Will woke up with a shock. It felt like 1,000 stories had just been written about his and his friends' lives. He checked the water clock. It read 6:00 am. Quickly he got up, got dressed, and ran out of the cabin.

"Tug! Wake Up!" Will said to his horse. He grabbed the saddle from off the wall, and saddled the alert horse. With amazing speed, he jumped onto the saddle, and shot off like a rocket towards Castle Redmont.

When he arrived the castle was already buzzing with activity. Making his way to the stables, he got another strange feeling that these people who he didn't know, knew his whole life story. "How do these people know about me, Tug?" 'Will, didn't you know a guy named John writes about your life?' Tug responded. "Tug! Why didn't you ever tell me that? Is it that farmer John Peter? Or that Scribe John Rickerson?"

Tug snorted, 'Nevermind.' Will glared at the shaggy horse, "Fine then. Don't tell me." He rubbed Tug down and gave him an apple. After that he ran up to Halt and Pauline's apartment. "Halt! Halt!" He called while knocking rather loud. The door swung open to reveal a rather grim Halt. "Will, why do you have to come so early? I can't even go 8 hours without hearing your loud voice!"

Will looked very frantic. "There are people writing about us, Halt. They are stalkers!" Halt looked at him with an agitated expression, "Will, nobody stalks you! And nobody writes about us! Your just imagining things, like that time you imagined The Annoying Orange!" Then all of a sudden they appeared at a party along with Horace, Cassandra, Alyss, Lady Pauline, King Duncan, Baron Arald, Skandians, and Sir Rodney!

They looked around scared. (Even Halt was afraid!) There were people they all didn't know. Like thousands of them. "Surprise!" Everybody yelled. One little girl walked out of the crowd and asked Will, "May I have your autograph, Mr. Treaty?" Everybody had eyes on Will, waiting for him to give an answer. "Uhhh. Sure, I guess?" He quickly signed the notebook she held out. "Eeeeeeep!" She squealed. Then she ran back into the crowd.

Next a boy named, Chris, walked out of the crowd, "What are you all standing there for? It's your 1,000th story party! Celebration!" He said. "Wooooooo!" The crowd yelled. "Now hold up! We don't even know you people! How do you expect us to celebrate with you!" Halt yelled. Then the crowd replied in union, "Oh, but we know you, Halt." Then Halt replied, "Good enough for me!" After he said that, he walked into the crowd, grabbing a piece of cake on his way to the karaoke machine.

Then the Araluens and Skandians, walked into the crowd to celebrate with the authors and reviewers of Ranger's Apprentice FanFictions.