Anywho. Let's get started.
Ax, alone in the barn, slowly moved his upper body to the glue Cassie had used to paste her head back on. He crawled back to the rest of his body and poured glue all over the cut part of his body. Carefully, he climbed up his leg and placed himself back on his body. There we go, he said happily. He looked at the bottle of Elmer's glue. That's the stuff.
He went to find the Animorphs. The author (me) had decided that she was sick of her cousins Hardy and Laurel in her stories, and she had quickly transported them to some sort of parellel universe somewhere in a psycho author's mind. Happily, she had forgotten who the author was, so she couldn't get her cousins back. Ax found his friends celebrating their departure.
"Hey, Ax," Cassie said. "Where've you been?"
I was cut in two in the barn. Didn't you notice?
Everyone in Tobias's clearing looked at each other.
"Oops," Marco said.
Everyone began to party again. The author made a huge sound system appear so everyone could boogey and get down with their bad selves.
Rachel made a face. "That doesn't sound right," she told the author.
The author shrugged. A pen appeared and started writing in permanent ink on Rachel's forehead. "Like I care."
Jake looked at the author. "Is this another fanfic? Am I going to die again? I mean, I'm better than Marco, and even Marco always lives."
Marco stuck his tongue out at him.
The author looked at him pitifully and started writing on his forehead. "If it's a fanfic, it isn't going to have a plot."
Tobias flew off and perched on the sound system. Do you have Hanson? he asked.
Ax gallopped over to him. I know who Hanson is, he said. And it is disgraceful for a bird to like them. He raised the blunt side of his tail.
Cassie pushed him aside, a huge stick in her hands. "No," she told Ax. "Let me."
While Tobias stared at them confusedly, she took up a batter's stance and let 'er rip.
"It's good!" Jake shouted, throwing his arms up in the air.
"Uh, Jake?" Rachel asked. "That's football."
"Oh. Never mind."
Marco started stalking off. He had to hurry and hide his own collection of Hanson CDs. He sniffed. He couldn't believe that these people didn't like "Mmm-bop." How could they not like Hanson? They were cute in a kind of way. Kind of like Rachel except with longer hair.
"Is the fanfic over?" Cassie asked the author.
The author gave her a pin that said "Not to be involved in any other fanfics." Cassie grinned and stuck it on her shirt, batting her eyelashes at Jake. She hadn't noticed that I had written in very, VERY small print, "Until a writer decides to use her in one or accidently does so."
"The fanfic is over," I announced. "Go out into the world and bring me good reviews."
Everyone in the clearing celebrated. Marco got rid of all of his Hanson CD's, giving them a proper burial. Cassie didn't notice the small print. Rachel went around the rest of her life with stuff written on her forehead- same with Jake. Ax got glued back together. Tobias woke up in Timbuktu and decided that a city that sold fresh rats was one he liked. He met another hawk named Screech. Everybody lived happily until the next story.
The End.
Author's Note: No, Marco is not, uh, you know... At least, I don't THINK he is...