Molly the Mighty and the Haunted Toilet

Molly the Mighty
and the Haunted Toilet
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"Mum!" squealed Fizz. "Molly's put ketchup in the cornflakes again!"
"Oh why!?" moaned Mum. It was obviously too early in the morning.
"Oh, I've told you countless times, it gives it more flavor!" Molly crowed.
"For you maybe, but for us it's incredibly disgusting. I've had just about enough of your practical jokes lately." Mum snapped.
"What practical jokes?"
"You know exactly what practical, madam. Putting toothpaste in shampoo containers and toothpaste in shampoo containers. Putting full coffee cups outside Lauren's room so she can't get out. Luckily you were found by security before putting soap in the trumpets at Westminster abbey!"
Molly gazed longingly, imagining the state trumpeters blowing bubbles at the royal wedding.
"Why do they call them 'practical jokes?" said a teary Fizz. "They're not very practical or that funny."
"They're well funny and are practical because they give me entertainment."
"You're last stunt wasn't practical or funny at all.
"What? Switching the shower-water pipe and the sewage pipe was insanely funny."
"No. Putting onion skin all over the bathroom floor-
"Sssshh!" Molly hissed, glancing at Mum.
"Don't you dare frame me. I never put onion skin all over the bathroom. That's the lamest prank ever.
"Well then, it wasn't me so whose going to clean it up?"
"Lauren, bonehead! She's the cleaning lady! Don't tell me you clean your own room!"
But before Fizz could answer, a woman Molly did not like strolled into the room, stretching.
"Good morning, girls!" sang Belinda. "What a lovely day. Fancy a walk?"
"No. I have a life, you know! Me and Tom Brooks are gonna water-balloon Miss Kraken as she comes from the hairdressers!"
After a silence, Mum warned, "Actually, Molly, that doesn't help your case."
"Come on! I thought a nanny's job was to only make sure we don't die, not to force into freak field trips!" roared Molly
"Fine, fine, do what you want..." Belinda could see why the other nanny had a nervous breakdown.

Mum had called to warn Miss Kraken of possible attack and informed Tom's mum about the plan, so Molly had time to investigate the great mystery of the onion peel. She put on her favorite Ghost Hunters cap and strutted into the upstairs washroom. Fizz was already there, wearing her favourite FBI cap and had her csi kit drawn out.
"No need to worry, Detective Woods is on the case!"
Fizz raised her eyebrows. "Yeah, sorry, Detective Woods is already here."
Fizz's csi kit consisted of a microscope with clear slides, fingerprint powder accompanied with brush, and tweezers.
"I have a black light light some where, but I can't find it!" she growled in frustration.
"Oh. Shame." mumbled Molly, remembering losing that black light in a bet to Joe Bently.
"My hypothesis is... someone was using the toliet last night while eating an onion."
"Fizz, never take up creative writing. I think the bathroom is haunted."

Fizz only got up at 11:58 because she really needed to pee, but discovered Molly sitting on the toilet seat glued to her ipod touch.
"Oh, honestly, Molly! Don't tell me your up playing angry birds at this hour!"
"No, idiot. Remember when we went camping in Pluckley last Easter? It's like the most haunted location in the U.K, so I brought a few ghost hunting apps. This one records sounds ghosts make."
"You're the idiot for thinking those things work."
"Shut up, it's midnight. Spirit, I have traveled many miles to help you. Tell me your name!" Molly moaned.
"Many miles!? Your bedroom is across the hall!"
"Pay no attention to this degraded mongrel. Tell us why you haunt this loo."
Molly waited about 10 seconds and then pressed the play back button.
"Shut up, it's midnight. Spirit, I have traveled many miles to help you. Tell me your name! Many miles!? Your bedroom is across the hall! Pay no attention to this degraded mongrel. Tell us why you haunt this loo."
"Oh my heavens, it is haunted!" yelped Molly. Fizz just rolled her eyes. Fizz was two years younger than Molly and two times more intelligent. But then Molly pressed the play back button again.
"Oh my heavens, Get.......... it is haunted! Out........"
Both girls gasped.
"Molly.........stay...........away.......from......my........plumbing!..I.......will......get.......you!!"
Molly ran out screaming.
Fizz saw it as an opportunity to use the toilet in peace.
"Well, that'll stop her from fiddling with the shower pipes anytime soon, won't it fizz?" shouted Lauren through the air vent.