Author's note: Thanks again Dee for your amazing idea! Stop being annoyingly great! Its not fair on us wee mortals down below :P

The Horror of Fan Girls

Fiyero closed his eyes, his head hazy struggling to concentrate.

"Fiyero, are you ok? You fainted," a high female voice answered.

Fiyero opened his eyes to see a strange girl leaning over him, while a large man seemed to be weirdly touching his chest. Fiyero looked down and had to hold in his high pitched scream.

"W....what is that?" Fiyero asked horrified at the blue diamonds that had been tattooed on his chest, his beautiful six packed chest that had been used as a helpful tool for getting girls, but that was now all in the past.

"Don't you remember prince-y poo? In the club, we were hitting it off," the strange girl slid her finger down his arm. His eyes properly open, he saw the girl had night black hair and tattoos running down both arms, "and we decided to get some tattoos before we took anything further. Don't you remember the tat you choose? You said it was some tribal thing from way back in your family or something, it was hard to tell you were pretty wasted."

She began to giggle, as Fiyero sat with the horrified expression still on his face,

"When you fainted, you kept mumbling about some green skinned girl that you apparently love, but when people faint I guess they say all kinds of random things.

"Maybe I should go," Fiyero struggled to his bare feet, he had no idea where his shoes had gone or his shirt for that matter.

"I wouldn't recommend getting up that quickly after fainting," both the man and the girl became to loom over Fiyero with ever growing height.

"Ummmmm thanks for the advice but on thanks," Fiyero ran out the door, before slamming into a crowd that appeared to be waiting outside.

"FIYERO!!! WE LOVE YOU!!!" The crowd was filled with girls waving banners and screaming at Fiyero, each one trying to grab a piece of him.

One dark haired fan girl stroked his chest, whispering suggestively,

"Love the tat Yero, I'll show you mine if you like. It's in a very private place."

Fiyero getting scared out his mind, pushed through the crowd trying to escape. When he finally came to the edge of the crowd, on all fours so not to attract attention, he made one big mistake,

"So long freaky fan girls, I'm sorry but my heart belongs to another," he grinned not realising how they'd react.

Every fan girl in the area turned towards him which slits in their eyes, all pointing daggers at him. Fiyero turned to leg it down the alley way as every single one of the fan girls chased after him in a never ending trail.

But then he tripped and fell into a muddy puddle as the fan girls grabbed at him, pulling him this way and that, before he let out one last painful cry.