Alright, so I've already received a few suggestions for the story, and I would like to thank everyone who has suggested so far. If you haven't, you've still got plenty of time. It will probably be a couple more chapters before I can use any of them, though.

Anyhow, here is chapter two of The Fan.


In just twenty minutes, Sherman's opinion of Ginger had flipped. At first, he thought it would be a good idea to try to make friends with her.

Now, he thought that was the worst mistake he had ever made.

Eventually, Sherman and Penny stormed out of Sherman's room, Ginger following closely behind, continuing to blab on about random things. Mainly Ginger's so-called "marriage" with Mr. Peabody.

"I've already got the whole wedding planned out!" Ginger yelled. "I'm gonna have a vanilla cake, with three layers, baked for 37 minutes and 23 seconds at 366 degrees, and-"

"Interesting, Ginger," Penny scoffed.

"Do you like vanilla cakes? With chocolate icing?" said Ginger.

Sherman sighed. "Would you please excuse us for a minute?"

"Sure! Anything for you two!" Ginger ran off in another direction.

Once Ginger was gone, Sherman finally spoke. "Okay, you were right! She's insane!"

"I told you that you shouldn't have invited her over!"

"What are we gonna do?" Sherman panicked.

"I don't know, but we have to think of something, fast!" Penny replied.

"You guys okay?" Mr. Peabody piped in.

Sherman ran towards him. "Mr. Peabody, Ginger's insane!"

"Insane? What makes you say that? Well, besides the hugging."

However, Mr. Peabody's question was not answered by Sherman and Penny, or even directly. It was indirectly answered by Ginger, who suddenly gave off an unbearably high-pitched barking noise.

"Gah!" Mr. Peabody yelled. He turned around to find Ginger wearing a wolf mask, continuing to make barking and panting noises.

"Ginger!" Mr. Peabody scolded.

Ginger took off the wolf mask to reveal her happy expression. She was bobbing up and down very rapidly. "That was my impression of a wolf! Ooh, here it comes again!" She put the wolf mask back on and continued to bark.

"I'll go deal with Ginger," Sherman whispered to Penny.

"You do that," Penny scoffed.

Sherman began to approach Ginger who was still harassing Mr. Peabody with her nonstop barking.

"Ginger?" Sherman squeaked.

"Do you have food?" Ginger asked randomly.

"Umm..."

Before Sherman could finish, Ginger piped up again. "Food! I want food!"

"Ginger..." Mr. Peabody groaned.

"Me want food! Wolfie want food! Wolfie hungry!"

"Wolfie is going home," said Sherman sternly.

Ginger looked down at the ground in shame. "Now wolfie sad..." she moaned.

"It was really nice to have you here, thank you," Penny said, her mouth dripping with sarcasm.

However, Ginger didn't understand Penny's sarcastic tone. "Thank me? Are you kidding? Try thanking you! Ha ha."

Sherman and Penny looked at each other.

"Well, bye!" Ginger hollered, heading down the elevator, still wearing the creepy wolf mask.

The elevator doors closed shut, leaving Mr. Peabody in a confused state. "Is... that your friend?" he croaked.

"Was," said Sherman. "Turns out she's insane."

"She hugs too much," Mr. Peabody complained, shuddering at the thought of Ginger hugging him again.

"Yeah, well," Sherman muttered.

"What do you want to do?" Penny questioned. "We've still got time."

"Let's just go to my room and talk about how creepy and annoying Ginger is," Sherman replied.

"Yeah, that wolf mask was just pathetic," Penny giggled.

"Have fun!" Mr. Peabody hollered.

The door closed, and Mr. Peabody turned on the TV and began to watch the news.


Ginger is a creep, isn't she? Just wait. There's more coming your way.

Stay tuned for more. Feedback is appreciated.