A Day in the Life of Serahsurii

Remix

Chapter 1: Welcome to the Beginning of the Rest of Your Therapy Sessions

A dark room, the fuzzy barely defined outlines of long tables make a winding maze steadily getting clearer as closer to the one table flooded with light you get. Suspended above the counter, the sorce of the light shines down, failing to illuminate the rest of the counter and cabinets that span the walls of the room. A pencil scratches wearily on a notebook, the weilder resting an elbow on the table, fingers curled in her hair. Black hair, shoulder length and spiky, the bangs tucked behind her right ear shining startlingly red, looking disturbingly unnatural and yet too real for dye at the same time. The bangs her left hand rests under hang swinging as her fingers massage the roots, is a shock of dark blue, matching it's mate in it's contrasingly real look. The eyes, blinking tiredly at the page, are rimmed with dark circles, which make their deep green color pop, shades of the same color scheme as her hair hide in the irises, only red splotches in her right eye and blue in her left. Worry lines adorn the space between her eyebrows, where she scrunches them together, and at the corners of her mouth, which are pointed down.

Suddenly, out of the darkeness the digital screeching of a wristwatch shatters the near silence. The writer jumps violently, clutching the table, and gasps. She glares icily down at the watch, lit up around the numbers 6:00 A.M., and flips her hand over to rap it sharply on the countertop. The sound abrubtly cuts off, and the girl sighs rubbing her eyes with one hand. She blinks spacingly at her notebook, then frowns and re-checks her watch. Her eyes focus on the numbers and she starts, squeaking. She hops off her stool and rushes through the small isles between tables, not bumping into anything even as she transfers from light to almost pitch black. She dissapears into that darkness, and there is a distant thunder as she flies up a flight of stairs on the other side of the room.

On the recently vacated table, next to the abandoned notebook, rests a light tan book of massive proportions. As it towers three inches or more off the table, the notebook sitting beside it resembles a single sheet of paper. Impossibly hidden before, in the crook of the girl's elbow and under her hair, the ripped up edges and torn corners display age and heavy use. About where the title would be on the front cover, a half inch or so from the top and sides, leaving a length of emptyness to the bottom, seemingly made of metal and attached securely to the book, a rectangular plauqe sits. Five solitary letters are imprinted on it:

F M A L B

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Out side in the real world, sparrows peck at the white boards of a porch. Suddenly the screen slams open and the birds dart away. The writer steps out pulling on a long white coat that reaches to her knees, as thin as a shirt and similarly fashioned, sporting a collar and buttons down the front, but minus the cuffs. She adjusts said collar and tucks something away in one of the large pockets on the front of her coat. She checks her watch again, sighs, then glides off the porch and walks over to the sidewalk. Here she turns back to face the house, and reaches in to the left side of her coat to pull out a set of keys. Then something strange happens, she takes the remote opener from the keychain and points it at he house, then she pushes the 'lock' button. Impossibly, all the window of the house, including the ones on the door, and the inside of the mailbox, light up. Just as instantly, they go out again with a beeping noise. The girl puts the keys away, then turns to walk down the sidewalk, patting the mailbox as she passes. Across the street, a garbageman stares, dropping the bag he had been holding as he turns to watch the girl walk away, his mouth agape. She ignores him and keeps walking, block after block, curiously inspecting everyone she passes, all stress and worry gone, or skillfully hidden, from her face.

With out warning, she turns into an unremarkable walkway and heads into a normal looking house. Not even bothering to knock she heads though the hall, making for the stairwell located at the back of the house. Her rudeness goes unnoticed, however, as the place turns out to be empty. She takes the stairs two at a time and faces a long hallway at the top, rooms lining each side, but the girl ignores these and heads for the one at the very end of the hall, the only one facing the stairs. She knocks softly and waits. After a few moments of nothing happening, she rolls her eyes and smirks, then starts hammering on the door.

"Reiuki2!!" she hollers, "Wake up and open the door!!"

She stops pounding a minute and turns her head to the side to hear better. A groan greets her from the inside, followed by a growling noise. There is movement and something slams into the other side of the door. The girls smirks harder.

