"Oh mother…THIS IS NOT FAIR, DAMNIT!"

"Since when did I play fair?" Chase Young asked, a smirk playing across his face. "You've been writing long enough to know that Chase Young doesn't know the meaning of 'fair.'"

"But- but- I'm a narrator! YOU CAN'T JUST KILL THE NARRATOR! I swear that if you let me go- no more Wuya pairings!"

Chase looked contemplative. "Throw in a Kimiko and remove that disgusting Chack you have up and you've got a deal."

"But that fic has, like fifty reviews! All right, fine!" the young girl said when the Immortal raised his hand in preparation to snap, "I'll get rid of the Chack, just please let me go! I'm too young to die!"

Chase chortled. "Good girl." He snapped his fingers and the Big Cats that were surrounding the girl. "Now get out of my sight," the man hissed. The girl nodded vigorously and fled through the front doors.

"Next," the Evil Prince called, sitting back comfortably in his chair.

Another girl walked in. She looked to be about sixteen and had short, dark brown hair that was down to her chin. She was wearing a black tank top with colorful designs on the front, blue jeans and converses. "Hey, Chase," she said somewhat nervously. "What a pleasant surprise it was when I found the invitation on my pillow, asking me here…again."

Chase sighed, sitting forward and tapping his fingers on the armrests. "Alison," he addressed the girl, who stiffened at the slightly hostile tone, "Welcome back." There was a slight pause where Alison gulped, trying to keep from shaking. "Do you have any idea why you're here?"

"Well," the girl said slowly, "I've started a new Tom Hermione fanfic…"

Chase sighed again. "It isn't that." he said, irritated. "It's because you made your one story- ugh, what's it called…" the immortal shifted through some papers that appeared in his hands, "Ah! The Evil In Our Hearts. You made The Evil In Our Hearts a cliff hanger. The fans want more! I want more."

Alison chuckled uneasily. "Well, I thank you for the compliment," she said, bowing her head slightly, "But I need to focus on my other work a little. You know, give other kids what they want."

The Immortal growled. "What about what I want, hm? I thought I meant more to you then that."

"You do!" the girl said quickly, "But I have two other works that need attention. They're like babies, stories. You produce them, care for them and others fawn over them."

Chase narrowed his eyes. "Well, make another baby, then!"

There was a thick silence before the youth started snickering. "Only if you'll be the father," she muttered under her breath.

"What was that?"

Alison stopped laughing. "Oh, uh- nothing."

"Well, then," Chase continued, "Hop to it! I give you two days for the first chapter!"

The girl sighed, defeated. "Yes, sir." She deadpanned, turning around and starting for the door. "Stupid Immortals…" she added to herself, "Think they own the place…"

Fin

A/N: Yes, there will be a sequel, but I need to get myself together, first. XP