Insomnia

By Waiting for my Munkustrap

It was 1:41 in the morning. The night was eerily silent, without even the usual sound of cars cruising down the roads that surrounded the junkyard. Mungojerrie the het author was sleeping peacefully in his bed beneath the window, when there was a sudden CRASH! The window shattered and a soft, white form landed roughly on the foot of the bed. It was Victoria the slash author!

"Victoria!" Mungojerrie cried. "How did you do that? My room is on the second floor!"

Victoria just sprawled out on Mungojerrie's bed so that they were lying head-to-foot and groaned, "I can't sleep."

"So you just decided to break in through the window?"

"Yes. Amazing we haven't been cut by the glass. May I have a pillow?"

Mungojerrie handed her a pillow. "Have you tried writing fanfiction to help you get tired?"

"Whaaaaat?" Victoria asked, sitting up. "That's a brilliant idea, Jerrie! Let's write one together!"

Mungojerrie recoiled and gasped. "Victoria! How blasphemous! I am a het author and you a slash author. Our kingdoms have been at war, since the dawn of the internet. We would be severely punished by the great fanfiction authors if we dared mix het and slash."

Victoria was horrified! "What will they do to us!?"

"Take away our laptops so we have to write fanfiction BY PAW."

"Hush!" Victoria cried, pressing a finger to Mungojerrie's lips. "They can't keep us apart! We are the revolution!"

She threw her arms around Mungojerrie's neck and kissed him passionately.

"Woah, woah, wait," Mungojerrie protested, pulling away. "We're making out, now?"

Victoria rolled her eyes. "Of course we are; this is a fanfiction."

"Fair enough."

So they kissed each other passionately.

"Now," Mungojerrie began after a solid twenty minute make-out session with Victoria the slash author, "let's write some fanfiction so you can get to sleep."

"Ooh - I know! Let's tell the story of tonight: How I crashed through your window and we randomly started making out."

"Nah, WaitingForMyMunkustrap already wrote that."

"Damn!" Victoria snapped her fingers in defeat. "Why do all the good ideas have to taken?"

"But I have the best idea ever!" Mungojerrie argued. "We'll write a story about a slash author and a het author that defy the odds and become friends. Rom/meo and Julihet, if you will."

"Jerrie, that's so stupid."

"BREAKING MY WINDOW AT 2 IN THE MORNING WAS STUPID, VICTORIA."

Victoria yawned. "Well, it worked, didn't it? I'm tired, now. Far too tired to make it back to my own den. I'll just have to curl up by your feet and sleep here, in this pile of broken glass."

"But-"

But Victoria was already fast asleep.

Mungojerrie curled back up, ready to get back to sleep, himself. He grumbled, "Damn slash authors," before falling into a deep slumber.