Two large eyes stared at the screen, blinking innocently.

"Why, hello there. My name is Miss Sexy."

"Dara, for Notch's sake, stop. You are not sexy."

"You're just jealous, Urushi, of my sexiness."

Looking like she was about to choke her so called "friend," Urushi sighed deeply before plastering on a forced smile to welcome the readers. "Heya! For our third episode, we're reviewing Not Just Another Night by Kitte-Wolf. It's about Notch and Herobrine, but I can assure you that it's not your typical story of two gods' rivalry."

Dara flailed her arms about with her signature, hyper nature. "It's got action! And blood! And violence! And more blood! And gore! And, and-"

"Overall," Urushi interrupted, bringing back the attention onto herself. "Not Just Another Night is pretty fascinating with a well thought out plot. Both Dara and I agree that this deserves a lot more attention than just one review. I mean, the average length for each chapter is two thousand words, which is really good."

"Excuse me for a moment," Dara muttered quickly before leaving her seat. Her friend gave her a curious glance before focusing back on her audience.

"Anyway, Kitte-Wolf, I think you might want to use less complex sentences. Too many makes the story a little confusing. It's good to use a mix of compound-complex, compound and simple sentences."

"LIKE TRAIL MIX!" Out of nowhere, confetti made of a variety of raisins, candy, and nuts rained down on Urushi as a cheerful Dara bounced up and down. "I FREAKING LOVE TRAIL MIX!"

Gritting her teeth, she glared at Dara as her friend popped a chocolate candy in her mouth. "Don't worry, Urushi, I'll clean this up."

"And pigs will grow wings and fly," Urushi retorted.

"Oh," Dara said, ignoring her partner and swallowing a few almonds. "And also, you might wanna use some linebreaks to make it less confusing. Me and Urushi -"

"Urushi and I," her friend corrected.

Dara sighed. She had finally gotten her revenge, as simple as it was. "Fine, Urushi and I were a little confused when you suddenly jumped from Siem and her brothers to their worried parents."

"And, um, in the first chapter, you started using the word 'average' a lot, which is great for emphasis, but if you use it a lot, then it gets sort of tiring." Urushi added. "But at least it's not as tiring as someone's trail mix obsession." She rolled her eyes pointedly as her friend placed her hand on her heart, displaying mock hurt.

"Me? Tiring? I think you need to sit down and take some medicine, because I'm as tiring as a zombie dressed as a sloth dressed as an enderman eating pancakes."

"But seriously, though, this fanfiction is amazing. Hopefully some of you will take the time to check it out, because this story is definitely worth more than just one review."

"Yep! Let's spam her inbox with reviews! We can call it Operation Review!" grinned Dara mischievously.

Chuckling slightly, Urushi waved. "Well, that's about it, so remember, if you want to be reviewed, just shoot us a PM or review. Bye, and remember," her voice shrunk to a whisper, "Kitte-Wolf cannot know about Operation Review at any cost! Right, Dara?"

Urushi turned to her friend as Dara waved to the mailman outside.

"Dara?"

"Oh, I'm just saying hi to the mailman. He's nice. He was just leaving, but then he let me give him a letter to Kitte-Wolf."

"Wait, what letter?"

"Y'know, the letter about Operation Review!"

"... I'm this close to snapping your neck and becoming a murderer. Do you know that, Dara?"

"I know that as much as I am sexy."

"Good for you, then. Good for you. Hopefully, your 'sexiness' can also save you from my knife."