Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds!
A/N: I was bored, and this is the result.
"Ok, Garcia? Got it sat up?" Reid asked her. She nodded.
"Yep!"
"Great. Now, we should start it: Dear Fanfiction writers…"
"What are you guys doing?" Prentiss asked curiously, entering Garcia's room.
"Writing a letter to the Fanfiction writers!"
"Well, it's about time!" Hotch's voice cut in, joining them in the "cave".
"Yeah! I am getting so sick of reading all of this stuff without them paying any attention whatsoever to what we think!" Morgan spoke up with a grin, as he too entered the room.
"Uh, boss? I've got the- wait, what's going on?" Seaver suddenly appeared. Hotch almost smiled as he answered,
"They are writing a letter to the Fanfiction writers!" She grinned.
"Great!" Garcia spoke up,
"Why don't we get everyone in here and work on the letter together?" Reid nodded.
"Rossi?" Rossi suddenly appeared.
"Yes?"
"We're working on a letter to Fanfiction writers. Want to help?"
"Sure! Why don't we get Gideon, Tobias, Diana, JJ, Will, everybody in here?" Suddenly, they all dropped into the room, along with Elle, Haley, Foyet, Jack, and Henry.
"What are you doing here?" Hotch asked Foyet angrily.
"I don't know! I just… I am here!"
"I brought them here." A loud, booming voice said.
"Who are you?" Elle asked, confused.
"I am the writer. I am letting you guys decide what happens in this story, but…" Hotch growled.
"Get rid of him!"
"The faster you get the letter written, the faster the people that can't or shouldn't be here go away!" Hotch sighed.
"Ok, what should we put down first?" Garcia asked. Reid spoke up immediately,
"Morgan and I are not in love!" Morgan nodded.
"Right!" Garcia nodded.
"Ok, Number One: Reid and Morgan are not in love." Will spoke up quickly,
"JJ isn't going to divorce me and run into Reid's arms!" JJ nodded. Reid frowned. Seaver put her hand on his shoulder. Jack said,
"Henry and I don't hate each other!" Garcia said,
"Whoa, Whoa! Ok, Two: JJ isn't going to leave Will for Reid. Three, Henry and Jack don't hate each other. Four?" Hotch spoke up,
"Rossi and I are not in love!" Prentiss spoke up,
"Maybe you should say, 'None of us are gay!'" Everybody nodded.
"Ok, Number Four, None of us are gay." Haley said,
"I'm dead! So are Foyet and Tobias!" Garcia nodded.
"Ok, five, Let the dead RIP." Hotch nodded.
"Hey, let me in!" Lynch's voice spoke up.
"No, I don't like you." The author growled.
"Awww… but I want you to put on there: I will never break-" His voice was cut off by his sudden disappearance.
"It probably wasn't important anyway." The author said. Reid sighed.
"Henry isn't my child!" Will nodded.
"Henry is my child!" Garcia nodded.
"Six: Henry is Will's, not Reid's." Hotch said,
"Well, I think that's all!" Prentiss nodded.
Suddenly, Foyet, Will, Tobias, Haley, JJ, Henry, Jack, Elle, Diana, and Gideon disappeared. Reid frowned at the loss of JJ.
"Hey, it's ok." Seaver spoke up. Prentiss tripped and fell, falling straight into Hotch's arms.
"Hey, are you ok?" She nodded, before suddenly realization dawned on her.
"Hey, author person! Are you doing this by yourself for you own story now?"
"Maybe." Immediately, everybody went running from the room.
"Oops. Maybe I should have been more subtle…"
A/N: Well, what did you think? Pointless, right?