"Come on Rei, there is something important I need to talk to you and the others about!" she yells, ear still parrallel to the door to catch any sound. A moan answers her this time.

"Nuuhh, Serah, go away!!" a weak sleepy voice protests. Serah's eyebrows snap down and her eyes narrow. She huffs out through her nose, but then a wicked grin crosses her face, followed by a mock pouty expression.

"Oh, come on Rei, I just read this great yaoi and I-" she starts to say, in a slightly whiney voice, but she is interupted as the door jerks open. She is met with a long messy black haired girl, her purple eyes wild with astonishment and doubt. The new girl leans forward on the door frame, her other hand still on the door, ready to slam it shut.

"What?! You-?!" she squeaks, then sees the wicked grin on Serah's face, and her face snaps into a scowl and she glares at her friend.

"Liar!!!" she gasps and goes to slam the door in her face, but Serah has already placed one thick-souled, black, army-styled boot in front of it. Rei struggles against it, but fails to shut it, so instead she slams the door all the way open and puts her hands on her purple-pajama pants-ed hips. She glowers at Serah, who in turn shoots her a silly grin, her eyes shut tight and her head tilted to the side.

"What do you want, traitor??" Rei asks sharply. Serah ignores that last part, blinking her eyes open slowly, the grin turning into a smug smile.

"I told you!! I need you all together, I have an announcement!" she says. Rei's head dips down, and an eyebrow goes up in a patronizing/doubtful expression.

"I really don't think it's important enough to get me out of bed." she informs her. She turns and shuffles herself back into the room, not catching the bone-shilling glare Serah supplies the back of her head. Serah huffs out again, and closes her eyes to think. A second later they pop back open again.

"I'll help you track him down." she offers suddenly. Rei freezes, one hand already on the blanket. She turns slightly, gaze still locked on her pillow.

"You don't mean that." she denies slowly. Serah shakes her head sadly and puts one hand to her chest, while reaching the other out in front of her.

"Of course I do, Rei!! I always keep my word!!" she protests firmly. Rei turns with a frown and scrutinizes the ringing honesty that is now shining off Serah.

"I don't believe you." she states flatly. Serah's shoulders slump. She rolls her eyes, dropping the hand off her chest, and holds her right hand up, palm facing outward.

"I, Serahsurii, of the FMALB, solomly promise to help you track down the current object of your obsession, if in return, you will come with me to gather the others so I can tell you all my plan." she drones, eyes half lidded staring blankly at the opposite wall. She snaps a glare back toward her friend.

"Happy?" she asks dryly. The answer is clear as Rei beams at her, then rushes over to glomp her.

"Thank you, Serah!!!" she squees in her ear. Serah winces and mouths the word "Aow!" then struggles out of the hug.

"Okay, okay," she says and straightens her lab coat.

"Fine, I guess I could come with you." Rei sighs dramatically, turning around and walking toward her closet.

"Joy," Serah mutters behind her. Rei ignores her.

"Now I have to get dressed, so unless you want to help--" she turns slightly, hands crossed and holding the bottom of her pajama-top suggestivly. The movement is wasted, however, as Serah is already halfway down the hall and heading for the stairs.

"No thanks, Rei, now hurry up!!" she calls out over her shoulder, tromping down the stairs. Rei scowls and stomps over to slam the door shut.

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"So, what now?" Rei asks as they trudge down the sidewalk.

"Well, we have to go get the other half of our little quartet, don't we?" Serah tells her. Rei rolls her eyes and glares groggily at the pavement in front of her, still not fully awake.

"Why we had to do this so early in the morning is a mystery to me," she grumbles, all but inaudibly.

"And it will continue to be so." Serah replies unexpectedly, making Rei jump then glare at her.

"Ah, here we go," Serah says suddenly, cutting across Rei's path, making her come up short and almost fall over backward. Rei stands glaring off into space furiously, until Serah grabs her arm and drags her through the bushes around the house and to the backyard, where she crouches down pulling Rei along beside her.

"Ow, Serah! I'm kneeling on a stick, what's going on?!" Rei protests. Serah looks over, slowly putting a finger to her lips, then abrubtly shushes Rei.

