Hey Guys! New chapter update! Sorry for taking a while, I've just had about 5 assignments thrown at me, and they were all due on the same day! Now enough from me read on and enjoy!

I realise now, that I haven't thanked any of my guest reviewers. So Thankyou to Virge fan, LOL, Guest 1, Guest 2 and Guest 3! And thanks to all my other reviewers as well!

LOL: I'm glad you liked the 'Partners in Pranks' part! TinTin's my favourite puppet too!


Lady Penelope opened the door to Stephanie's flat. She switched on the light to find a clean and tidy apartment. Picking up some boxes, she walked further into the apartment with Scott and Virgil following in suit.

"Alright, Scott and Virgil, you can sort out everything out here. I'll go through her wardrobe."
"FAB!" The boys said in unison. As Lady Penelope walked towards the bedroom, she snapped pictures of various things for future reference.

Lady P walked into the young woman's bedroom, flicking the switch. She smiled in content when she saw all the memories that were set up around the room. She began by taking a photo of the small space for her to reflect on when they headed back to Tracy Island. She proceeded to collect up all the photos around the room looking at each one before placing them into the box. I wonder who took this photo. It has a brilliant composition of Stephanie sitting on a bench with the ocean behind her. She isn't looking directly at the camera either and the camera angle is tilted nicely. Lady Penelope flicked the photo over and saw the photographer's name written in one pen script she so easily recognised. John Tracy. I should have known. The Tracy boys are good at everything, if they would admit it or not. All the photos around the room filled up one box. Penelope closed it and wrote on the side 'Stephanie's photos.' She moved and peered into Stephanie's closet. Opening it up she smiled at all the clothes she saw. Ah. Stephanie has good taste in clothes. She is always dressed nicely. These dresses would look absolutely dashing on her! Taking a photo of how the closet was set out, she began to pack all the clothes carefully into the box. This wardrobe is much like my own. Everything is colour coded.


Meanwhile, Scott was busy with Stephanie's electronics. She has a wide range of technology. Just like John. Must be for work. Sitting on her desk was an apple MacBookPro, a dell laptop, and an apple iMac. Around it sat an iPad with a charger and a phone charger. This has got to be the tidiest desk I have ever seen! Well, besides Johns of course… Hmm… They have the same layout. I wonder if they ever noticed back when they were boarding for year 11 and 12 together. I suppose they copied each other's style. Scott began to back everything up before turning off and unplugging everything to put into the boxes.

Moving along, he began putting all of her movies and music into the box beside him. And she said she didn't really like movies. I guess she was right. There was a total of 15 movie cases, some being sets. He put them all in the box smiling. He found a stack of 30 CD cases, stacked up in their order of their genre. She has good taste in music.

Virgil was standing in front of one of the 3 bookcases Stephanie had, shaking his head smiling. Stephanie has a lot of books. She could easily start her own library if she wished. He began to place the books in one of the five boxes he had with him. After 10 minutes, he reached the last 3 shelves with the last box. He pulled a book off the shelf glancing at it. To The Moon and Back, By John G. Tracy and Stephanie J. Hudgens. I never knew they wrote a book together! Wow. This must have been after they came back from the moon. He flicked open to the second page and read the dedications.

To my brothers, Scott, Virgil, Gordon, Alan, and my father, Jeff. I hope you enjoy this book I have co-written. I dedicate this book to my mum, Lucy, who is no longer with us and the one of whom I love with all my heart. – John.

I write to bring happiness to people's lives. I wish to make someone happy, even if it's just one person. I dedicate this book to a special family in my life, who treat me as their own daughter and sister; and a special someone in my life who is always there by my side when I need them most. –Stephanie.

Virgil had a smile on his face, knowing exactly who they were talking about. They are always so thoughtful. He put the remainder of the books into the box.


