Hey Thyme, I know this wasn't part of the agreement but I made you into a character too okay?

I have her full permission/consent to make fun of her so no one get mad and start brandishing a sword in her name/defense because we have it all worked out.

It's hard work being a character. No really it is. I mean, look at this place, oh wait you can't. I have to describe it to you first-see what I mean? It's difficult. Well, let's see…It basically looks like some low budget teacher's lounge with two doors. One that leads us into the wonderful world of Authors (some that know what they're doing and some that don't) while the other is for when we want to go hang out with other characters, get food-daily things. There's cabinets and sinks, the counter top I'm sitting on… coffee maker, water tower, piano, refrigerator and of course quaint windows with matching curtains, it's all very cute really, even the putrid colours of the lumpy furniture that have had assorted patchworks trying to cover how unappealing the upholstery truly is. Obviously, it doesn't do a very good job. It's all very homey though, a neat place to take breaks when we aren't working and all. Well, I mean…our movie has been done, right? Even if there were a sequel, we'd all end up here anyway.

Now we just work fan fiction, I've actually gotten some great gigs, none of them really bother me. Steven and I laugh about it mostly afterwards and despite popular opinion, on his off days, Cameron is a pretty neat guy. Don't be fooled, he kills at poker. I don't think he's lost once, which is one of the reasons I always find a way out of playing him. I have an unblemished record too, Dalton pride! I'm not about to risk it. Oh, and while we're on this subject, Knox and Chris…they hate each other. She threw a mug of coffee at him the other day and one of the X-men cleaned it up with a snap of their fingers.

You didn't know that? We get all types in here. I've even met Legolas but this room, this room is exclusively for Dead Poets Society Cast members…and the occasional original character. Let me tell you, that Alice chick, she's the coolest thing to shimmy on the planet. Behind the scenes, she's actually dating Athos from the Disney Three Musketeers, have to hand it to her, they really balance the other out.

The door slammed across the room extracting Charlie from his day dream. "Hey Neil." He grinned. "What's cookin' good lookin'?" Neil just slumped against the door in a huff.

"Do you know how many times I've had to kill myself today? I've even had to be a ghost a few times." Charlie tilted his head and tapped the counter he was sitting on.

"Okay," Charlie smirked. "What would you rather do? Be a ghost or go for a fumble with Todd?" Neil just shook his head with a grin before dropping into a lumpy chair.

"That's not even half of it, Tusk of Thyme just updated and…I honestly don't think the girl knows what she's doing-did you see the next chapter of the Jigsaw thing?" Neil jumped up and hunched himself over, imitating Igor "Isn't everything we hear is an opinion, not a fact? Everything we see is a perspective, not the truth?" he began cackling madly as Charlie watched the display with a laugh as Neil righted himself. "I mean, what the hell is that?" Neil couldn't keep himself from laughing in his confused manner. "You see Alice?"

"She's out."

"Oh I can't guess who with either." Neil rolled his eyes and Charlie shrugged. It was then a windswept Todd entered through the door in his robe looking very angry indeed.

"And I remembered my dream, what kind of crap is that-oh hey guys." He looked up at his two friends before looking at Neil. "Can you believe her? Then she leaves me, outside in the wind with the hem of my robe six inches in water from the damn grass. Honestly. The next time she comes in here, I'll give her a what for."

Todd Anderson. The boy we all know and love-well you wonderful authors, you think you know Todd Anderson. Actually, it's Theodore "Food-Complex" Anderson but you only call him by his full name if you want to have a chair thrown at you. The funny thing about Todd, his hidden little quirk is that…the guy is always eating and it never shows. He has food hidden in places that I didn't even know a person could have. The robe he's wearing now, he could easily hide two bags of potato crisps, couple cans of soda and a limitless supply of candy and no one would ever know. I don't know how the guy does it! He also has a bit of a knack for borrowing things without permission and never giving them back…if you know what I mean…

"I thought it was actually kind of cool, the whole truth thing but I doubt anyone will get it-she doesn't even get it."

"Shut up Neil!" Todd was now raiding the refrigerator as Charlie watched the two work their duet magic. "You didn't have to slipper down a hall or mesh through grass-that is so…it doesn't make any sense!"

"It's poetic!" Neil defended and Charlie snorted and stretched his arms. Everyone flinched when two loud cracks resounded through the space.

"Did you just break your elbows?" Todd's head withdrew from the fridge with bread stuffed in his mouth wide eyes. "I think a lot of authors are going to be really pissed if you did."

"It could be worse." Charlie shrugged. "And no. I didn't anyway. I appreciate your concern." Charlie had an eyebrow flicked high before he recollected something and laughed. "Did you guys hear about Steven and Gerard?" Neil popped his head over the top of the cushioned chair while Todd chewed on his white bread. "They're currently doing a one-shot and I think Gerard has to admit that he's in love with Steven." There was a beat of silence before they began laughing together. "You should've seen Gerard's face!"

"Well, when you think about it," Neil cut in trying to be fair. "He need less time on his hands. I mean really, how many times can you go around singing all the songs to The Rocky Horror Picture show right?"

"You forget the crucial point Neil," Todd pointed his half-eaten slice of bread towards Neil. "He can actually sing."

"Don't know about dancing though." Charlie frowned sliding off the counter and igniting a small silence, save for Todd's eating.

"I think we should do one." Neil stated quietly staring at the wall.

"What?" Todd question through his mouth of bread and Neil turned back to look at the two of his friends, excitement evident on his face.

"Think about it! We get the interested authors to submit…himself or herself or an original character biography through a review or a private message and we make our own! We just need to get enough people interested!" Charlie and Todd exchanged considering expressions be fore looking back to Neil.

"Think anyone would do it?" Charlie asked sounding doubtful and Neil shrugged.

"At any rate, we have Thyme right?" It was then Todd began cackling evilly.

"Oh yes! She has drugged me, made me live through angst filled weeks, made me gay too-put me through the death of my brother, made me make out with you-I think it's time for a little revenge on my part! I am in!"

I suppose now would be a fair time to point out that all of us are iced off from the whole dating scene. We don't have our attractions unless it's written. Otherwise, it's a room full of guys who are just hanging out. I'm not going to lie, I like the pretty girl passing through, but everyone's relationships here are professional-well best friend professional. We took an oath and there hasn't been any trouble since. It's those new original characters we have to watch out for…

Just in case it wasn't clear, this was narrated by Charlie Dalton

Neil was serious about the whole author thing so, if you're interested PM us or tell in a review.

Peace out!

PS

You can also tell us who you'd like to be paired with hehee