Stink and Ink were walking down Sunset Boulevard in Hollywood. CRASH! Stink bumped into a pole.

“Are you hurt Stink?” Ink said, eating the rest of Stink’s chocolate.

“No and take your filthy hands off of my chocolate,” Stink said, trying to steal the chocolate back.

“Do you think we should visit our parents?”

“Sure,” Ink said, “but we should prepare one question to annoy them, and why are you changing the subject? Ink bit her fingernails as if they were chocolate.

“No reason,” said Stink.


“Because we killed them, remember?”

“Oh right, I had forgot.” Ink said.

“Ink, don’t be so stupid. We can get our answers to where we were born from Aunt Pink and Uncle Think.”

“Okay, but when do we go?”


“Yes, right now,” said Ink.

Stink and Ink’s Aunt Pink and Uncle Think lived in a pink house because Aunt Pink loves the color pink.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

“Now who in the world would that be?” Aunt Pink said. “Don’t come in.”

“Too bad,” Stink said. “Let us come in or I’ll break down the door.”

Aunt Pink opened the door.

“Hi,” Stink said, licking his fingers, ignoring Aunt Pink.

“Hello,” Ink said.

“You two again?” Aunt Pink said.

“Where’s Uncle Think,” Ink asked.

“I’m coming,” Uncle Think said from upstairs.

“We got one questions to ask the both of you,” Stink said.

“Ask away,” Uncle Think said.

“Can you tell us why we were named Stink and Ink?” Ink asked.

“Well, Stink was born with an odor and Ink was born covered in dark slime.”

“Thanks for your time, bye,” Stink said as he walked to the door.

“Wait,” Uncle Think said.

“What?” said Stink.

“We saw a poster outside. Maybe you could use it,” Uncle Think said.

“What for?” said Stink.

“Because if you had the 500k award you might share it with us,” Aunt Pink said.

“Why should we share it with you?” Ink said.

“Because we’re the ones who showed you the poster,” Aunt Pink said.

“Sure,” Stink said but he crossed his fingers.

“Thanks for all your time,” Stink said.

“Bye,” Ink said.

The twins headed down Melrose Avenue.

“That wasn’t annoying at all.”

“What wasn’t annoying?” said Stink.

“That whole interaction,” said Ink.

“Whatever,” said Stink.

“Let’s get out of here.”

As stink and Ink walked home, Spy Master did his business next to a nearby bush.

“Ink, how would you like to become a boy?” Spy Master asked. “But only for a week.”

“No,” Ink said. “Boys are so disgusting, they don’t care about fashion. But, it does sound interesting. When can I start?”

“After you finish your new mission,” Spy Master said. “Which is to soak Jasion in toilet water. He has become the Flaming
Sorcerer of Death.”

“The cops are offering $500K for his capture,” Said Ink.

“Forget about the cops,” the Spy Master said. “You work for me.”

“We understand,” Stink said. “But why toilet water?”

“I just want to be mean he to him,” Spy Master said. “So I’ll just present you with two fully filled toilet water guns.” The Spy Master pulled the guns from his coat pocket and handed them to the twins.

“That brand is way old,” Ink said. “You should get in fashion.”

“Two machine guns,” Stink said.

“Only water guns,” Spy Master said.

“What else have you got?” Ink said.

“The new and improved water gun,” Spy Master read off of the package. “Water gun, sprays out water rapidly and can carry three bottles of water to spray at a time. Caution: The gun’s weakness is chocolate. It will clog.”

“But Ink doesn’t get to be a boy,” Spy Master said.

“Fine, but we get new spy suits and all the accessories because ours are falling apart,” Stink said. “Or we’ll quit.”

“Well none of my business,” Spy Master said. “But you better not quit or I’ll hire Jasion to kill you.” he said, bluffing.

“Fine then deal with Jasion yourself,” Ink said to Stink.

“Oh no or I’ll take your spy ID,” Spy Master said. “Yes,” Spy Master said sarcastically.

“Give us new suits first,” Ink said, trying to grab a chocolate bar from Spy Master’s pocket.

