Comedy is a double bladed sword. It can make people like you, and it can make people hate you. But there is one thing that it will never do.
It will never help you.
-Some high dude I found.
This is the story of a boy named Andrew.
Andrew was a 19 year old boy. He had mild depression issues. He played DDLC. Then all of a sudden Monika came and cured his depression, yada yada, exposition.
But then an unknown bad guy took Monika away. Oh no! Now he's sad again and almost kermits sewer side. Then Monika comes back and saves the day! PSA like message at the end, horrible cop out ending, and that's how you make a fanfic!
It took almost 70 hours, and in the end garnered moderate attention. All in all, not a bad first fic. But it felt wrong.
A cop out ending to the first fic? That can't set a good standard of what I write! But that will be fixed now!
Introducing, The Redo.
And also, the name The Redo also has to do with the story, not just this part right here.
Good meeting.
I will publish this with this chapter, and chapter 1.
From there, I will be regularly updating, so make sure to keep an eye out.
Unless you hate it.
In which case, Fuck you.
Thanks,
-Garbage Mammal
