Me and MyMinion, Mary-Sues, oh and Artemis.
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Summary: There's a Mary-Sue loose in Fowl Manor, time for a time stop and a
visit from the author. Choose the ending! BTW, I never wrote the beginning
to this story, it starts exactly where it starts
Disclaimer: Eoin Colfer lives south of Dublin, I live north, I am not he,
as he can't be in two places at the same time, no, not even him can do
THAT.
A/N- MyMinion is supposed to be the one word, it's the name of my minion,
the high school thing isn't to offend really, just to prove my point- Irish
schools are different!
Chapter 1 The Shambles of The Story
"Oh, Arty." Swooned the Mary-Sue as she batted her eyes and leaned in for the kiss. Her arms draped across his shoulders.
"AND CUT!" Someone screamed, it was the author and she was furious "I leave this place for a week and this is what I come back to? How did the Mary-Sue get in here anyway?"
"Well, I think she crept in from that story," MyMinion said pointing to a now apparent rent in the fabric of Fanfiction!
Pause!
The characters froze, Aarie walked among them, the Mary-Sue stood defiantly her hand raising as she uttered a curse that this world hasn't seen for many an age. It was the curse to persuade the author, Aarie put on a pair of headphones and started singing. In sign language MyMinion asked, "Why isn't she frozen?"
Aarie replied, "Fanfiction, original canon people freeze, Mary-Sue is an alien."
The Mary-Sue flicked her hair back, "Actually I'm an exchange student; I go to Artemis's high school."
Aarie laughed "Séa! Agus tusa an-mhaith le Gaelige, níl aon amhras? An ceap tú go bhfuil tusa an comhnaithe?"*
The Mary-Sue's lip quivered, she was uncertain. Well, what on earth was that non-perfect person saying?
MyMinion whispered "Your Irish grammar is appalling, Aarie."
Aarie handed over a sheet of paper. It had various ways of how she would kill MyMinion and a scribbled note at the bottom saying:
'Do you really think I care? Both you and I know what exactly I got in my last test. We also know what I want to do, and what I will do to the person who irritates me, see above.'
"Where's Juliet?" Said a random friend, later killed by running front of an ambulance, idiot.
"She's away." Said the amoeba** that likes coming into my stories and saying something.
"MyMinion, there's only one thing we can do, create a rival for Mary-Sue, Mary-Susan!"
"Aarie! This is complete idiocy, we'll have two Mary-Sues!"
"No, a Mary-Sue and a Mary-Susan"
"Aaargh!" screamed MyMinion, banging her head of the wall in frustration,
"You aren't acting like a minion much, anyway, we could get them to fight to the death?" "Or we could get flames!"
"Yes! Sparkers***, that what we need!" Both look up to the sky, a large hole appeared in the roof for this purpose.
"Reviewers" they muttered in an almost prayer. "We need your help."
*Is Irish, put in a review whether or not you want the meaning.
** That's a joke of mine, single-celled life forms can't talk, but they always get a line in my stories.
*** Sparkers are flames in good will, people who point out mistakes 'from the goodness of their hearts'
So review, only you can decide Mary-Sue's fate!
Chapter 1 The Shambles of The Story
"Oh, Arty." Swooned the Mary-Sue as she batted her eyes and leaned in for the kiss. Her arms draped across his shoulders.
"AND CUT!" Someone screamed, it was the author and she was furious "I leave this place for a week and this is what I come back to? How did the Mary-Sue get in here anyway?"
"Well, I think she crept in from that story," MyMinion said pointing to a now apparent rent in the fabric of Fanfiction!
Pause!
The characters froze, Aarie walked among them, the Mary-Sue stood defiantly her hand raising as she uttered a curse that this world hasn't seen for many an age. It was the curse to persuade the author, Aarie put on a pair of headphones and started singing. In sign language MyMinion asked, "Why isn't she frozen?"
Aarie replied, "Fanfiction, original canon people freeze, Mary-Sue is an alien."
The Mary-Sue flicked her hair back, "Actually I'm an exchange student; I go to Artemis's high school."
Aarie laughed "Séa! Agus tusa an-mhaith le Gaelige, níl aon amhras? An ceap tú go bhfuil tusa an comhnaithe?"*
The Mary-Sue's lip quivered, she was uncertain. Well, what on earth was that non-perfect person saying?
MyMinion whispered "Your Irish grammar is appalling, Aarie."
Aarie handed over a sheet of paper. It had various ways of how she would kill MyMinion and a scribbled note at the bottom saying:
'Do you really think I care? Both you and I know what exactly I got in my last test. We also know what I want to do, and what I will do to the person who irritates me, see above.'
"Where's Juliet?" Said a random friend, later killed by running front of an ambulance, idiot.
"She's away." Said the amoeba** that likes coming into my stories and saying something.
"MyMinion, there's only one thing we can do, create a rival for Mary-Sue, Mary-Susan!"
"Aarie! This is complete idiocy, we'll have two Mary-Sues!"
"No, a Mary-Sue and a Mary-Susan"
"Aaargh!" screamed MyMinion, banging her head of the wall in frustration,
"You aren't acting like a minion much, anyway, we could get them to fight to the death?" "Or we could get flames!"
"Yes! Sparkers***, that what we need!" Both look up to the sky, a large hole appeared in the roof for this purpose.
"Reviewers" they muttered in an almost prayer. "We need your help."
*Is Irish, put in a review whether or not you want the meaning.
** That's a joke of mine, single-celled life forms can't talk, but they always get a line in my stories.
*** Sparkers are flames in good will, people who point out mistakes 'from the goodness of their hearts'
So review, only you can decide Mary-Sue's fate!