The twins went to the hospital and stole some needles. They needed them to drug the Spy Master. It would be best if he were unconscious for their mission. They took the bus from the hospital to the Spy Master’s lab. They shot the Spy Master while he was not looking and he fell out of his chair. His mask fell off. It was actually Jasion. Stink and Ink took out their cameras and snapped a few pictures of the flaming sword and ran.

“Why are we running?” Stink said. “We have water to spray at the flame sword.” They ran back and sprayed water at Jasion’s flaming sword. “Now to the police.”

“What is the number again?”

“I think it’s 311,” Ink said.

Stink took out his cell phone and dialed 311.

“Hello MUNI service,” a man said.

“Um… sorry wrong call,” Stink said.

Next he dialed 111, 211, 411, 611, 711, 811, and 911.

“Hello police, may I help you,” a man said.

“Yes,” Stink said. “I got Jasion and the legendary flaming sword but they’re drenched in toilet water, now give us the money on the poster.”

The poster pictured the flaming sword and Jasion picking his nose. It offered a 500k reward for his capture.

“I’ll give you the money if you slice Jasion’s head off,” the man said.

“Ok,” Stink said. “Wait, but I don’t have a knife. So I’m going to drag him to the station.”

One minute later…

“How’d you get here so fast?” the man said.

“We were next door,” Ink said. “Our money?”

“Here,” the man said, handing over several stacks of cash.

Ink counted the money. “It’s only $499, 999. You’re missing a dollar.”

“Fresh out.”

“Fine, we’ll just turn him into the Fire Department.”

“Fine, here’s your dollar,” said the man.

Stink turned to Ink. “Give him Jasion.”

“Here,” Ink said.

Aunt Pink and Uncle Think were at home waiting for Stink and Ink to come back and give them some of the reward money.

“Where are they?” Aunt Pink said.

Stink and Ink left the Police Department and wandered down a street. They weren’t paying attention to where they were going.

“Where are we going?” Stink said.

“To Aunt Pink’s house,” Ink said.

“No, No, No,” said Stink.

“Why?” Ink said.

“Because I don’t want to share the money!” Stink said.

“But we’re here silly,” Ink said, laughing.

They stood in front of the big pink house.

“Hello children,” Uncle Think said. “Where is my money?” He stared at their hands.

“Hi! Aren’t you going to invite us in first?” Stink said.

“No! We want the money right now!” Uncle Think said. Aunt Pink walked to the door.

“So where is my money?” Aunt Pink said.

“How do you know if we have it?” Stink said.

“Well, the internet says that you and Ink just captured Jasion and the flame sword!” Aunt Pink said.

“So where is my money?”

“Hey, don’t talk like that,” Uncle Think said.

“Are you talking to me?” Aunt Pink said.

“Yes,” Uncle Think Said.

While Aunt Pink and Uncle Think argued, Stink and Ink stood there looking.

“Should we leave?” Stink said.

“I guess so,” Ink said and turned toward the door.

About the Authors

Hey my name is Holly. I am 11 years old. I live with my mom, dad, and brother. I like to chat with my friends online. I am good at many things such as making people laugh and running. I want to be good at reading someday. I want to be a photographer when I grow up. I am different from other kids because I laugh a lot during class time. One thing I wonder is, why do zebras have to be black and white? If I were a food I would be chocolate because it makes me crazy. I’m starting middle school soon. I hope I’ll get use to my new school. I am also the author of The Time I Went to the Hospital, The Spy Twins, Spy Master’s Death, and this post about our class mural.

Hi my name is Linda and I am 10 years old. I live with my mom, dad, my sisters Lena and Lara and my brother. I like to draw, read and talk with my friends. I am good at spelling and reading. I want to be good at drawing and writing. I want to be a teacher when I grow up. I am different from other kids because I am the only one with braces in Room 2. The thing that confuses me is the reason people have war. If I were I planet I would be Pluto because I like cold weather. I hope I can make as many new friends in middle school as I did in Room 2.

Names by Holly, age 10

My American name

My American name is Holly. It’s a kind of tree popular at Christmas. I like my American name bcause I get to be popular at Christmas. My uncle actually chose my name. He chose Holly because it has an H. He told my mom my name stands for Holiday and Holy spirt.

