Just finished with one fanfic and I'm already rolling on to another. Wonderful!
This is another fanfic in the Monster in Paris fandom. I noticed a disturbing lack of assistance for young Monster in Paris writers, and so I decided to found such an organization myself, following the grand tradition of the Official Fanfiction Universities.
This education system is something that all writers should go through before writing through the eyes of someone else's characters. It is simple, it is fun, and there are lot of valuable lessons in it. I have eagerly read several such university fics and found them witty and charming. I'm hoping this comes off the same way.
Somewhere in the US, a young lady was typing busily on her laptop keyboard with a blissful smile. Her name was Candace Francesca and she just finished the most perfect fanfiction that could ever exist for A Monster in Paris! Everything was just like the movie, only better! And this was only her first fanfic, who knew what other stories she could fix! She sighed contentedly and began trying to load it to the site where she wanted to post it. Suddenly, the lights in her room flickered and the screen went black. Cussing inwardly and thinking it was a blackout, she stumbled to her dresser through the dark to find a flashlight. But the lights came on before she opened the drawer and she shrugged her shoulders, turning back to her computer to make sure that her work of art had survived. Then she screamed.
On the desk, sitting just in front of her laptop, was a white monkey in a vest and cap. He gave her a bored look when she screamed and reached into his vest, holding up a note written in perfect cursive.
Be Quiet!
She looked on in shock and did manage to stop squealing. The monkey looked just like the one from the movie, but that was impossible!
The monkey made a satisfied noise, showed his teeth and tipped his hat, then held out another note for Candace to read.
Charles, assistant botanist
She blinked and looked at the monkey, who smiled again. She smiled back a little and Charles reached out a hand to shake hers, which she hesitantly took. After all, didn't he have fleas? After shaking her hand, Charles was all business again, reaching into his vest for another card.
Writing fanfiction for our movie, huh?
Candace looked at the card, then back at the monkey's sarcastic expression, then back at the card again. It had been cute in the movie, but Charles mysteriously having a prewritten card that expressed everything he needed to say seemed almost…creepy when it involved talking to her. The monkey took another card from his vest, which seemed to have a never ending amount of room for them, and held it up to her face.
That's all well and good, but you're not certified yet.
At this she could only stare. Her life had gone from normal to surreal in five seconds flat. She just gave Charles a confused look and he grinned at her, reaching into the other side of his vest and pulling out a small sheaf of papers, setting them down on the desk. Then he reached into his vest and pulled out another notecard.
Just fill these out to get started.
Charles put the note carefully back into his vest and jumped off the table, gesturing for her to sit back down in her chair. Candace did as the monkey asked and sat, looking at the papers on her desk curiously. This had to be some weird kind of dream brought on by falling asleep while putting the final touches on her masterpiece. Charles handed her a pen and she took it, beginning to fill out the papers with amusement, as some of the questions were rather strange.
Name: (Candace didn't really like her own name, and this was a dream so she could do whatever she wanted. She put the name of her character in her fanfic, who was just like her but better) Violettte Cadence.
Age: 15
Gender: female (of course)
Brief physical description: Flowing raven hair, pale skin the color of a white lily, and striking, violet eyes (Candace's hair was plain, boring brown, her face was covered in freckles, and her eyes were just blue, but she decided that her character's description was better than her own.)
Your reasons for wanting to write A Monster in Paris fanfiction: Well to make the story perfect, of course! I loved the characters so much that I wanted everything to go the way it was supposed to for them.
Have you ever written fanfiction before: No, but I'm off to an amazing start!
What kind of fanfiction do you write: (Candace thought about this for a moment before answering.) Romantic, adventurous, and with the perfect ending that left everyone happy and paired off with their true love!
Native language: English
Have you ever written a self-insert or Mary Sue/Marty Stu: Of course I haven't! (Candace fumed at the thought that someone would call one of her perfect characters such a thing, also privately wondering what a Mary Sue/Marty Stu was.)
Previous singing or musical experience: (Candace had never really sung before, besides in the shower, but her character had the voice of an angel, like Lucille but better.) Yes, and I'm really good.
Which character do you lust after in the movie: (Candace almost hissed indignantly at that and wrote angrily) I do not lust after any of the characters in this movie! I've given them all the perfect romances that will make their hearts happy for all time! And my character just so happens to fall in love with Francoeur, but she isn't me! And their love is purer than just simple lust!
Who is your least favorite character: Commissioner Maynott, but don't worry, he had a change of heart in the end and turned himself in, because who could look at Francoeur and shoot him? It's impossible!
Have you ever been to an OFU before (if yes, indicate the institution): No. (Candace had never even heard of such a thing and was still convinced that this was an elaborate dream)
Our administrator, Madam Èlise, await your arrival eagerly.
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Student Signature
Candace signed her character's name, trying to make it as frilly and girly as she could. It the end, the signature was barely legible through all the ornamentation, but it looked really pretty. Candace was really beginning to enjoy this dream now. She'd have to write another fanfic about it!
Charles made a slight sound and held out his hand to her, gesturing to the papers. She smiled and handed them to him courteously.
"Thank you for making this such a wonderful dream, Charles," she said, patting him on the head.
Charles gave her a very unsavory look and held out a final card.
We'll see if you thank me tomorrow.
She smiled, not knowing what he could possibly mean. Charles took her papers and jumped to the windowsill, swinging out quickly. She ran to the window to watch him leave, but he was long out of sight by the time she got there. Smiling, she decided that she'd go to sleep and see if she woke up in another level of the dream Inception style.
By the way, admittance is still open to this university! Just send me a private message with the form filled out by either yourself or a character you'd like to see in this story. I'll try to fit as many of you in as I can!
Now, on to OFUP!