So, as you might've guessed, it's 3P. And once again, I am breaking my own rules. So much for writing one chapter at a time... I'm currently working on Fear's Only Spark, Torn Between Night and Day, AND this one. Before long, I'll probably be working on Hanging with the ROTG crew too... *sigh*. Anyway, here ya go, have a thingy. I'd say 3P's origin story, but it's more just all of me, really. Parts that weren't included in fanfictions.

~3P~

(Do I even have to say it? IMAGINARY BREAK LINE! (No wait, line break. I don't even know anymore!))

Unfortunately, unlike so many others, I don't have a cool, mysterious back story. I know, I know, the Guardian of Mysteries doesn't have a mysterious back story. Rub it in why don't you. I literally appeared out of nowhere, I haven't told many people this, so consider it an honour. My counterpart created me, so here I am. You love finding those little 'breaking the fourth wall' moments in TV shows? Well I do that constantly. If there were a fifth wall, I'd be breaking it... is there a fifth wall? I will find out one day.

So I guess it all started with fanfictions. Shocker huh? (Note the sarcasm). I assume my counterpart doesn't know that when she created me, 3P, she actually brought me to life in the fanfiction world. I'm sure if she did she would've thought of something just a smidgen more creative than me appearing for the sake of appearing, and me knowing whatever it is I need to know for the sake of knowing it.

So I suppose I should start at the beginning? Start with me appearing? There's not an awful lot to say, I mean, I appeared, I knew stuff, and I met Aquaria. Pretty boring to read about.

I didn't mention Aquaria? *sigh* Maybe that was for the best. Well, I did warn you it would probably be boring. But to quote my author's note: Anyway, here ya go, have a thingy.

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It felt like I was in the middle of doing something, then suddenly I found myself doing something completely different. Which is weird, since I was literally doing nothing. I just appeared in this world. It's like being born, without the being born part, and already being 12-years-old. I know you obviously wouldn't know what that feels like, but just try to imagine it.

I remember being on the floor face down: it wasn't comfortable. I lifted myself up to sit straight, and slowly processed the huge amount of information I got in that short amount of time. There were the basics, things you learn as a child: talking, common knowledge, just whatever the ordinary 12-year-old would know.

There were fanfiction related things: what fanfictions were, fanfiction slang, how fanfictions work, etc.

And then there were the things I learned about myself. My name was Poke-Potter-Pitch.1, usually referred to as 3P. I was 12, despite not existing before then. I was a fanfiction author created by my counterpart. Minor details about my lair and it's contents, who I already knew, what my centre was and more details that I'm sure you'll either find out later or just aren't interesting/important enough to include here.

It actually gave me quite a headache, thinking about all that.

"Weird," I said out loud to myself, "I'm a fanfiction author that if I wanted to, could do just about anything, yet I can still have headaches."

So, that was my first sentence ever. Majestic wasn't it? I admit I slightly regret it, if I could I would go back in time and make it something slightly cooler. I mean look at the first line in the movie Rise of the Guardians: "Darkness, that's the first thing I remember." It's short, it's catchy and everyone remembers it. And then there's mine, complaining about a headache.

I shakily stood up, taking in my surroundings. Which I actually didn't need to do. I already knew all about it. It looked pretty normal, or at least, what I assumed to be normal. The walls were a cream colour, it had an average living room with a few couches and one light blue chair, which I knew was mine, a black and purple rug in the middle, on top of it a small table and there was a TV screen built into one of the walls.

There was a long corridor with a bunch of doors adorned with different labels that I wanted to go in and explore, despite already knowing their exact contents.

One thing that especially captured my attention was the main door. The one that led to numerous places: the backyard which changed conditions depending on my mood, extra bedrooms that adjusted to the person using them, the space of nothingness that leads to other author's lairs, and so on.

I wanted to try it out as soon as possible, I'd need to use the Merlin spells I inherited from a Merlin OC my counterpart made. Oh yeah, I can inherit traits from OC's. Handy, right?

It was thinking about that, that made me realise I didn't know a single thing about my Earth counterpart. I referred to her as a girl, but only because I am a girl, and people usually wouldn't chose someone of the opposite gender to represent them. I hoped she was about the same age as me, but for all I knew they could've been a 34-year-old man, or 7-year-old kid.

Somehow, I automatically took a slight disliking to this person, whoever they were.

To be honest, I still don't know much more about them besides their name. And unless I'm severely mistaken, it's a girls' name.

One thing I didn't know was what I looked like. I moved my way to the door labeled "Bathroom" and looked in the tall mirror.

I had black hair in a high ponytail, with a fringe styled sideways and two locks of loose hair on either side of my head.

My eyes were purple and I looked a little short for my age.

I wore a pink shirt partly covered by a halfway zipped-up purple jacket, black jeans, pink and black shoes, and a necklace that was constantly changing colour. It could barely even stay one colour at a time.

The strangest thing about my appearance however, were two glowing purple lines that started on the inside sides (I HAVE to find a better name for that) of my wrist, joining up on the back of my neck and ending somewhere on the back of my head, covered by my hair. I knew this was my 'source', or in other words, my way of using fanfiction powers. Well, powers in general really.

If I touch a surface, even a person, purple spirals come off from my hand, onto whatever I'm touching. Well, you can't really call them "spirals", since the circles don't connect. It's more like a ripple in water if anything. The harder I press, the faster the circles travel, and the more distance they cover.

Since that was all that was told to me in my little 'knowledge about myself' brain wave, I assumed that was all they could do. I was obviously wrong, but it's not like I didn't try! I did random things with them in random situations, but it never did a thing, so you can't blame me. I guess you could say they left out most the information on my skills, powers and personality. Besides the fanfiction related things, I had to figure those out for myself. It would've helped if they at least warned me about Sundays...

