The next day Bailey came by and helped her look for her book.
She was under her bed, only to find dust bunnies. He crouched down and punched her leg. She got out from under her bed and looked up at him.
"Need any help?" he asked, joyfully.
He suddenly saw that she was crying.
He helped her get up and brushed her off to get the dust bunnies that remained on her.
"What's wrong?" he asked, looking at her shoes.
She wiped the tears from her face and tried to smile pleasantly. "Oh, I can't find my book. Now we will never be able to get into it." she answered.
He looked at all the posters of Johnny the Homicidal Maniac. She had some t-shirts of him, she even had one she made herself. She also had a doll that she made herself too. She made her own JtHM bed sheet, wall, purse, shampoo, and any other product you could think of. She was indeed the most obsessed fan of Johnny the Homicidal Maniac.
Bailey saw a book that sort of looked like it, and it was near behind her bedroom door. He picked it up and knew it was the Director's Cut. The reason she got that instead of getting all of the comics one through seven is because so she wouldn't misplace them all.
He put it up to her face and shook it around. Margo's eyes went wide. She snatched it from him and jumped up with joy. She cheered like a little kid.
She shed one tear and it fell on the book. The book started to shake and then burst into making it a turquoise portal. This is it! she wanted to cry out that. Bailey was dumbfounded while Margo became impressed and amazed.
"Let's go!" she demanded while almost walking into the portal. "Wait!" Bailey cried. Margo turned and was puzzled. "What? This is the moment I've been waiting for!" She screamed. Bailey tried not to think of anything that would make her not want to go, but there was no decent way of saying it. "Yeah, but you can't because how are you going to make it back?" he yelled.
Margo tossed the book to him and winked. "Find some fans on the internet, will yeah? Thanks!" she said happily. Bailey almost said stop, until she went into the portal and it closed.
Bailey stood there. In her room. Doing nothing. He almost cried when he remembered what she said for him to do. He sighed irritatedly and went to her computer.
Well, better see who I can find that actually loves this poop...he thought while clicking on the Internet Explorer.
(Author Note: Probably some of you want to slap Bailey up side the head. Now, review if you want to be in the next chapter!