"Shh!! Dude, you know K.M.'s brothers, they see us here, they'll never let us leave!" she says. Rei blinks then flips her hair and smiles arrogantly.

"It's cause I'm awesome." she states. Serah rolls her eyes, and cautiously peers through the leaves of the bushes.

"Yeah, well for some reason, half of them seem to think so too, so let's just get K.M. and sneak away." Serah says. Rei glares at her and crosses her arms.

"Well, Scooter, just exactly how are we going to do that?" she asks. Serah grins, holding up a small rock.

"The old fashioned way," Serah replies. Rei frowns quizzically. Serah stands slowly, eyes darting around for a hidden attack. Still glancing around, she eases closer to the house, knees bent for flight. She stops halfway to the house, and throws her rock up to the second story, at the furthest window on the right. It hits with a "crack!" and Serah drops back into a crouch. Nothing happens, so she rights herself, takes a few steps back and throws another rock up to the window. She starts walking backward, lobbing pebbles up at the window on every other step, until the bushes hide her again. Up in the house, the window scrapes open and a scowling head with shocking hair pops out. Serah checks to make sure the drastic spike in the back is blue, and the bangs hanging down are bright red, while the eyes glaring down at the seemingly empty yard, are both green and yellow in the same eye, not mixed, but meeting in a line down the middle of each eye, with a dot of the opposite color in the other side. Reassured that this is her friend, Mamestubu No Kowasu Mono, other wise known as K.M., Serah reaches in her pocket and pulls out a chocolate bar, which she then throws into the middle of the yard. K.M.'s eyes zero in on the bar, and she dissapears from the window.

A few seconds later, the back door opens and K.M. creeps out, warily scanning the edges of the yard, she picks up the bar and inspects it, then glares untrustingly at the bushes. Serah swiftly stands up and steps out into the yard. K.M.'s face lights up and she gasps.

"Ser-!!" she starts to squee, but Serah shushes her quickly. K.M.'s hand snaps to her mouth and they both glance toward the house. K.M. turns and shrugs apologetically, but then rushes forward to glomp Serah silently. The breath wooshes out of her and Serah gasps for air as K.M. hops back and bounces.

"Serah!! I missed you!!" she whispers enthusiastically. Serah grins weakly back at her.

"Hmph, that was the 'old fashioned way'?" Rei sniffs, walking out of the bushes and brushing herself off. Serah shushes her, while K.M. slams into her for a hug as well. Serah snickers silently as Rei struggles to breath.

"We missed you too, Chuke, now come on lets get going!" Serah says. (Pronounced Choo-key, by the way.) They follow her back to the sidewalk. Rei and Serah continue their stroll, while K.M. skips along beside them.

"So, Serah, where's the fire?" Rei asks sarcastically.

"Huh?" Serah asks. K.M. turns curiously to listen.

"It's nearly seven in the morning, where is the fire?" Rei repeats.

"Yeah, Serah, for teenagers that's like, three in the morning." K.M. comments happily.

"Look, I'll tell you when we get Wolf and get back to my house, okay?' she bargains. Rei rolls her eyes, but doesn't comment, K.M. keeps looking over at Serah with a sad expression on her face.

"So there's no fire?" she asks sounding dissapointed. Serah smiles at her.

"Nope, no fire." she tells her. K.M. turns forward, then glances sideways at them both, an evil grin on her face.

"Well, then, maybe we should start one." she says. Rei and Serah turn to look at her, returning her maniacal grin with one of their own, as they all pause to wait to cross the road. Serah's grin falters slightly, and she turns to frown at the stop sign across the street.

"Maybe we should," she says slowly, in a speculative tone.

"It has been a while," Rei comments softly as well. Serah's frown morphs into a glare as she refuses to turn her head.

"Yeah, that's because you guys never want to do anything, this town barely knows who we are anymore!!" she vents. Rei and K.M. start at her severe tone and turn to see annoyance and saddness in her eyes.

"What do you mean Serah?" K.M. asks, eyebrows pulling together. Serah shakes her head.

"Nevermind, we'll talk later," they follow as she glides across the street, "let's just go get Wolf."