As I walked back out, I checked the date and time on the black and purple watch I didn't even notice I was wearing before.

"October 13th, Thursday, 2:37 pm," I said, again kind of to myself. I made a mental note to make October 13th my 'birthday'. Like, I know I wasn't 'born', but those were minor details audience, minor details.

Another thing you just might like to know. For one, the previous sentence wasn't meant to be funny because the information I'm about to reveal is in fact something you NEED to know. You literally just MIGHT need to know this: looking back, I find my 12-15 year old self annoying and obnoxious, and I can hardly believe that was me.

So please, don't holds those years against current me. How old is current me you might ask? Well, I suppose you'll find out.

I wasn't entirely sure of what to do next. I could've looked around, tried out some spells, but none of the options really stood out more than the others.

The good news was, I didn't have to choose. The bad news was, I met her.

A rhythmic but gentle knock came from the main door, I went to open it without thinking. Not that I could've left whoever it was out there, if they stay in that space of nothingness for too long they'd be stuck their for eternity.

I opened it, curious as to who would be on the other side. It was fun finding something you didn't know about, being the Guardian of Mysteries.

Before I even had a good chance to see who it was, the person rushed in uninvitedly and hugged me so tight, I could barely breathe.

"3P!" The voice definitely belonged to a girl. It was high and somewhat resembled that of a young child, "How are you? I haven't seen you for ages! Like, forever!"

The easiest way to describe how I was feeling, is confused, but that's an understatement. I literally hadn't ever seen anyone, so I didn't know what she was going on about.

She finally let go of me, and waited for me to say something.

Her face shape, skin and hair colour matched mine. Her hair was styled to have a neat side fringe, two buns, one on both sides of her head, and what was left over of her hair fell over her back. She wore a light blue shirt with bits of pink on it here and there, an open dark blue half-length-jacket (or whatever you call them), a light blue short skirt, long white socks that reached her knees, blue Mary-Jane shoes, a necklace with a blue vial and a blue and pink ribbon in her hair. To sum up, a whole lot of blue. That and a whole lot of girliness.

On her shoulder she also had what appeared to be a... bunny? A plush toy maybe? If it were real, I couldn't tell. That, or I didn't care. Perhaps a bit of both.

I stretched my mind to remember who my brain wave told me this was, and wasn't overly delighted when I did. Aquaria.

"Uh, hi." Well if it isn't the most sophisticated greeting ever.

"Awww what's wrong? Aren't you happy to see your own sister?"

Yes, you read that right. I guess you could say that Aquaria is kind of my sister. Since neither of us were born, we can't be biological sisters, but... you know what don't even ask, it's too confusing. Especially since she doesn't know about the whole 'us two just appearing' thing. She seems to think we've been here all along, so I'm rather curious as to what her 'memories' would be, and what part I would have had to play in them.

"O-Of course! Just surprised, that's all." I was a terrible liar back then, but Aquaria made up for that by being terrible at spotting lies. She still is, though she's getting better. She was two years older than me, so she was 14 at the time.

"Well, I don't know why you'd be surprised, I like, texted you about it yesterday!" I couldn't be bothered to explain to her that I didn't have a phone, or that I didn't even exist yesterday, so I just nodded and apologised for forgetting. "Well no problem! We can still have fun! So," she seated herself in my seat, which actually kinda bothered me, "whatcha wanna do?"

'I want you to go...' I thought to myself, but 12-year-old me being the nice person that I was, instead just said,

"Whatever you want to do is fine."

"Well..." Aquaria shifted uncomfortably in her seat, as if guilty about something, "Actually... would it like, overly bother you, if I were to go do something else? I might've... forgotten about today and made plans with Ryan..."

'Well that was almost too easy' I thought. I was having a silent victory in my mind, not even caring to remember who Ryan was exactly, just knowing he was her boyfriend. Well, her current boyfriend. They never lasted long. When I realised a smile had been growing on my face, I quickly changed it to an sympathetic smile.

"Well," I faked a sigh, "If you must." Then what do you know, I found my self being hugged. Again.

"Thankyouthankyouthankyou!"

"Uh, yeah. No problem. Really no problem..."

So yeah, just in case you couldn't tell, I didn't (and don't) like this person. Luckily she didn't stay too long this time, but if you ask me, any stay for Aquaria is too long. And yes, I realise that was mean. And no, I don't care.

"So I guess like, I'll see you later?"

"Well, if I'm being honest," (which I wasn't), "I'm gonna be kinda busy for a while. Doing, stuff. Fanfiction stuff." I doubt she was even listening, but she agreed anyway.

"Ok so I'll see you then!" And with that she left, making sure to make a peace sign upon exiting the door. I might've seen the bunny wave too, but I couldn't be sure. Is it real? Is it not? We will never know, we will never care. Either way I was just glad that was over much faster than expected. I don't think I could've handled a whole day with her, unfortunately though, now days I have a bit more experience with that.

But anyway! Wait, have I said that yet here? "But anyway" I mean. *Insert long pause*

I can't be bothered to find out. So with that out of the way, let me do that again:

But anyway! I then (again) had nothing really to do. So, deciding to be boring, I went for a walk. How interesting right? Well, admittedly it did turn out to be more interesting than expected, but I'll leave that for the next chapter.

(I should keep track of how many imaginary line breaks I've used)

So... what did you guys think? Those of you bothering to have read this that is. If there are any. But anyway! (There it is again. I need to think of a new way to do these things) Just tell me what you thought of it in a review, and trust me, criticism is very much welcome. I have no idea how long this chapter ended up being, so I'll just ask you guys if you think my chapters should be longer or shorter. *insert Markiplier voice* Bye bye!

...yeah I can't pull that off

~3P~