My Vietnamese name

My Vietnamese name is Mylinh. It means bright sun. My mom chose my name because she liked the meaning of it. I like my vietnamese name because it’s popular like my American name. I like having a name that a lot of other people have even though I usually like being different.

Spymaster’s Death by Kimberly & Holly, both age 9

Stink and Ink were running to the Spy Master’s house. The twins were excited to see him because he helped them get rid of their horrible parents. Stink tripped “Ouch,” he said.

Ink helped Stink up then Ink fell down. “Ouch,” Ink said.

They laughed at each other as they got up. They didn’t watch where they were going and slipped and fell again.

“That hurts like running into a pole,” said Ink.

They both got up and dusted themselves off. They were almost at the Spy Master’s house. They saw a banana peel. They decided to jump over it. Instead they landed on it and slipped. They landed on their butts.

“Ouch,” said the pair again.

They got up and knocked on the door, but nobody answered. They saw the window and climbed through it. They found a note on the table.

Dear Stink and Ink,

I know that you climbed through the window. That’s O.K. because it’s Ink’s house now. I am suffocating from lung cancer. So in my Will I am leaving Ink my house and everything I own. Now Ink, you better share the trillion dollars with Stink. The money is on the floor. Please visit me in the hospital. You need to visit me because if you don’t I will haunt you forever, curse you, take back the money, and when you sleep I will give you nightmares.

The Spy Master

The twins ran as fast as they could to the hospital, rode the elevator up to floor five hundred and five, ran through the wall and ended up in a forest, where many freaky one-eyed monsters lived. The monsters wanted to eat Stink and Ink so they blasted out lasers through their eyes. Stink and Ink grabbed two shields that fell from the sky. The lasers hit the shields and blasted right back into the monsters’ eyes. Their eyes exploded and the monsters died.

“Great,” Stink said. “We just killed twenty monsters that tried to eat us. Now we have to find the way out of this horrible world.”

“Just shut up and go find the way out,” said Ink

“No I have to find the way out and you follow, so you follow me.

“Let me think about that. No! No! No! No! I find a way out and you will follow.”

“Fine be that way, I’ll just find the way out by myself.”

“Fine! Fine! Fine! I’ll follow.”

“Great, I know a short-cut that can never fail and I found it.”

They ran through a forest for thirty minutes. Stink found some sleeping monsters hogging some arrows. Stink and Ink grabbed the arrows and threw them at the monsters’ eyes. Stink and Ink needed to enter a magical vortex to bring them back to Earth or else they would stay in this place forever. A voice spoke over them.

“I will kill you, and you too, I swear,” shouted the Monster King.

The Monster King had five eyes so he shot five lasers at a time. Ink and Stink found five magical spheres and they had five seconds before the spheres blew up. Five, four, three, two, one. The spheres landed in the Monster King’s eye and blew up. The Monster King blew over the mountains, off of the Earth and landed on another planet a hundred trillion miles away, called La! La! Land!

“If we run,” said Stink, “we can get back faster to visit the Spy Master before he dies.”

“I know,” said Ink.

They saw the magical vortex that could bring them back to Earth. They knew about the vortex because the Spy Master had mentioned it before. The vortex was a circle. The vortex shrunk a little bit every minute. When it was half-way gone, they quickly jumped in it and appeared in the Spy Master’s hospital room.

“We got your message,” Ink said. “So here we are.”

“I’m glad you came,” The Spy Master said. “I’ve got something to say. I’m going to die any minute now.”

“Noooooooo!” Stink said.

The heart monitor made a loud beep and the red zigzagging line straightened out.

After the Spy Master was buried, Stink and Ink visited his grave every year. Ink lived in the Spy Master’s house. Every time the twins met, they talked about how great the Spy Master was to them. Even though he left them that threatening note, they still forgave him because he helped Stink and Ink get rid of their horrible parents.

About the Authors

Hi! My name is Holly. I am nine years old. I like to read, write and play. I am good at drawing and running. If I were an animal I would be a cheetah because I can run fast. I really want to be good at kicking someday. When I grow up I want to be an artist. One thing about me that makes me different from other kids is that I like to share.

