Chapter 10: Author's Prerogative
***Somewhere deep in the hallowed halls of the ARC***
"Hey Danny! Hey Claudia! Lovely afternoon, isn't it?"
"Sarah? What are you doing here? I told you to wait by the car."
"Not sure, really. Angel said I needed to be here, something about not getting enough reviews."
"Angel? Angel who?"
"Oh, you know Angel. She's the author—the lovely woman who writes all our scripts."
"Oh, that Angel! What do you mean, not enough reviews? Don't these people know how awesome she is? Bloody hell!"
"Hey guys, what's going on?"
"Connor? Nick? I thought you were in the atrium adjusting the ADD."
"We were, but Angel said she had something to show us. Hey, did you know that ADD also stands for Attention Deficit Disorder? Pretty cool, eh?"
"Yeah, Conn, just brilliant."
"Abby? I thought you were at home, drunk off your arse."
"Cabby dropped me off here, don't know why. What's everyone doing standing around here anyway?"
"Angel wants to show us something, apparently, because she didn't get enough reviews."
"Are the readers off their trolleys? We are bloody interesting characters, if I do say so myself. I mean, I make a hilarious drunk, and Conn here is mighty tasty in just about any scene you put him in."
"Thank you! Jeez, now she says it!"
"Yes, it is about time. Now maybe you both can go off and have many quirky but adorable little babies with which we can torture Lester."
"Ha ha ha. You're on."
"Okay, so Angel didn't get enough reviews…what happens now?"
…
"Hey, does anyone else hear that?"
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
Crash!
"Oh, bugger."
The End
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