Idea occurred! So yeah, basically, I, a random author who writes fanfics from his isolated island, get teleported throughout different universes. Universes of books, movies, etc. And it should be awesome.
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I sat at my computer, staring at the screen blankly. Time to write another fanfiction, I told myself. It was about time. I hadn't written one in ages. Just browsed.
I began to type. Ever since…
I stared at those two words. Ever since what? I didn't even know what I was writing about, just hoped that something would pop into my head. I sort of wanted to write a Frozen one, or maybe a Doctor Who drabble. But what about?
"Hey, whatcha doin'?" asked a voice from behind me. Startled, I whipped around. Tim was sitting there.
Oh yeah, I should probably explain what the heck is going on. Why am I trapped on an isolated island? Why is there a talking Chihuahua sitting behind me? And etcetera.
Well, my name is Moboy1, and I live on Chihuahua Island, which is... Yes, Moboy1 is my real name! Seriously!
...Fine, it isn't. It's an alias. But anyway...
Chihuahua Island is a large tropical island in the middle of the ocean. It has the best fruit ever growing on its trees, though I don't recognize it from the mainland. I don't know what the official name would be, but I call them "Chihuaberries".
I was stranded in the ocean by a shipwreck. I floated for days, until I washed up on a strange island. Did I mention that it has tons of Chihuahuas living on it? Well, now you know. But anyway...
The Chihuahuas took me in and accepted me as one of their own. One in particular, a black-and-tan one named Tim, was my best friend, partially because he could talk, as I believe I mentioned. Yes. Seriously. I don't know why.
Anyway, I told Tim about my current predicament.
"Hmm," he said, thinking thoughtfully. Well, I don't know how else he'd think. I mean, you don't think un-thoughtfully, right? Well… actually, if you think about it, a lot of people tend not to thoughtfully think their thoughts. (Tonguetwister much?)
I was pulled out of my rambling thoughts by Tim's reply. "Maybe some sort of AU fic?"
"I'm already working on one of those," I said. "For Frozen. Problem is, I don't know what I'm going to do with it."
"Hmmm… I know it's out of your comfort zone, but how about romance or something?"
"No," I said shortly, turning back to the computer screen.
"Why not?"
"Too risky."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I might write too much."
Suddenly, it hit me. "I know what to write!" I swiveled the laptop screen away from Tim and began to work. "I don't know why I didn't think of it before," I said excitedly.
"I know," Tim said smugly. "That's why I'm here."
"What? No, I'm not using your idea." I continued to type.
"Oh," Tim said, looking a bit deflated. "Well, maybe it was one of those subconscious things, you know? Like, maybe my presence triggered something in your brain or something."
"Pssht," I scoffed. "Yeah, right."
"What?" Tim said defensively. "Just because I'm a dog-"
"Duck," I said evenly.
"What?"
"Duck!" I yelled. Tim looked behind him and gasped. Headed straight toward us was a blue beam of light, radiantly lighting up the beach, the sky… everything.
Tim ran and hid behind me. My last thought was, Well, I hope my work on the fanfic doesn't get destroyed.
Then everything went black.
I feel like this chapter was somewhat short and didn't get to the point quick enough, but idk. Leave your thoughts please? Pretty please? :C Welp, R&R! See you next chapter!