We start our story with a few changes. The kid's name in this fanfiction is Reed. Reed was just casually playing a video game in the wintertime, by himself, sick in bed, so not really that casual. Anyway, Mom came into his room to check on him.
"You feeling any better?" Mom asked.
"A little bit." Reed responded.
"Guess what."
"What?"
"Grandpa White is here."
"Mom, can't you tell him that I'm sick?"
"Well, he's here because you are sick."
"He's gonna call me 'Speeda Reeda', I hate that."
"Maybe he won't."
Ty White, now suddenly an old man, bursts into the room. He has a present under one arm.
"Hey! How's Speeda Reeda, huh." Grandpa White said brightfully, grabbing Reed by the shoulder and shaking him a little. Reed rolls his eyes over to Mom, who just sighs.
"I'll leave you two pals." Mom says, and leaves the room.
Really Mom, now what? Reed thinks to himself, annoyed that this part of the story needs to happen first.
"I brought you a special present." Grandpa White said in a cheery mood.
"What is it?" Reed asked hopefully.
"Here, open it up."
As Reed took the gift and opened it. His hopefulness dropped at the site of the packet of paper with a simple title on the front. 'The Miraculous Princess Bride, by Ty White fanfiction'. Of course his Grandfather would do something like this. But Reed didn't really know much about Grandpa White, so he couldn't possibly know how well he can write a story.
Looking back up at him, Reed was, you might guess, disappointed and confused. "A Fanfiction?" he said, not sounding excited.
Grandpa White replied proudfully, "That's right. When the creator of this fanfiction decided that this crossover was a good idea, he searched on to see if anyone else has done it. When he realized that he might have been the first person to come up with this idea first, he quickly typed up the first chapter. And now, I'm going to read it to you." He sat down in a chair next to Reed's bed.
What the… Reed thought. "Is it any good?"
"Are you kidding. It's Miraculous."
"Grandpa, do you really need to make that pun?"
"Who do you want to read this to you, Chat Noir?"
"No, eh… there's something I don't understand. You wrote this right."
"Reed, I'm Ty White the character, not the author."
Reed paused, then said "I don't get it".
"You'll catch along later."
Reed was still confused. But instead he said "alright, I guess I'll keep reading this."
"Oh well, thank you. That's very kind of you. Your vote of confidence is…"
"Grandpa."
"Alright."
Clearing his throat, Grandpa White began reading. "The Miraculous Princess Bride. By, well, yours truly." He flipped over the page.
"Chapter One. Marinette was raised on a small bakery in the country of France. Her favorite past times were riding her horse and tormenting the young apprentice at her father's bakery, who worked there. His name was Adrien, but she never called him that." Grandpa White then asked Reed, "Isn't that a wonderful beginning?"
Reed responded "Yeah, I see what you did there. I actually expected that."
Reassuring, Grandpa White said "Okay, okay. We'll just keep reading."