They keep walking down the street, passing houses that look no diffferent from the one before, until Serah stops in her tracks, and turns to face one of the many identical houses. Rei and K.M. blink at it, then look down the street to the left, then the right, and raise their eyebrows at each other.

"Dude, how does she find these?" Rei murmurs.

"Dunno, they all look the same to me." K.M. replies quietly. Serah sighs looking at her shoes and walks toward the house looking dejected. Rei and K.M. blink, shrug at each other, then follow. They go in the door, down the hall, turn right and stop at another door.

"Kay, now here's the plan. . ." she tells them, looking into each of their faces as they lean closer, making sure they pay attention, "Grab her, and drag her out."

The other two nod briskly, rolling up their sleeves. Serah cracks open the door and slides in, her friends close behind. They stand a few moments, letting their eyes adjust to the dim light coming off a computer in the back of the room. A lone figure sits haunched over the keyboard, the hood of her sweater pulled over her head. Serah glances at her friends, points at the figure, then pats one finger on her lips twice. They sneak over to grab the girl and drag her out of the room, through the house and out the front door. They throw her onto the porch, and she hits the ground hissing. She throws her arms over her already hooded head, and snarls curses and threats at her friends, who sit arrayed around the door to prevent her escape back to her room. Serah leans on the door way with a bemused smile, while to her left K.M. perches on a white lawn chair, and on her right, Rei regaly sits on the porch swing.

"-with a cat-shaped cheese wheel!!!" she finally finishes her tirade, huffing angrily. K.M. blinks a wondering expression on her face, then whirls to look over at Serah.

"Did you get that??" she asks hopefully and Serah answers by holding up a tape recorder. K.M. claps her hands together, then smiles wickedly.

"Yay!! Random quotes!!" she giggles. Wolf clambers to her feet, brushing her self off, and as she looks up her hood falls down, letting the sun light up her blonde-streaked turquiose hair, and her two huge brownish-red wolf ears. This, plus the bushy tail now swinging from underneath her black jacket, are the reason (no matter what else she changes it to) why her friends call her Wolf. Her shoulders relax, and she looks up at Serah.

"So, what's up?" she asks. They all look over at Serah, and are surprised to see her scowl furiously.

"Nothing! Just like always!! We are fangirls and we aren't doing anything!!!" she fumes, making it seem as if she's working an old arguement. She sighs and looks back to her friends.

"Let's just get back to my house." her shoulders slump and she leads her very confused friends away.

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Serah finally turns them down her sidewalk, patting the mailbox while the others slap it in turn as they pass. They enter the door and tromp into the living room. K.M. and Rei plomp into armchairs, while Wolf heads over to sit on the couch. Halfway there however, she trips and sort of falls into it instead. No one blinks as she struggles to right herself. Serah stops in the doorway of the room, and stands in front of them all with her hands in the pockets of her labcoat.

"Now will you tell us what this is all about??" Rei gripes. Serah silences her with a look and she leans back in her seat, crossing her arms and scowling.

"Did you guys notice anything strange while we were walking through town?" Serah asks them, glancing dryly around at each of her friends. They blink and struggle to remember back.

"All the houses are exactly the same?" Wolf suggests, glancing around conspiratorially.

" Well that is true," Serah says, "But what else?"

The others ponder her question, but come up short. Serah throws her hands out, glancing around at them in disbelief.

"You mean to tell me none of you noticed how no one flinched or looked away from us as we walked past?!" she asks, her voice raising an octive.

"People still stared Serah, they haven't gotten that ignorant," K.M. assures her. Serah straightens up and frowns at them.

"Yeah, 'stared'. They stared alright. Out of curiosity!! They looked at us, with our hair that defies the color of nature, K.M.'s that defies gravity, saw Wolf's ears and tail and K.M. and Rei's eyes, that have no explination, and they were curious about us. Not scared, not awestruck, just curious. Without even mentioning the fact that they didn't recognize personally, which is an insult in it's self, they should have seen all of this and realized that these quirky anomalies are the symtoms of a fangirl. They shouldn't have to look twice to realize what we are!!! It's not fair how fangirl have to live in an underground world, hiding their obsessions and insanity from normal people who think that they need to be fixed! Real people have no idea what we are capable of! Any glimpse they have of us is so small they think a few sessions with a shrink would 'clear up that little problem'. Well we aren't a disease!! There is so much potential power in a fangirl, if regular people knew they would be shaking in their designer shoes!! If we chose to let loose and let our real selves, the alter-egoes that fangirls unleash in forums or at Anime cons, the world would be so mush eaiser!! There wouldn't be a cheerleader, parent, teacher or athourity figure anywhere that could challenge us!!" she says, stopping in the middle of the path she had created when she had started pacing sometime in the middle of her rant, she turns to her friends exitedly, and faces confused experessions.

