Pegasus Reads a FanFic (A Fable),
or
A Thinly Disguised Rant about Fanfiction
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh.
The day was warm and sunny, the weather beautiful. Everyone was outside having fun, and Pegasus decided this was day was being nice simply to curse him. He was, to put it simply, bored. He couldn't stand being bedridden; he needed something to do, to keep his mind from going mad from lack of use. Whilst being stuck in the hospital, he'd by now exhausted his Funny Bunny comics he'd had brought in (reading them all several times over, he was that bored), and he couldn't be bothered to get his staff to get him more. Besides, Funny Bunny needed more then just the comic itself, it needed a comfy chair, it needed wine and cheese, it needed a lack of stabbing pains in the hole where his eye used to be. Besides, he couldn't take alcohol with the painkillers anyway. Cursing the weather, he resigned himself to try to get to sleep when he spotted something out of the corner of his remaining eye.
It was a laptop computer, provided for him by the company for work, supposedly. He hadn't touched it since he got in the ward, but there was nothing else to do at the moment. He opened it up and looked at the work, then immediately discarded it. He was bored, and CEO. Who could fire him? He opened the Industrial Illusions browser and, having no other ideas, searched for some Funny Bunny related stuff. What he was about to find would shock and disturb and yet amaze him. (No, he will not discover , close though). It was unlike anything he'd ever seen before. It was strange and foreign, it was popular and yet, somewhat unknown.
It was, fanfiction.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh.
The day was warm and sunny, the weather beautiful. Everyone was outside having fun, and Pegasus decided this was day was being nice simply to curse him. He was, to put it simply, bored. He couldn't stand being bedridden; he needed something to do, to keep his mind from going mad from lack of use. Whilst being stuck in the hospital, he'd by now exhausted his Funny Bunny comics he'd had brought in (reading them all several times over, he was that bored), and he couldn't be bothered to get his staff to get him more. Besides, Funny Bunny needed more then just the comic itself, it needed a comfy chair, it needed wine and cheese, it needed a lack of stabbing pains in the hole where his eye used to be. Besides, he couldn't take alcohol with the painkillers anyway. Cursing the weather, he resigned himself to try to get to sleep when he spotted something out of the corner of his remaining eye.
It was a laptop computer, provided for him by the company for work, supposedly. He hadn't touched it since he got in the ward, but there was nothing else to do at the moment. He opened it up and looked at the work, then immediately discarded it. He was bored, and CEO. Who could fire him? He opened the Industrial Illusions browser and, having no other ideas, searched for some Funny Bunny related stuff. What he was about to find would shock and disturb and yet amaze him. (No, he will not discover , close though). It was unlike anything he'd ever seen before. It was strange and foreign, it was popular and yet, somewhat unknown.
It was, fanfiction.