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One Sided Pancake, bringing you a one-shot humor fic. For once, this story doesn't have any violence in it! Yippee! Hooray! But, like all my fanfics... It does have hints of language. Well, anyways... I figured MySpace would be the most common site besides Yahoo! to do the story based off of... But, I'm not familiar to Yahoo! as much as I am to other sites... If you don't use myspace, you may not get a few of these.

Notes:

When a sentence or word is written surrounded in [[ these types of brackets ]], it means it is the computer or the website that is saying it.

Depending on this story's popularity, I may or may not turn it from a one-shot to a multiple chapter story.

So, without further ado, please enjoy!

- LELOUCH GETS A MYSPACE -

Lelouch was sitting down at his desk, laptop lying before him. He took a sip of Coca Cola from a nearby mug. C.C had ordered pizza, as always...Except this time, she accidentally recieved soda with the order as well. Lelouch carefully set the mug down in its original spot, not taking his eyes off the computer screen. Suzaku had given Lelouch a URL link to his MySpace, saying that Lelouch should visit it sometime.

"Here, Lelouch. This is my URL to my MySpace. You should make one, too, and we could talk on it. Besides, it's really fun...I've been hooked on it."

"No thanks," Lelouch had said at the time. "I don't need some stupid networking site to keep me entertained. I'd rather be doing other things...Like taking over Britannia and stuff."

"Suit yourself." Suzaku had replied before walking off in the opposite direction.

Lelouch could remember Suzaku saying that everyone had one... Euphie, Shirley, Rivalz... Heck, even Charles zi Britannia had his own MySpace!

What was so great about MySpace, anyways, Lelouch thought.

Besides...It's just a stupid kiddy site that people go to when they're craved for attention... But there were an awful lot of users... 53 million users? There had to be something to it that Lelouch just couldn't see...

Unless there were really 53 million bored morons in this world who decided to waste 3 hours of each day making their MySpace pages look pretty for the three people who even care to look at it.

Oh, well... Lelouch decided. It couldn't hurt to make one...

WAIT!

What was he thinking?! Lelouch can't give in to Suzaku! He wouldn't make a MySpace! Never! Never!

But he was curious...

"Okay, okay...I'll make one...But if I don't like it, I will destroy it!" Lelouch claimed aloud.

Resuming his activity, Lelouch inched the mouse towards the "Sign Up" button.

Yeah. He'd try MySpace out. He just wouldn't tell Suzaku. Telling Suzaku that he had made a MySpace after he said he was better than that would be admitting defeat. And 'defeat' was not a word known to the dictionary of Lelouch vi Britannia.

Unless Britannia was the recipient of the verb. Then it was acceptable.

But not now!

C.C, lying on a nearby bed with an open box of steaming pizza, was getting irritated. Lelouch had been hogging the laptop for a few hours now.

"Would you just hurry up and make your damn page already? Imagine the humiliation you would face if people were to see you like this; Zero; killer of the powerful and savior of the weak; yet can't even make his own MySpace."

"Shut up." Lelouch snarled as he threw a small eraser at C.C in response. He turned his attention back to the laptop-screen.

[[ Please enter your valid e-mail. ]]

"E-mail... Let's see....LLamperouge (at) britannianmsn (dot) heb" (H.E.B = Holy Empire of Britannia)

[[ Please choose a password. ]]

"Hmm...How about... 'LelouchiscoolerthanSuzaku'?"

[[ Full name? ]]

Lelouch vi Britannia - Er, I mean... Lamperouge.

[[ Age? ]]

17... Wait, no... I need to get the ladies... 18.

[[ Gender ]]

I'm not sure... But male sounds good enough.

[[ Accepted. Please log in. ]]

W00t!

"It's about freaking time!" C.C shouted from the bed.

"Go die in a ditch..."

"You know I'll just come back, right?"

"Unfortunately, yes."

[[ You have a friend request. ]]

"What the...Who is this guy...? "Tom"...? I've never seen him before... Oh well." Lelouch clicked 'accept'.

[[ People you might know: ]]

Suzaku Kururugi

Age 17

The Holy Empire of Britannia

Headline : Suzaku wuz here

Lelouch decided to check out Suzaku's page, so he hit the link above Suzaku's name. He was then taken to a page, with various pictures of him as his default. His background theme was the typical Ichigo picture from BLEACH. His song was "Poker Face" by Lady Gaga.

"Wow... How lame." Lelouch said aloud to himself. "I could totally make a better page than this."

Lelouch then proceeded to search up various theme sites in hopes of creating a better page than Suzaku.

C.C decided to go downstairs, as it seemed like Lelouch wasn't going to give up the computer anytime soon. She took the box of pizza with her, and she turned out the light in hopes of making Lelouch snapping out of his trance-like phase. Lelouch didn't even seem to notice that she had turned out the lights.

