The Warweary Serket watched as, moments after his call, his alternate timeline self brought four rebellious people into his location, and then walked out. He then heard a sound of the door locking.

There was no escape.

Jumping from the third floor into the winter of Lithu- er, City of Serketpolė wouldn't be a solution, and would likely result in a painful death, and since he owned the place, medical assistance wouldn't come.

He looked back at the whiteboard and erased everything except for the words "Portal: The 4th Millennium franchise".

"What was that?" asked one of the curious voices.

"A map of this entire class", responded the Warweary.

He then required some attention.

"Portal: The 4th Millennium franchise. What do these words remind you of?"

Freelance Plot Protector Katz was the first to answer.

"A bunch of nonsense written by an immature kid from a country that doesn't exist?"

The Warweary walked up to Katz.

"I swear, I will bring an alternate timeline version of you into this classroom, and kill her as everyone is watching."

"You're still an immature kid from a country that doesn't exist."

"No, I and my lovely spider wife are the owners of City of Serketpolė..."

"I thought your wife was GLaDOS?"

"That is alternate timeline me. And I - this timeline me - could throw an entire building at you if I wished to. Any other responses?"

"You're so cruel," Insane Guy of Doom thought he could have these words come out of his mouth.

"Precisely! Uncontrollable cruelty," replied the Warweary, proceeded back to the whiteboard and added a bullet point reading "cruelty". "Anything else?"

"You were featured in Marrissa's stories," answered Arrow-Awesome. That received another bullet point.

"A lot of weird time shit," said irenicPie, and watched as her response was also depicted.

Other fragmented sentences that had the honor of being written on the whiteboard included "Internet era", "Portal mods" and "a hell of a lot writing", among many others.

"Well, that is a whole bunch of stuff that should get you a general idea," said the Warweary finishing the thought rain that had started. "But general idea isn't enough if you want to write fanfics."

"We want to write fanfics based on your work?" snarked Katz.

"You already did. That's why you're here."

"You applied yourself," Katz replied and pulled off a paper that could be called her prized possession, which then she gave to the Warweary.

"This just... I can't... absolutely needs word-by-word commentary." And the teacher started reading the paper.

"Okay, here's you- er, me- You know what this is? A paper that has been written onto by some guy. That's what it is. Name... Lithu- City of Serketpolian-"

"Is "Serketpolian" even a word?"

"Is "Contine" a proper English name? Whatever. ...always go by pseudonym Aperture Science Business Magnet, that is to say, Alternate Timeline Warweary Serket, because the idea that I ever named myself "Aperture Science Business Magnet" is completely reckless and foolhardy and I'd never give the foolish notion a second thought."

"Sounds more like Alternate Timeline Integral Circuit."

"Imagine I called her amicableCake. Age - 15- excuse me. I am EIGHTEEN. I am not a person like Jane Crocker who is stuck permanently at one age for several billion years."

"Jane's arc was there for only three years. Learn to respect canon."

"I can write my stories however I want, and no one is forbidding me. I'm just creating an alternate universe and no one is blaming me. It's you who have to work on canon respect because you are trying to write Portal: The 4th Millennium franchise fics seriously and fail miserably."

"You don't seem that open to fanwork."

"This lesson is me trying to teach you some respect! It isn't even about Portal: The 4th Millennium or anything, for Android Hell's sake!"

"No, it's a random guy who I have suspicions on his identity being so cruel and-"

The Warweary then pulled out his phone again, and made a call.

"Hello? Aperture Science Chronological Accuracy Department?"

Just as that, Freelance Plot Protector Katz walked up to the Warweary and kicked him in the gut so hard he was catapulted into his chair and seriously injured.

Instead of speaking, he started writing in his own blood on the nearby wall: "You still can't escape".

Katz then hurried to the door, but realized it was locked. She then thought of escaping through the window, but realized that wouldn't work either.

Katz then returned to her seat, knowing that she was simply forced to tend to this, and watched as the whiteboard started showing color, and flicked to show a Windows XP operating system and Notepad turned on, with text slowly being written as the Warweary would now die without medical assistance.

Portal: The 4th Millennium franchise is a byproduct of Valve Software's Portal and Andrew Hussie's MS Paint Adventures. However, during the years, it has found its way to be independent from both of these no seriously someone call Vriska right now

And the rest then watched as they were stuck with a dying guy who had forced them into this eternal nightmare.

Whoever this "Vriska" was, the four needed to turn her to their side and make her unlock the door, preferably within a day, but several months would also suffice.