Helllll to the yeah! I've not written a blog story in over a month, how happy am I? ....How happy are you?

Okay so anyway, the Goth Detectives won the right by 10 votes to 1 to be written in along with The Horrors, schoolboy style. Polls are fun, I likes 'em!

This story can be sort of like a tribute to tonight's gig, can't it? The Goth Detectives are doing a gig together in London this very evening. Why aren't I there? I didn't get a ticket at the right time and all the good seats went in like an hour or less.

I could have had the opportunity to go like twice and get good seats but I suck! What happened was, the pre-sale tickets came out like the day before the official release for people who are friends with Russell Brand on myspace [which I am] but I thought, "£50?? Fuck off...." and didn't buy any. Then I realised I actually really wanted to go and had more than enough money to afford £50. The day of the proper release came and they went on sale at 10, I overslept by an hour. I try and buy a couple tickets cause I don't wanna sit alone but they're all shit seats. I see what I can get if I buy one ticket and it's in the stalls like row J so a good view. But me being a DICKHEAD, I didn't wanna sit alone.

It's cool, I've seen them together before, just not since last year...

Anyway, that's the story of a bit of my life! Now here's the story that doesn't involve my life at all but what this post is ACTUALLY about:

Schoolboy story Pt. 1

He whimpered in despair as he checked underneath his bed-covers for what must have been the forth time and took yet another look underneath his bed, moving all of the rubbish that was underneath it with a swift nudge of his hand; tears began to form in his eyes and he rested his forehead on the floor.

"Joshua, what are you doing?" Rhys asked.

"I can't find my teddy bear!" Josh cried, giving in and breaking down into tears, burying his face in his arms and struggling to breathe after each breath in he took.

"Josh, you were eight last month, you don't need one," Rhys said, trying to be mature but frowning slightly and twisting his lip as he watched Josh continue to cry on the floor next to him.

"You don't understand!" Josh exclaimed, turning towards Rhys with tears flowing non-stop down his face. "I've always had that hyena, I can't sleep without it!"

"You do know a hyena isn't technically a teddy bear, right?"

Josh didn't reply, just cried more.

Rhys sighed and opened his arms out to him. Josh lept at him and clung onto his pyjamas, sending Rhys on the floor.

"Josh...you're going to break me!" Rhys said breathlessly.

Josh only replied with crying louder and curling his legs up so his knees were on Rhys' belly. His hand clasped tighter onto Rhys' pyjama top and a button broke.

Rhys smiled and hugged Josh back, leaning his head on his and trying to shush him. "It'll be okay, Josh, just sleep with another toy?" he suggested, looking over at Josh's bed - he had about fifteen toys on there, all sitting together by his pillow like they had been since he had first started nursery.

"It has to be Mr Hyena!" Josh shouted, looking up at Rhys.

"...Okay!" Rhys replied, eyes widening as he swore he saw Josh's eyes turn red.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?"

"Again?" Rhys sighed.

"There was a spider in the bathroom last time, and Mr Hyena didn't comfort me at all, he's scared of them too but you're not," Josh said, trying to make himself sound reasonable.

"Just call me Spider," Rhys said with a proud smile.

"Rhys, you know if you changed your name to Spider, you'd be called 'Spider Webb'," Josh giggled.

"Oh yeah," Rhys said as he thought about the cool name.

"Can we sleep now? Maybe Mr Hyena will come back in the morning," Josh said, getting under the covers of Rhys' make-shift bed on the floor that his mum had made up for him.

*

The next day came rolling by and Mr Hyena still showed no signs of reappearing. Josh didn't understand it, didn't animals always come back when they were hungry? Rhys made Josh get ready for school because they were going to be late and Rhys hated being late.

"I heard some new kids are starting today," Joe said as he put his feet up on Tom's lap, who sat next to him trying to have a nap. His feet were slapped away as Tom turned away from him with a sleepy sigh.

"Looks like Tom didn't sleep til about ten again last night," Faris said.

"Ten?!" Josh exclaimed with his mouth open wide in shock. "People stay up that late??"

"Hey guys," Rhys said, holding up his exercise book to show the others the 'Spider Webb' that he had written in fancy writing all across the paper of the last page. "It's what it would look like if I changed my name to 'Spider'...it makes it look like spider web with two 'b's!"

"I said that," Josh said with a toothy smile.

They all stopped talking as the teacher called for attention.

"She's wearing green this time, I like that," Joe whispered silently to himself, making the others roll their eyes - Joe had always had a crush on their teacher.

"Okay children, pay attention," she said, standing behind her desk and smoothing out her outfit. "We've got two new people starting today in this class so I want you all to make them feel welcome, okay?" she announced with a smile.

The mood in the class changed to that of excitement and anticipation; they had never had new people start in the class before and they all wondered what they would be like.

I hope we can be friends, I like friends. -- Josh

Girls, I hope. -- Joe

Oh good, the class was getting a bit boring. -- Rhys

Is it still okay to pick on the new kids? -- Faris

Zzzzzz... -- Tom

Two skinny little things entered the room, one with a magnifying glass and the other with a strange hat that reminded Faris of Sherlock Holmes type people...he liked reading about detectives and crime.

"We are the Goth Detecti--"

"GOTH DETECTIVES!" the other one yelled, making the whole class laugh. "You've all got faces, cool, normal start," he continued, still making the class laugh.

They can help me look for Mr Hyena! But...do they only detect goths? Was Mr Hyena a goth? -- Josh

Bummer... -- Joe

They look cool, I bet they like my new name too, it's like an undercover name. -- Rhys

I can still take the mickey out of them, the one with the hat looks funny. -- Faris

Zzzzz... -- Tom

The one with the hat got hit over the head with the other one's magnifying glass. "Stop doing that, we have to say it together!"

"Russell Brand and Noel Fielding," the teacher introduced, gesturing at them both to indicate who was who.

"She blew our cover," the one with the hat said, striking a pose that looked like he was going to pounce on the teacher.

"The swine..." the other said, looking at the teacher suspiciously with the magnifying glass, focusing particularly on her chest area.

[to be continued]

What happens next?

* Anyone can join in

* Don't write out what you want me to type - that's my job - just give me ideas

* Too much detail is better than a vague answer

* Feedback is welcome, like sperm to an egg during fertilisation

* Have fun, this isn't a competition!

The idea I pick will get written on the 4th of August, with credit to the person whose idea it was.