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Your name is the SUPERNATURAL FANDOM and what is she doing here?
The Gravity Falls fandom is pressed at your side quietly, looking dreary and holding your hands. What is going on, what is GOING on? You can't help but comply with her and kiss her cheek lightly. That's the gentlemanly thing to do, right? Wink, wink… wait what are you doing? She lights up with blush.
Honestly, what just happened? First you were at Doctor Who's, having an emotional breakdown for who knows what reason. Some other fandoms came over because of who knows what. Then the Gravity Falls fandom is there and comforts you while you curl up next to her on the couch. And… oh… you must've had too many drinks or something.
It just became… make-out time or something. Your head is spinning, whirring and blurry, like the gears of a clock trying to move, but one notch being stuck, so the others try to go but can't. You can't seem to think straight. Weakly you push her away.
"What is going on?" You shudder, wings trembling and feather shaking as you try to focus. You can't, you feel as if you've been cursed and can't escape.
Gravity proceeds to comb through your hair with her fingers gently, telling your to quiet down. You sink back in and groan, pressing your palms to your face. You recognize you're are still at Doctor Who's place, and according to the clock, it's 7:12 in the morning. You can tell it must have been like a party last night because the place is littered and not as clean as its usual self. You lean up and check your phone and-
HELLO.
You don't scroll through all the alerts but you do see that you got a lot. 43 text messages from:
-homestuckFandom [HF] began pestering supernatualFandom [SF] at 10:23 pm-
HS: god I hate you so much
HS: where are you? Probably trashed at EDMs or something?
HS: or run crying to DW like the little piece of crap you are?
HS: god you screw up so many things at once
HS: Hetalia looks like he's gonna blow a fuse
HS: he already broke twwo lamps and a vvase
HS: and he won't tell me what happened, DO YOU R3AL1Z3 HOWW frustrating that I2
HS: diid you do 2omethiing bad
HS: there goes the TV
HS: man he really hates you
HS: and I'm having the pleasure of knowing he hates you now
HS: because I hate you too
HS: a lot
HS: ANSWWER M3 BULG3WW1P3
HS: are you hurt?
HS: ohno
HS: ohnoohnoohnoohno ARE YOU ALIVE
HS: what did you DO?!
HS: JEGUS
SF: I seriously hate you sometimes
HS: ohmygod
HS: did you die?
SF: …
HS: okay stupid question
SF: as if all your questions aren't stupid?
HS: shut up
SF: you know you love me ;)
HS: I will kill you D:
SF: you tried that once and I ended up nearly throwing you out of your own apartment complex. I could have just stayed there you know
HS: No you wouldn't have
SF: yes I would
HS: no
SF: yes
HS: NO
SF: yessssss
HS: there are no words to describe how much I want to choke you right now
SF: then kiss me
HS: what?
SF: that's what happened last time
HS: shut up
SF: ohhhh don't want me mentioning that?
HS: jegus shut UP
SF: omg you're so cute
HS: …I am not
SF: yes you are
HS: no
SF: yes
HS: nononononononononNO
HS: where are you so I can kick your butt
SF: hahaha try to find me
HS: just tell me where you are
SF: I'm already here
HS: DON'T YOU DARE MAK3 REF3RENC3S TO MY COM1C
SF: Oh feisty
SF: I like that
HS: ASDFGHJKL;QWERTYUIOPZXCVBBNM,SDFG4567SDFGHJ2345567 890DFGHJKLKJJsdfgh.y ttttttt8olsdfyubwe9t8oewbtbewn,jsf8y97t79 79 w9fwfhyhhy3737777…osufpie8w
SF: 3
- supernatualFandom [SF] ceased pestering homestuckFandom [HF] at 10:41 pm-
You chuckle while closing your phone. He's too much sometimes. You see a bleary eyed Doctor make his way to your side and swaying uneasily, ruffles your ragged hair.
"Ey' good mate…hah, feeling any better?"
"Are you okay?" You watch as he totters, nearly falling next to you.
"Absolutely chipper-"He collapses on your lap and both you and Gravity Falls leap about a foot in the air, startled. He doesn't seem to wake up with all the shaking. Gross, he drools a little on your lap and you take the time to take his fez off and throw it at the wall. You need to destroy that thing someday.
"Is he okay?" Gravity whispers, prodding his head a little with a hand, and trying to see if his eyes are okay by peering under his glasses. You wave a hand, at ease, but on the inside panicking like crazy.
"I think he passed out from exhaustion and too much alcohol. Remind me to punch EDM next time I see him?" She gives you an un-amused stare which reminds you that EDM is one of her friends. You stay quiet while you position the Doctor Who fandom on the couch instead of on yourself.
You stand up and awkwardly stumble into the kitchen, finding a dreary looking Sherlock with his face pressed to the table.
"Sleeping beauty is finally awake!" You scoff as you thwack him on the back of the head, but gently. The British fandom lets out a moan and tilts up to study you with dark eyes before pressing his forehead to the cold counter again.
"Now is not the time, Nat." His voice is hoarse and scratchy with exhaustion. You then proceed to sit down next to the half-conscious fandom.
"So what happened? EDM?" You ask, tucking your wings back behind you so they don't hit the walls.
"You tell me. I can't honestly remember much right now, let me sleep."
"On the kitchen counter?" He only gives a small 'yes' as his answer before evening his breathing and blocking you out. Always in a bad mood- jeez. After a small search, it seems that if other fandoms were here, they had already left. That would be unusual for EDM not to be asleep on the floor somewhere, but if he knew he'd be waking up to your partially-drunken and partially-angry self, he left.
You lounge on the counter for a second as well and then sit up and exit the room. You notice a few other stragglers like the Warriors fandom perched up on the window sill, peering outside and MLP snoring on a comfortable-looking chair. Your phone is buzzing with angry replies from Homestuck probably, but you don't care at the time.
…That is until a figure comes behind you and the world goes dark and fallen as a loud crack dully alerts you of a crowbar being brought to the back of your head.