Hi! My name is Kimberly. I am nine years old and I live in San Francisco with my mom, dad and sister. I like to play Blackjack and I’m good at math. I want to be an artist when I grow up. If I could be any animal, I would be an alligator because alligators have sharp teeth and they eat meat and I love meat! I’m different from other girls because I hang out with boys.

How We Made our Class Mural by Holly & Kimberly, both age 9

At the beginning of the year, we got new lockers in our classroom, but actually they were not new. They were ugly and grey so we decided to cover them with a big collage of San Francisco.

We collected drawings, magazine clippings, pictures of street signs, pictures of kids in our class and photos of San Francisco landmarks.

The buildings are the biggest parts of the mural. To make them, first we drew the shapes of the buildings on paper. Then we cut them out and used sponges to paint them. We made window frame stamps out of foam and stamped the window frames onto the buildings then we cut out the windows and put pictures behind them so it looks like people are peeking out. We collected pictures of our families and put them behind the windows too and glued everything to the lockers with Mod Podge.

When you look at the road, you will see that it looks like a fantasy. First, we ripped up Chinese and English language newspapers and glued the pieces together into collages and used crumpled paper to paint the collages grey. Then our teacher cut the collages into sections of the road and we pasted them together on the mural. The road is sort of like a zigzag. When you look at the sky on the mural you will see stars, space ships, rockets and a helicopter.

The Time I Went to the Hospital by Holly, age 8

When I went to play racing with my friend, I bumped my hand on the wall and it got twisted. It felt shivering cold and it felt like there was electricity in my veins. There was a new teacher. His name was Robert and he helped me go inside, then he gave me an icepack to put on my hand. I saw my dad coming to pick me up. So I told him that I needed to go to the hospital because I broke my arm.

“Next time be careful and don’t break your arm again!” he said, rubbing my back. “You are such a monkey!” My dad’s face was pale and his eyes were looking at me quietly. He looked very sad.

“I am so sorry,” I said. “Next time I won’t break my arm again.”

“Ok,” he said. So we went to the hospital. My dad said the hospital was called the “White Hospital” because the building is white. We went upstairs and took a number out of a red machine. The hospital smelled like old flowers and I heard birds chirping and people talking. I saw bottles of red medicine.

They called my number and we got to see the doctor. She checked my hand and gave me a sticker. It was a High School Musical sticker. I thought the doctor would give me a shot, but that didn’t happen. The doctor’s name was Dr. Tran and she spoke Vietnamese. She asked my dad in Vietnamese how my arm got broken.

She took an x-ray, then looked at my skeleton and saw my broken arm. She said, “We need to put a cast on her arm.”

I had to wait a long time before the doctor called my name again. Finally she called me, then she wrapped a roll of gauze around my arm. She got out a long metal thing. It was a splint. She put it on top of my arm and wrapped more gauze around the splint and my arm. The doctor told us to come back the next day so she could put the plaster on.

When we left the hospital, we saw a bagel store so I asked my dad, “Can you buy two bagels, one for me and one for you?”

He said, “Ok.”

We got bagels then picked up my brother from his school and drove to my mom’s work to tell her about the hospital. Her work is at Stonestown Mall.

After we talked to my mom, I went to go see videogames, then my dad said, “Let’s go home.” So my dad drove me home with my brother. At home I played some of my brother’s games. Then I put a pillow under my hand so I would feel comfortable. I fell asleep.

The next day was Thursday. I went back to the hospital and they gave me another x-ray. It was so painful because the doctor was moving my hand a lot. After she looked at the x-ray, she put on the plaster. When she was done, I couldn’t put my arm close to me because the plaster would stick on my clothes while I waited for it to dry.

I went back to the doctor many weeks later. She took out a machine to cut the plaster. It sounded like snoring when you sleep.

About the Author

Holly is eight years old and she has a brother. Her brother is eleven years old. Holly is good at dodge ball. She loves sports so much! Holly is also good at math and helping other classmates. Her favorite game is tag. This is her first published story.