Before I start, let me clear something up. Writer and Response are, more or less, parts of my own mentality. Writer is the creative spirit inside me. From funny, zany situations, to the Steamy M-Rated fanfic Vanilla Cream I wrote. (please don't check that one out unless you are of age.) Response is the cooler, laid back, and logical side of me. He tends to be braver too. I may also add in other characters as I go along. Also, they know they are in a story. And i'll add in Sonic characters just so this story has a place to go. Expect lots of Amy. Remember, this isn't meant to have a plot, this is unedited writing. Whatever I think up. Which is why it's T-Rated. Enjoy.
Writer: What is this place?
Response: Ahhh... I think this is... the internet.
Writer: Really? Hmm. Looks odd to me. *looks up* "" I guess that's where we are.
Response:So... we're in a place full of perverted fanboy realities come true?
W: What?
R: Ya know, stories that would never happen but people want. Like Sonic and Amy getting together and having sex. Or Sonic and Shadow having sex. Or Vanilla and Cream having sex.
W: The perv who made this wrote that Vanilla X Cream fic.
R: Aren't YOU the perv who wrote that?
W: Do you read disclaimers? I'm part of his mentality. Same as you.
R: Hey. I never said I didn't approve.
W: You liked that fic didn't ya?
R: Yes.
W: You read it in the bathroom. Doing THINGS.
R: One more word and I will hurt you.
W: You masterb-
R: *hits writer with a stop sign* See, this is why you stop when I say. Or I will hurt you. With irony.
W: Son of a... That hurt!
R: Heh heh. Good. Now shut up and walk that way.
W: Why?
R: Cause we need to have a "WACKY ADVENTURE!" with a Sonic character so we can fit somewhere on the website.
W: Oh. Ok. I just hope it's not Cream or Vanilla.
R: Why?
W: Vanilla Cream.
R: Oh. Yeah good point. Cream would be scared and cry the whole time.
W: Vanilla would kill us.
(Note to self. Bring Vanilla into a future chapter.)
W: HAY I HEARD THAT! YOU DO AND SO HELP ME GOD, I WILL FIND A WAY TO KILL YOU!
R: It's "hey".
W: That caught me so off guard I couldn't be bothered to fix it.
R: Well, do it now.
W: No.
R: Whatever. Hey it's Amy.
Amy: Hello there...
W: Heya Am- Why are you so mad?
A: YOU SAID ONLY PERVERTED FANBOYS COULD MAKE SONIC BE MY BOYFRIEND!
R: Now now Amy... Calm down! It was only a joke!
A: YOU'RE GOING TO PAY! PIKO PIKO HAMMER STYLE!
W: RUN!
*no response from re- ok, i'm NOT making that pun. He's already gone... i'm done. stop reading the damned line.*
W: *runs for it*
A: GET BACK HERE! I NEED TO CAVE YOUR SKULL IN!
Clearly the girl had gone mad. After all, all Response said was that Sonamy was never gonna happen. I mean come ON. She a psych-
A: I CAN HEAR EVERY WORD YOU SAY WRITER! YAAAAAHHHHH!
*She lunges and tackles Writer*
W: HELP! *smacked* HAMMER HURT WRITER! *thwacked* WITA NEETH HITH TEEF! *crack*
A: Shat up and take your beatings like... something! I DON'T CARE!
R: HEY AMY! I SEE SONIC OVER THERE!
A: REALLY?! *runs to where he points* Where is he?!
R: He said he'd come *looks at watch* in 5...4...3...2...
A: *hit by train*
R: Ooh. Off by a bit.
W: Fank you Rethpothe.
R: Anytime pal. Now, let's look for your teeth.