Here y'all go! Here, we introduce the other type of Mary-Sue writer! (This will be explained in full in one of the classes.)

Disclaimer: I do not own this idea. It belongs to misscam, the writer of The Official Fanfiction University of Middleearth.

Copyright: I do own Ms. Bad Wolf (Wolfy), Annie, and any of my OC's.


"Abalone Clarissa Parkington, u r da hawtst grrl eva!" Nicco sayd dramticly. I :) nd flipd my long gold hair. "I no. Nd ur hawt too. We shuld go out." I sugestd, bating my long, pritty eyelashes. Niko gasd in2 my gorgus blu ies. "We shuld." He agrd. I flipd my goldn hair agin, den we wlkd 2 the camp Olive Garden for a romntc diner. He evn bot me flwrs nd stff! I wus soooo awsum! Sdnly, a man jmped out of nower! It ws Zoos! "Abalone! Y r u wit a son uf Hadz?" He sed. "He is gfsduhj-

Clarissa's typing was interrupted as she jumped in shock. In the reflection her computer screen she saw a pool of mist appearing, like one of those misty-message things in the books. She couldn't remember the name...She slowly turned around, and saw A young girl, probably about Ten, step through.

"Is this the house of Clarissa Parkington?" She asked.

"Yes. Who are you?" Clariss said haughtily, scrutinizing the small girl.

"Raccowususicornephydra!"The strange girl replied. She glanced at Clarissa's computer screen and grimmaced. "And it looks like I arrived just in time."

"hat do you mean? What's wrong with beautiful Abalone?" Clarissa gasped.

"It'd be quicker to say what isn't wrong with her." Phydra muttered.

"What?" Growled Clarissa. How dare this...Raccaisiy...Raccyphy...Child, come into her room and criticize her wonderful story! Phydra rolled her eyes.

"Look, I'm on a tight shecdule, I'm busier than Santa on christmas right now, so-" Phydra continued into a speech that sounded like she'd been forced to memorize by a boos who didn't like her way of explaining things to the students-I mean, a company approved script.

"Young fanfiction writer." Phydra droned. "You've been acctepted at the Official Fan Fiction University of Camp Halfblood. Congratulations. All we need is for you to fill out these forms," She handed Clarissa a stack of papers. "then you can begin to enlighten you Percy Jackson fanfiction career."

"But-"

"Please note that if you choose not to go to the academy, your license to write Percy JAckson fanfiction will be revoked, and you will never agin be able to write Percy JAckson fanfcition. Or, as yours are Nico Di'Angelo Fanfiction. Now, I have to now! Toodles!" and with that, Phydra left.

A stunned Clarissa was once again alone iin her bedroom. "Fanfiction academy? Yeah, right." She scoffed. Still, a tiny part of her mind rebelled. What if it is real? If you don't go, you'll never be able to write about Nico again! Clarissa sighed. She hated the voice of reason, still it wouldn't hurt to look at the forms...


Name:

Age:

Gender:

Demigod or Mortal:

Percy Jackson Lust object:

Is your Mary-Sue a self insert(Note that Liars will be stuck with triple chores for a month)?:


Ect, ect... The rest of the forms were Legal stuff about them not being responsible for anything that may happen, ect...

"Well...I really don't want to be banned from my Nico..." Grumbling, Clarissa began filling out the forms.


Name: Clarissa Samantha Parkington

Age: 12

Gender: Grrl!

Demigod or Mortal: Mortal

Percy Jackson Lust object: Nico!

Do you take the advice from Constructive Criticism: Uf corse not! Imma bettr riter then all dose geeks!

Have you ever been flamed: Yah, by a groop us geeks and nerds hoo thot dey culd rite my stry.

Is your Mary-Sue a self insert(Note that Liars will be stuck with triple chores for a month)?: Yes, my character is a self-insert, but I don't know who a Mary-Sue is! Her name is Abalone!


Clarissa then signed on Thirty. Flipping. Dotted. Lines. Her hand cramping, she warily looked at the last sheet of paper.


Have fun! See you tomorrow, bright and early!

-Ms. Bad Wolf, Headmistress of the OFUCHB


Clarisstrew the papers onto her desk, then crawled into bed, hoping this was all a dream.


*Yawn* I meant to go to bed 45 minutes ago...You're luck this took priority over sleep.

Still taking teacher applications and class suggestions! :)

Now, if anyone would like to be a student, feel free to fill-out the form and submit it! (No need to send me thirty signatures though!) Prefferably through PM, unless you don't have an account! :) If you've never written a Mary-Sue, just pretend you have! If you don't want to be a teacher or student, but would like a spot in the story PM me! :)

Review, please?

~WolfyBD