A/N: (Standing on top of computer desk, eyes closed and very quiet) …
Sven: What are you doing?
Me: (Cracks eye) Shush. I'm busy.
Sven: Doing what exactly?
Me: Sven, shut the hell up and then I'll tell you.
Train: (Comes into room holding bag of potato chips and incessantly eating them) Yo! KNC! Whatcha doin'?
Me: Coming up with a new story for you Train-kun.
Sven: (Pissed) Sure, he asks and you spill your guts! Have you no shame?!
Me: Only when it comes to Train baby. (Snaps head upward) THAT'S IT!!
Train: (Stops eating) What's it?
Me: A STORY… THAT THE READERS DECIDE HOW IT ENDS!!
Sven: … Come again?
Me: A STORY… TO MATCH TRAIN UP WITH HIS TRUE LOVE!!
Train: (Tosses bag away) ARE YOU SERIOUS?? WE'LL DECIDE WHO I ACTUALLY END UP WITH IN THIS SERIES??
Me: YES!! THAT WAY, I'LL GET READERS AND THEY'LL BE INTERESTED IN THE STORY!!
Train: YESSSSSS!! (Punches fist in the air)
Sven: …Who would be retarded enough to read that story?
Me: Someone who has been fed up enough with the endless crazy pairings!
Train: (Gets on one knee) Kuro-Neko-Chan, I beg you, do this story! For me, for the world!
Me: I WILL DO IT!! READERS AND LOVERS OF TRAIN HEARTNET, UNITE!! Make suggestions; send me profiles of your characters, male or female! I'll put them all! They will all be contestants on THE BACHELOR SWEEPER! (Also send in name requests)
Train: (Claps hands excitedly) Oh, can I recruit people to help me decide?
Me: Of course! The more the merrier!
Sven: And you'll be the first to suggest your character, aren't you?
Me: Hey! Not all my stories have my character in them!
Sven: Just the ones that no one pays attention to.
Me: That's it! You're on filing duty! You will not help narrow the vote! EVER!!
Sven: WHAT?? YOU CAN'T DO THAT! I'M HIS PARTNER FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!
Me: You're not getting me to change my mind! Readers, send in your requests by the end of this month, if possible. Look for the first chapter and the contestants in October!
Train: (Singing incoherently) I'm gonna get a girlfriend, I'm gonna get a girlfriend, I'm gonna get a girlfriend…
Me: (Puts hand on shoulder) Hold it lover-boy! You gotta wait at least a month!
Train: (Crosses arms and pouts) Boo.
Sven: (Glares) Don't be such a baby.
Me: DON'T FUSS AT MY STAR!!