"But, Serah, we don't hide that we are fangirls, and we still are ridiculed, we still have to deal with people like that. What difference does it really make?" Wolf asks. Serah smiles at them all, her expression slowly turning different, a hidden gleam that had never been there before, a barely restrained energy making her look slightly deadly, dangerous. Her friends lean away slowly.

"No, Wolf, we do hide what we are, we even hide it from ourselves most of the time, just like the rest of the world of fangirls. We're better than most of them, I have to admit, we let loose more than any other fangirl I have ever seen. I didn't used to look like this when you guys told me 'we' " (air quotes) "had founded a club, I used to be blonde and you guys pulled the true fangirl out of me, and thus, here stands Serah. But still, there is a whole lot more. I've been researching through the past few years of The FMALB. Something happened during this, something broke in me. It's kind of scary, but also freeing at the same time. The world looks different, and I feel. . . Powerful, kind of. I really wish I could explain it." she sighs. Wolf and Rei blinks incrediously at her while K.M. gasps.

"You've been broken!!! Quick!! Call 411 to get the number for 911!!!" she squeaks, then vaults up to run for the phone.

"Wait!! Chuke!! You need a phone?!" Serah puts her hands up to stop her. K.M. whirls to face her, a little confused.

"Yeah, Serah, I was just getting one." she says. Serah nods distractedly, hands still up and her eyes focused on a spot by K.M.'s elbow.

"K.M. I need you to fangril! Get excited!! You like Edward from Twilight, don't you?" K.M. nods tilting her head in confusion, "Think about him!! Get excited again, then think about how you really need a phone!!"

K.M.'s eyebrows shoot up in confusion, and they all stare at Serah like she's gone nuts. She doesn't look away from the air next to K.M. but she scowls furiously, that same dangerous aura from before flaring up.

"Just do it okay!!" she snaps, the timbre of her voice matching her expression, making them all jump. K.M. snaps her eyes shut and concentrates. Pretty soon she grins excitedly, and starts bouncing, and squeeing silently.

"The phone K.M., pick up the phone. . . " Serah's voice waves up to her. K.M. scowls sharply, and that strange wildness flashing on her face as well, her eyes scrunching tight as she struggles to ignore Serah's voice. Serah sighs, then tries a new tactic.

"He needs the phone. Pick up the phone for Edward." she says instead. Rei and Wolf watch on in half horror half amazement as K.M. answers as if in a trance.

"Where?" she asks, her voice sounding small and far away.

"The one from before, right beside you, the one you were going to call an ambulance from," Serah answers softly, her eyes glazed over. K.M.'s head drops down and to the left and her eyes shoot open. Her hand reaches out and suddenly plucks a regualar cordless phone out of the air that hadn't been there before. K.M. stares at it, blinking, then looks up at Serah who grins wickedly. She looks back at the phone and waves her hands wildly.

"I did it!!! I-I did it!! Serah look!!" she starts hopping up and down squeaking. Rei and Wolf sit with their mouths open and stare. Serah grins big.

"A fangirls mind is a powerful thing." she says.

"But, how--??" Rei splutters. Serah looks over at her, grinning excitedly.

"This is what I'm talking about!! This is one of the powers of a fangirl!! These are the things we could show real people to make them see how fangirl-ism isn't just a stupid little annoyance. It's an art!! If you embrace your inner fangirl, you can start doing all the impossible things we see in Manga and Anime!!" she tells them, face lit up in excitement, eyes blazing with that odd power. Wolf hops up, staring at the phone in K.M.'s hand in wonder.