"Ooookay, Lelouch. I'm going downstairs."

"Uh-huh..." Lelouch mumbled.

"So, uh...Here I go~."

"Yeah..." he responded in his trance.

"I'm heading towards the stairs~..." C.C said in a rising tone in her voice.

"Mhm."

"Gee, I sure hope I don't fall and have to get stitches!" C.C called behind her to Lelouch, who hadn't even taken his eyes off of the screen.

"Watch your step..."

"Go die."

"Let me finish editing my page first..."

"You're hopeless."

Lelouch then looked behind his shoulder to see C.C standing in the doorway.

"Oh, C.C! When did you get here? I didn't even hear you come in. Look, I've edited my page!!"

C.C groaned, threw a slice of sizzling hot pizza at Lelouch's face, and proceeded to walk down the stairs.

"Men!" she cried.

- - - - - - - Five and a half hours later - - - - - - - -

C.C woke up on the living-room couch to find that she had accidentally fallen asleep while watching T.V. She yawned, stretched her arms a bit, and then sat up. She glanced over at the grandfather clock and noticed the time. 5:46 AM? Wow, this was sure to throw her sleeping schedule off balance. C.C then thought she imagined the sound of the clacking of keyboard keys being typed. There's no way Lelouch could still be up, could there?

Slowly, C.C staggered upstairs to Lelouch's room. She opened the door slowly, and peered inside. Sure enough, Lelouch still sat at his computer; lights out, computer on, fingers furiously typing and mouse rapidly scrolling. C.C got a little furious. She flickered on the lights, and Lelouch cried out in pain.

"Gyaaaaaa! Turn it off! Turn it off!!! The light-!!! IT BURNSSSS!!!" Now, if C.C really had loved Lelouch like the best friends forever that they were, C.C would have turned the light off in kindness to her friend. However, C.C was not nice and didn't turn out the lights in kindness for Lelouch, so Lelouch just had to suffer with the light for the time being.

C.C looked at Lelouch. He was a mess! Bloodshot eyes, bad posture, bags forming under his eyes, and a sharp attitude, atop of all of that. If Lelouch's fan girls were to catch a sight of Lelouch at a time like this, they might be compelled to rip their eyes out in horror.

"You mean to tell me that you've been up all this time...Editing your profile?!? Get a life! Seriously!"

"Don't tell me what to do! I'm not resting until I get a better profile than Suzaku! I already photo-shopped my pictures and posted them... And now, thanks to a friend adder, I have 325858 friends on my contacts list. Oh, hey, look! My dad has a Myspace, too..."

"Really? Let me see...

[[ Charles zi Britannia.

Age 490589085,

Holy Empire of Britannia.

Headline : Bow down to your king, biatches!1!" ]]

"..."

"..."

"Well, anyways, it's past your bedtime. Go to bed."

"Just one more minute, Mom." Lelouch begged.

"Don't mock me! It's not like I care if you go on this site or not. You can't die from sleep deprivation before you fulfill your contract with me, is all!"

"Suuuuuure... Well, then, just give me a few more minutes... I just got a comment on my default pics."

C.C sighed and jumped out the window, knocking herself unconscious.

- - - - - - Seven hours later - - - - - - -

By the time C.C regained her consciousness, she went inside to check the time again. 12 PM? Lelouch was in school now. Thank goodness, she could have some friends over for her party!

C.C's thoughts were interrupted by a loud thud noise, coming from upstairs.

"What was that?" C.C said as she treaded the stairs. Searching all the rooms for the source, she stopped at Lelouch's door.

"Oh, god. Don't tell me..." she said as she opened the door.

Lelouch lie, unconscious, on the floor next to his desk chair. His laptop lay to his side, and his mouse hanging from the desktop.

"I knew it."

- - - - - - Seven months later - - - - - -

Lelouch has gotten back on track of his life. He realized that there is more to life than MySpace and that he has many other things he can do to replace the void of the hours he spent visiting that evil site. Having been sober for 4 months today, Lelouch now plays basketball. He tried out for the Le Cross team. He even got elected Vice President of Ashford Academy! In the end, Lelouch didn't need MySpace, nor will he ever type in the dreaded URL into the address bar ever again.

Walking down the pavement of Ashford Academy, Lelouch proudly greeted Suzaku, who also has gotten over his MySpace addiction.

"Hey Lelouch!" Suzaku greeted in a chipper tone.

"Hi Suzaku." Lelouch called back.

"So hey, Lelouch, listen, listen... I was browsing around yesterday and I found this! I think you should make one of these!"

Suzaku then held out a piece of paper with a URL on it. Lelouch grabbed it, and Suzaku walked away.

Lelouch held the paper in his hand. He then read it aloud.

"Facebook."