Just a short thing I scribbled around with one day, experimenting. Hope you like it.
If Izzy wrote fanfiction,
She'd become a craze,
Writing fanfiction that'd leave you dazed for days.
If Izzy wrote fanfiction,
She'd weave a tale of cats drinking ale
But the ale was stale and the cats were full of fail
If Izzy wrote fanfiction, she'd take her characters to the moon
With a high powered dish and a titanium spoon
Nobody would figure out how she did that
But if they did,
It wouldn't be fast.
If Izzy wrote fanfiction, her tales would be more than eccentric,
Her tales would be mighty crazy centric.
Things you wouldn't believe, wouldn't see,
If of course it wasn't for Izzy.
If Izzy wrote fanfiction, the world would be in peril,
For only she'd figure out how to make prose
"Oh, what the hell. I suck at those!"
Izzy banged the computer in frustration. As we all know, she never had the coolest temper…
"Izzy, please don't destroy my computer. I'm not up to replacing it right now and I have some files on there that I haven't finished backing up yet..." Noah said as he entered the room at Izzy's expression of frustration. "What are you even trying to do anyway?"
"I was trying to write a poem about fanfiction, but as you saw it didn't end so well..." Izzy pouted as she gestured to the computer.
"Why don't you take a break? Maybe that's all your brain needs. I mean, you already updated six of your stories this week and published four oneshots..." Noah soothed.
"I know you're right, but I really wanted to do more this week before we go on vacation..." Izzy sulked.
"Maybe you should wait until after we get back from the vacation. I'm sure you'll get a lot of inspiration from something that you'll see or do there. I'm sure that New York City is so much more enjoyable when a certain Chris McLean isn't running the show..." Noah actually smiled.
Izzy smiled back. "You're right. And you're so much more adorable when you smile. You know that? You should totally smile more!"
"NO." Noah frowned again.
"Please?" Izzy went puppy-dog eyed.
"No..." Noah tried looking away. "Okay, okay! See?" Noah smiled.
"See? So much more handsome when you do..." Izzy leaned in for a quick kiss.
"Now let's get packing! And maybe when we get back, we can work on a collab CSI: New York fanfic where somebody murders Chris McLean by pushing him off the Empire State Building!" Izzy cheered.
"Now there's a fanfic I'd be glad to read and help you write. I'm in." Noah genuinely smiled at the thought.