"What kind of impossible things??" she asks, sounding slightly nervous. Serah grins at her and walks over to her and K.M.

"I haven't gotten very far in my research, but there are a few things besides materialization that I have tried." she tells them, they watch her expectantly as she takes a breath. She shuts her eyes, and a furrow appears as she concentates on something, then a crooked smile spreads on her face, while in the same instant, above her head, huge shiney red hearts start to form. Rei, K.M., and Wolf stare in amazement as Serah snaps her eyes open and the hearts pop, raining red glitter down on them all.

"Eek!! Shiney!!" K.M. squeaks, and squinches her eyes shut to try as well. Beside her, Wolf frowns.

"How did you do that?" she asks, and to the whole room's surprise, Serah blushes. Her voice remains the same however as she replies.

"Just think about your favorite character, the one you heart the most." she says calmly. Wolf blinks at the red in her cheeks, before closing her eyes as well. Soon multi-colored hearts start floating around the room, bursting at random intervals. The only one still sitting, Rei, sniffs and crosses her arms.

"So, what? Are you going to fufill every fangirls dream and use these powers to take over the world?" she asks sarcastically, crossing her arms. Serah shakes her head emphatically.

"No, no. I want to show everyone that there is more to being a fangirl then meets the eye, that if you can really embrace your inner fangirl, these are the things you can accomplish. Does that make sense?" she asks uncertainly.

"Not one bit." Rei tells her, while Wolf and K.M. cease making hearts to shake their heads as well. Serah sighs and rubs her forhead with the heels of both her hands.

"Okay, so everyone is a fangirl, however hidden it may be inside them eveyone has a hidden alter ego inside, waiting for someting to squee over. I've heard you guys say that over and over, and I think it's true. Now, I think if we can get people to see how very powerful their inner fangirl can be, then no one can challenge us in what we are. To bring them out into the world, that this isn't some stupid harmless pass time, that this is a skill. I just want fangirls to be able to be proud of what they are. So they don't have to hide in public that they are completly insane on the inside, and that they are totally obsessed with something most paople haven't even heard of!! I'm tired of hiding this!!" She waves at the labcoat and hair, "I don't want to hide the craziness anymore!!!"

"We can make it so fangirls can fangirl without persicution, or getting looked at funny!!" Wolf bursts out suddenly.

"Yeah, let's display our insanity, impossible quirks and most importantly our fangirl paraphernlia!! Let's show them what a bad idea it is to try and ridicule us!!" K.M. exclaims as well, throwing a fist in the air, almost hitting Wolf who jerks back, ruffled.

"And feeling free to use fangirl tortures to punish those that do make that mistake." Serah adds, that gleam in her eye turning wicked. Wolf and K.M. turn to share her evil grin as they contemplate the future.

"Okay, so you plan to flaunt these new powers, then expect them to start qwivering in fear?? I don't think hearts and phones are going to help you do that," Rei tells them, "You got anythng with a little more, I don't know, flare?"

Serah's eyes get wide as a plan forms, and she pulls K.M. over to whisper furiously in her ear. K.M.'s eyes get wide as well and she glances at Serah as she pulls away grinning. Serah nods at her and K.M. grins evily back, both their eyes full of that wild energy. K.M. skips over to Rei and starts whispering in her ear as well, while Serah disappears off down the hall. Rei's eyebrows shoot up into her hair, and she strains her eyes to the side, trying ot look at K.M. A wicked grin grows slowly on her face and her face twists with a more evil version of the wildness K.M.'s eyes. Serah walks back into the room, a small stack of papers in on hand, the other cradling something large and rectangular on her hip. Rei's eyes zero in on the papers, and she lurches forward toward them, but a strong hand holds her back. She turns to glare into K.M.'s smiling face.

"Rei, don't you want this?" Serah asks sweetly, feigning confusion and waving the papers gently in the air. Rei turns to glare at her as well.

"What are you doing?? K.M.! Let go!!" she growls, tugging at the shoulder locked in K.M.'s hand. Serah gets that unfocused look on her face again.

