There once was a lass named Cris.
Unlike her friends, she liked Eridan the best.
Of course to her buddies, that sounded like a whole load of piss!
I flipped my straight brown hair out of my eyes as my fingers rapidly flew over my keyboard, the fanfiction I was writing fresh from the deep, dark, twisted corners of my mind.
No, I was not writing about sober Gamzee. That crap is screwed up in so many ways.
No, I was writing about Eridan. The very thought of him made me swoon. All of my friends may call me crazy (and believe me, they do) but He will always be my favorite characters.
I love guys with accents.
And hey, who cares if he has fins?! They make him look even more cute. Hey Eridan, I like scarves too! " Cris, get off that damn computer. We're going to the beach tomorrow and if you fall asleep in the water and drown I'm not saving you!" My older brother called from the living room. My eye twitched. Me and my brother live alone in this big house in North Carolina, and he's a total control freak, and over protective. I'm probably never going to get a boyfriend with him around. I turned the computer of, rolling my eyes at my brothers command. Little did I know, tomorrow was the day I was going to meet a CERTAIN fish boy.
Oh god was I unprepared.