I let out a shrill whistle and woke up Adli.

He jolted awake and rolled off the monitor landing on the keyboard.

He looked up at me and yawned.

" Come on, Adli! I’ve got some good ideas!" I beckoned placing him back on top of the monitor.

"Why are you a morning person? Can’t you sleep in? At least until 7?" Adli mumbled.

"That’d be wasting the day. Now listen up. I’ve got to finish up ‘White Ranger’ so I can start on my new series."

"Ok. Ok. What story are we working on right now?"

"The untitled one after ‘White No More’."

"You mean the one with that Bob guy?"

I nodded.

"Where the heck did you come up with a name for monster like that?" He asked stretching and reaching to put on his miniature bunny slippers.

I shrugged. "I wanted to be original."

"I should say so."

"Don’t start. Now let’s get cracking. Spring Break’s almost over, and I want to get through this story before then."

"Ok. Read what we have so far."

I read over the page and then waited for Adli to reply.

"Hello?" I asked.

"You’re done? That was it? Looks like we better get to work."

We wrote and rewrote a few pages before I got really frustrated and deleted the whole thing.

"Kari! What’d you do that for?" Adli asked staring at the blank screen.

"It wasn’t working. We need some extra help around here, Adli. We really do."

"Did some one ask for some help?"

Adli and I shot our heads upward to where my 3 stuffed animals sat across my monitor.

"Please don’t tell me one of you spoke." I pleaded.

"Oh contraire. I spoke." George, my little brown ape, said raising his hands in the air.

Adli and I tossed each other a worried look.

"You said you needed more help and hear I am!" George went on swinging down onto my lap.

I looked down at him uncertainly.

"You always get to help! It’s my turn!" I slowly lifted my head to find Rudolph, my furry little ferret, so named because he had this bright red nose and all black fur.

"Hello? It’s definitely my turn!" My head turned toward Fredrick The Ankle Biter, my little 3 inch long pound puppy, so named because of a kid at school said he looked like an ankle biter.

George jumped back up to the monitor and socked Rudolph in the face knocking him off the computer desk and onto the tile below.

My eyes darted down there and Rudolph managed to shimmy his way up the desk and back onto monitor where a ferocious fight ensued.

Adli and I watched for a second still not wanting to believe that my stuffed animals just came alive.

Finally I stuck my fingers in my mouth and whistled sharply.

They stopped.

George still had Rudolph by the tail upside down. He dropped him and I caught him as he took the deathly course to the tile once more.

" I’m afraid that the Power Rangers are going to walk in here next." I muttered to Adli.

"Be careful what you ask for girl. Looked what you just did. We barely get along and now we have these guys to deal with." Adli shot back.

"It’s not my fault. I didn’t think that stuffed animals were supposed to come alive!" I whispered.

"Did you think a dragon would come flying in your house either?"

He did have point. My life was getting stranger and stranger.

"Ok. I think I made a huge mistake. Are you sure you guys are alive?" I asked my face still full of surprise.

"Very alive, thanks to you. You have such an imagination that you brought us to life. Not to any one else but you. You better not talk to us when other people are around. They’ll think you’re crazy." George warned batting at Fred’s ear. Fred bit him in response.

"Too late." I declared.

Adli snickered from his perch on my shoulder.

I glared at him.

"So where do we start?" George asked swinging down and fooling with my mouse.

I rubbed my forehead thoughtfully.

"This can’t be happening. Please tell me it’s not happening." I mumbled.

"Would if I could Kiddo." Adli answered.

George scanned over my latest story, ‘White No More’.

"Wow! That’s some good writing we got there! Now what’s the trouble? Can’t figure out what to do next?" George exclaimed.

"Yeah. I’m totally stuck."

" I like this whole Zhane, Nikki friendship. It’s cute. Ok. Down to business." George started ordering people around. No one moved.

"Come on people! Let’s get down to business!" He shouted.

Startled we snapped into motion, me arranging myself in my chair ready to type. Adli hopped up onto my head and settled into my hair peering down at the screen.

Fred hopped onto one shoulder and Rudolph onto the other.

"Why don’t you bring back Tommy? If Nikki’s gone and lost her powers Tommy will be a good source to bring in. You can put him after the other rangers find out that Bob is Nikki’s clone. Ok?"

I nodded and jotted it down on the yellow legal pad next to me.

"Oooo! I have an idea!" Rudolph squeaked, scaring me half to death.

"Well what is it?" I asked, starting to get used to the idea of these guys.

"Why don’t you have Bob trying to kill the other rangers? I’d like to see little petite Nikki running around with an axe or something."

I snickered, and wrote it down. "I don’t know about the axe thing, but that should work well."

"I have a idea also!" Fred shouted in the other ear.

I jumped again and decided after today they would be better off on the monitor.

"Shoot." I replied.

"Ok. We have the ranger’s turn into pieces of furniture and sell them!"

The room was dead quiet and all eyes were on Fred.

He shrunk back. "Just a thought."

I shook my head. "Where do you guys get your personalities?"

"You created them. When you put us down at your computer you wondered about what we’d be like if alive. And as soon as you spoke about us we were here. Personality and all."

I nodded thoughtfully. "I guess you’re right."

"All we’re talking about ideas, I have one for a standalone."

I realized George was just like I’d imagined. Strong, and full of ideas. Smart and bossy.

"Go for it."

" Ok. I know how much of a follower of Tommy you are. You and that blasted Pirate site." He scoffed.

I shot my head up and poked him the stomach with the eraser of my pencil. "Don’t diss my site. Definitely off limits. I’ll tell Falconfyre and I’m sure she’ll make you regret it."

"Ok. Ok. Back to my idea. I know it’s been done like a million times but I want to see what you can do with the whole letter to Tommy from Kim."

"Oh come one Georgey! That’s been done too much! It’s overused!" Rudolph spoke up.

"I like the idea!" George challenged.

" I say she does something with Turbo. She hasn’t done anything with Turbo." Rudolph reasoned.

"Well…If I might speak. The reason I haven’t is because I’m waiting. I’m planning on a series with a whole new Turbo Season. I want to keep Tommy around a little longer."

George made a rude noise and crossed his arms over his chest.

I picked up my pencil again. "Don’t make me hurt you, Monkey boy." I narrowed my eyes at him.

George stood out of reach, "Ok. Ok. I’ll keep my opinion to myself."

Now how did I manage to create him with a dislike of Tommy? He’s one of my fav. Rangers.

Fred spoke again. " Can we write a Tommy and Tanya story?"

"NO!" Adli, George, Rudolph and I shouted in unison.

I shuddered. "Please don’t even SAY those names in the same sentence!"

Fred looked hurt. I guess he was the sensitive one.

"Don’t worry about it Fred. I’ll use one of your stories as soon as possible, I promise!" I said patting him on the head.

He smiled.

"Ok. Back to ideas. I need to work on a Cassie and Phantom story one of these days. And I need to work on my ‘Tots to Superheroes’ series. Whatever possessed me to write that, I’ll never know." I mumbled.

"We’ll help you out with it." George reassured.

"But first you need to finish up the ‘White Ranger’ series." Rudolph spoke.

"Right. Let’s go work on that right now!" Fred barked.

We laughed and I went into my document.

THE END…Well… for now at least.