"Rei, you are a true yaoi fangirl and as much as that annoys me, this should be just as easy for you as it was for them." she tells her. Rei straightens up, frowning in confusion, then in a burst of understanding, a grin lights up her face. The grin turns evil just as quick and suddenly, K.M.'s hands grip open air, and Rei snatches the papers from Serah, granting her a scowl before her eyes light on the first page. Wolf blinks confused.

"How is any of this possible?" Wolf grins at her. K.M. hops over.

"Well, as I see it, the average human only uses ten percent of their brain power. That's pretty common knowledge, right? So my theory is that the exitement we generate somehow--" Serah starts to explain, but they both throw their hands over their ears.

"Nope, nevermind! I've had enough psycho-babble for one day!!" she says. Serah rolls her eyes lightly, shaking her head and grinning. Rei looks up momentarily from her fanfic.

"Okay, that was pretty cool, but I'm still not sure we should 'bring fangirlism to the world'. I mean normal people just won't get it will they?" she tells them. Serah throws her one free hand out at her.

"Exactly! Their ignorance is our problem!! We need to show them the complex foodchain involved in this, and the fact that they are clearly on the bottom! They don't have to know everything. Certainly they won't even want to know half of it. They just need to realize that our complex hierarchy barely even acknowledges them. They keep trying to put us in our place, why don't we show them where we think their's is?" she says, holding out the object tucked in her arm. The tan cover looks even more worn in daylight, and the metal plaque glints dully. The other three blink at it.

"What is that?" K.M. asks, walking over to poke it.

"This is going to be our explination of that hierarchy, illustrating everything it means to be a fangirl, and documenting the first ones out into the world, us, the FMALB." she tells them.

"'Is going to be'?" Wolf asks, one pointy ear perking forward while the other flips down in a questioning gesture.

"Well, we need to record our discoveries and our exploits as we go. We can just jot stuff down when we need to." she says. Rei walks over, tucking the fanfic in her pocket for later as she laughs at Serah.

"Well, we all know who won't be the recorder, we may actually want to read this someday." Rei snorts, Serah glares dryly at the wall across from her, then stomps over to slam the book open on the table. She whips a pen out of her coat, uncaps it angrily and scribbles something down on the first page.

"Aww, Serah, we can't even read-" Rei starts to complain, the others not far behind, but Serah puts up a hand to stop them. She points down at the page, where her uninnteligable scratches are starting to shiver and morph themselves into an elegant calligraphy.

"I know very well my weaknesses, thank you." she tells them, putting away her pen as the others lean over the page.

"Ooo, cool, but who is going to 'document our exploits'? That seems like it would take to long, and no, Rei, I won't do it!!" Wolf says, ending with an angry glare at Rei, who had just turned to ask her. Serah grins at them. Wolf's ears flick sideways to her as she and Rei both glance over from their battle-like stances.

"I actually have that covered too," she says, leaning down to erase the ink on the book (with her finger) and flipping to somewhere in the middle. The others gasp seeing text flow across the page, explaining the very occurances of that morning.

(Ladies,) a toneless, genderless voice calls out. The girls jump and move closer to Serah.

"What was that?!?!" K.M. squeaks, clutching Serah's arm and glancing warily up at the ceiling.

"Ladies, and fellow co-creators of the FMALB, allow me to introduce to you, your narrator." Serah says, sweeping one arm at the ceiling, as if displaying something.

"We have a narrator? What's his name??" Wolf asks, looking around as well. Serah looks at her, one eyebrow raised curiously, while K.M. gasps excitedly.

"Does he even have one?? Let's call him Mr. Narrator Dude!!!" she says, and bounces excitedly.

(Mr.?? I may not be a guy, K.M. . . . .) the vo- well, I reply. K.M. continues bouncing, oblivious.

"I like our narrator!! He sounds nice!! Hey Mr. Narrator Dude!!! What do you look like!?!" she yells.

(I am a faceless entity!! I don't look like anything!! And I'm no-- well, there is a great chance I'm not a guy!!) I fume at her. To K.M.'s left, Serah puts a hand to her chin curiously.

"Hmm, he didn't have much of a personality before. . . " she muses.

(HE?!!? Not you too!)

"Well, it's better than having to say 'the narrator' all the time," Wolf jumps in, crossing her arms.