It was just after 3pm when Scott, Virgil and Penelope arrived on the island. The boys brought up the boxes and placed them in the room opposite to Johns before grabbing something to eat. Lady Penelope went to find TinTin. She found her sitting by the pool, with Alan reading on the chair beside her.

"Hello TinTin."

"Hello Lady Penelope. How are you this afternoon?"

"I alright thank you. I was wondering if you would like to help me with sorting out Stephanie's things into her new room."

"I would love to. Can Alan help to?"

"Of course."

"Alan?" TinTin said tapping him on the shoulder.

"Yes?"

"Would you like to help me organise Stephanie's new room with Lady Penelope?"
"I would love to."

The pair followed Lady Penelope to the room across from Johns. "Alan, you and TinTin can sort out her books, movies and music." They nodded.

"Let's sort through the books first." TinTin suggested.

"Sure."

Alan sat on a seat beside the box and passed TinTin the books that he pulled out of the box.


Alan Tracy could not sleep. He lay in bed staring at the roof for –what felt –like hours. I am not going to be able to fall asleep anytime soon am I? I give up. He got up slowly and grabbed his crutches. He hobbled quietly down to the lounge being careful not to wake anyone. He sat on the couch and turned on the TV. Alan sat in the lounge by himself. It was 10pm and everyone had gone to bed. He was flicking through the channels, finding nothing interesting.

TinTin was tossing and turning in her bed. She wasn't able to get to sleep. Sighing, she got up and decided to make a hot drink. As she walked towards the kitchen, she noticed the light on in the lounge room. Hmm. That's interesting. I thought everyone had gone to bed already. She looked in and saw blonde hair. Ah. Alan. I'll make him a hot chocolate too. I'll go the long way to the kitchen I suppose. She crept past Mr Tracy's bedroom, and her fathers, before reaching the kitchen. Putting the kettle on, she began humming to herself.

After five minutes, she grabbed both cups and headed to the lounge. Standing behind Alan, she whispered, "Alan?" He visibly jumped. "What are you watching?" He turned his head and looked at her.

"Well, I couldn't find anything interesting so I decided on watching Curse of the Black Pearl."

"Oh great! Can I watch it with you? I've never seen that movie before." She switched off the main light before walking over to him.

"Sure. Can't sleep either?" He mused.

"Not one bit. Here, I made you a hot chocolate. Just the way you like it."

"Thank you TinTin. Come sit here." He gently pulled on her wrist so she was sitting beside him. "You will love this movie I am sure." She smiled up at him.

The title sequence rolled across the screen. It faded in, then out. Young Elizabeth Swan stood singing on a ship which was travelling on the water.

Before long, the credits began to roll. The music was playing, but no words came out of the two watchers. In fact, they had both fallen asleep during the final scene. TinTin's head now rested in Alan's lap, and his head rested lightly on the headrest.


Jeff woke at 6:30am. As he walked to the kitchen to get his daily dose of caffeine, he could hear Gordon slicing through the water smoothly. Gordon will be Gordon. I'll make sure his breakfast is ready when he comes in. Walking past the lounge, he could hear sound coming from the speakers. Walking into the room, he found his youngest son and TinTin fast asleep. At least Alan was able to get to sleep without any nightmares. Placing a blanket over them, he crept out of the room quietly and smiled to himself.


Chapter 8 is complete! Finally you all say. It's been a while.

Gordon: It sure has sister.

When did you get here?

Gordon: No long ago. I brought virtual cookies.

Can I eat them?

Gordon: No.

So why did you make them?

Gordon: Well you could give them to people who review, couldn't you?

Yes I could. I hope everyone enjoyed the story and if you review…

Gordon: I want to say it.

Go ahead. Quickly now, we don't want to waste any more time here Gords.

Gordon: If you like the story and you want to see more written, please review. I'll give you a virtual cookie!

Thank you Gordon. If I get 4-5 or more reviews, I'll post the next chapter. I don't know how much interest there is in this story so please – even if it is just one word – tell me if you like it or not.

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-LittleMissT.B.!