checks your pulse) on the center of her left palm. She waves her right hand and I read her lips.

She said, "Movie."

I nodded my head.

Lexi interlocks her index fingers twice.

She said, "Friend."

Lexi tells me that she was going to give me one more thing to say in sign language. She puts her right hand on her heart, slides it over to her left a little bit, and crosses her left hand over her right.

She said, "I love you."

I smiled and told her that it was a really nice thing to say.

Lexi smiled and then, she asked me if we can watch a movie.

I took her to a compartment where my family keeps the movies. Most of the movies that we own are Disney movies. (They were the kind of movies that I would do silly things after watching them as a little kid. For example, after watching Peter Pan, I was admired by the pixie dust and I dumped a giant canister of gold glitter on myself. I thought that it was going to make me fly and it took Mom a really long time to vacuum all of the glitter.) I made myself a silly promise that if I babysat a little kid, I would make them watch a couple of Disney movies and they can have some laughs (maybe a couple of cries) while they learn something.

I would like to watch Pinocchio. Lexi said after pulling out a VHS tape version of the film.

I took out the tape and played it.

To make it like Lexi and I were in the movie theater, I turned off the living room lights and closed the blinds.

As the movie officially began to play, I began to remember what Dad told me when I was watching one of the most disturbing scenes in Pinocchio, the part where Lampy transformed into a donkey.

"You see, Beatrice?" Dad said to me, ten years ago. "If you drink too much beer, smoke too much, or do bad things too many times, then you'll turn into a donkey."

"Really, Daddy?" I asked, nervously.

Dad never gave me a good answer and after that, Dad and I got in really big trouble after I dumped thirty-eight six packs of beer. Well, I got in trouble for dumping the beer but Dad got in to more trouble after Mom found out that he told me that I was going to turn in to a donkey if I drank beer.

Anyway, when Lexi and I got to the part where Honest John was taking Pinocchio to a puppet show, I had to explain to Lexi that if a stranger walked up to her, then she shouldn't go with them. After asking why, I told her that strangers are nothing but trouble and she should politely say no to bad things, rides, and presents and never give away any personal information. Lexi nodded, indicating that she'll keep that in mind.

The part where Pinocchio was taken to Pleasure Island took a LOT of explaining. Lampy's donkey transformation scared the living daylights out of Lexi and I had to reassure that the people who made Pinocchio had the idea of over-exaggerating. After ten minutes, Lexi finally got the message.

But as the day passed, Lexi and I ended up having a good time until night came. After Lexi fell asleep, I went back to the living room, turned on the TV, and went back to work on making the puppets for the library.

I pricked my finger at least ten more times as my eyelids grew heavier by the minute.