(Whatever, no one wants to hear us argue anyway, get back to the story!!) Serah closes the book and turns to her friends.

"Aww," K.M. (the little buggger) pats the front cover, pouting.

"So how exactly are we supposed to start doing this?" Wolf asks.

"Yeah, what, you want us to just run outside and start making hearts float above random peoples heads??" Rei asks sarcastically, crossing her arms.

"Well, no, even though that does sound like fun, but I kind of already thought of something. . ." Serah says, looking at the ground and waving back and forth sheepishly. She remains silent for a minute, and the others look at her as she refuses to go on.

"Well, what is it?" Rei prompts her impatiently. Serah sighs, then her face frowns in resolve. She straightens up and looks at her friends defiantly. She reaches into the left front pocket of her lab coat and pulls some papers out. She unfolds them an hands one to each of the girls. They inspect them, then freeze, refusing to believe what they see.

"They're schedules, we are all going to start our senoir year at the local high school," she tells them, ignoring their horrified and betrayed expressions (heh, heh, . . . sorry), but hesitates before adding, "we start today."

Silence greets her as it sinks in. Then all of chaos breaks loose.

"You signed us up for SCHOOL?!?!"

"Why would you DO that?!?!"

"We don't want to LEARN!!! What's wrong with you?!?!?'

"There are teachers there, Serah!!! They are going to try to break us!!!"

"You know we can't take that kind of order!! It's too neat!! Too precise!!!"

Serah lets the denials, rebukes and protests roll off her for a few minutes, standing with her eyes closed and her arms crossed, then she sighs. Her eyes snap open, and the ice cold glare she grants them, makes all three choke off midsentence.

"Look," she tells them, voice lashing out just as harsh and dangerously cold as her eyes, "I'm not going to make you do any of the work, even though a high school diploma wouldn't do any of you any harm, the whole point of going is to show the teachers, and the others that want to 'break us', that we are fangirls, we don't get broken. The Laws of Physics, in our presence however, do. We're going, to show them how truely untamable we are. If we want to start this, why not go to the most obvious place a fangirl would be? High schools are where most fangirls are lost to peer pressure. So suck it up, it won't kill you. But if you keep yelling at me, I just might!!"

All three girls take a communitive step back from her ferocity. Serah whirls around and stomps out of the living room, and over to the stair well leading to the second story. She whirls again to face her friends, and gestures at four back-packs laying on the first step.

"Here, to keep up the facade that we are actually students, and if the off chance you get bored and want to do some homework-" sounds of rejection greet her but she talks over them, "here they are."

She picks up a dark purple and lilac bag with green and black butterfly patterns and throws it at Rei. The next one is multi-colored in faded rainbow tie-dye, with the ratio barely tipping towards orange. This one goes to Wolf, who almost drops it as it hits her solidly in the belly. The third in line is red, blue and hot pink, the zippers and edges black, all with a dusting of purple sparkles. K.M.'s eyes go wide and she grins wildly. Serah shoulders the last, plain black messenger bag and faces her friends.

"Now, what say you, my friends? We doing this or what??" she asks them, then adds as they hesitate, "It's a way to get out of the house and we have almost all of our classes together."

They all look down at their schedules and then at each other. Rei aquires an arrogant smirk, Wolf's face morphs into an indifferent smile, and K.M. just grins at them all. Then they turn to Serah.

"Cool!! More time to rant!!" K.M. giggles. Wolf shrugs.

"Why not, doesn't seem fatal," she consents.

"I can always just skip if I want to," Rei sighs regaly. Serah shoots a wry grin around the circle, giving Rei a glare for that last comment.

"We're really going to do this?" she asks softly, making it obvious she wasn't just talking about school. K.M. beams, Wolf grins while Rei hides a smile and rolls her eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, so long as you don't say anything stupid, like 'today is the first day of the rest of our blah, blah, blah'." she replies, shouldering her bag as well and walking out. The rest follow suit, with Serah at the back. K.M. slows up to walk with her.

"Okay, Serah, we'll do this, but then can we take over the world??" K.M. asks, looking up the few inches difference between them hopefully Serah grins evily straight ahead.

"Oh, yeah, K.M., then we take over the world. . . . "

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