I really want to post the 2nd chapter before I forget the plot!

Chris: * looks at script* Uh hollyleaf?

Me: Chris I told you there are only two Ls in my name! But what is it!?

Chris: do you really expect me too-* has hand clamped over his mouth*

Martin: Chris you almost spoiled it for the viewers!

Me: now remember the rules: don't break the 4th wall more than once. It gets annoying. 2. No killing each other! Erin, Time, I'm looking at you two. 3. Don't question the script! It took me hours to write it!

Chris: and by that you mean you're making it up as you go along...

Me: * shoots severe death glare* and rule number four, the most important one: I am really awesome! Off you go! * shoves into Fanfic*don't own Wild Kratts fellow authors! I just own Erin, Time, and Holly.

Third person POV

Erin smiled at Holly " So, here's what happened..."

Erin's POV

I knelt by the fully grown female tiger. She could kill me in a heart-beat if she wanted to. Here, in the jungles of India, I was no longer at the top of the food chain. The tigress doesn't bite my head off, she doesn't even growl as I reached my hand out to her. She sniffs it, then pushes her head up against it like an affectionate house-cat would. I had named this tigress Elegance when I had put the tracker chip into her a few months ago. " I missed you Elegance." I whisper softly, holding her head in my hands. * I missed you too Erin,* Elegance's voice fills my head. Somehow containing a hint of a cat's purr. Oh, I must have forgotten to tell you this... I'm an animal whisperer.

Chris's POV

I was really excited, finally, after 10 months of nagging, begging, and pleading with my older brother Martin, the Wild Kratts where finally going to study " The True Kings and Queens of the Jungle: tigers!" I yelled then noticed the weird looks I was getting from Jimmy Z and Koki. Aviva laughed " Cool it CK, and Jimmy Z, shouldn't you be flying the Tourtuga?" Jimmy's eyes widened and he raced to the cock-pit, taking his pizza with him. " Martin! Are you ready bro." I yell. Martin was not the neatest person in the world but the seemingly useless stuff he often packed had actually saved our lives a few times.

Martin's POV

" I'm coming Chris!" I holler as I race into the main room of the Tourtuga HQ. My younger brother is shaking his head at me " Martin, you are as slow as Erin on a Monday!" I remember Erin, she was our childhood loved animals as much as we do and really loved tigers and Birds of Paradise. She usually moved really fast but Mondays were her worst enemy and she had to force her-self to do anything.

me: that went well didn't it? Also, I'm REALLY sorry about how most of Martin's POV was in italics I didn't realize that they were on until I had typed nearly all of it! Before I go, see that white box? Well the white box feels sad because it is empty. Please make it happy by typing something in it! Bye!