Fifty-Three
Author's not Dead
The PC box had become a fake church, as the author was lying in a coffin with her arms crossed and her C.B Pencil in her hands.
The Pokémon, Percy, Zelda, and Agumon were in the audience, half of them crying, the other half just looking downtrodden.
Quilava stepped up to the podium in a suit and tie (long as I got my suit and tie, momma's gonna be in the house tonight-) and cleared his throat.
"Dearly beloved," he spoke grandly to the others, whom looked up, "we come here today to mourn the passing of a beloved friend, champion Pokémon trainer, and respected author."
"Is she really dead?" Zoroark whispered to Zelda.
Zelda shrugged.
"Reevee21 started out on FanFiction as a humble guest, merely poking around the archives for something to read. And thus she discovered the miracle that was The Diamond Dare Show.
"Her now favorite story was checked on repeatedly before she reached the age of 13, and gained her own account. Her first works of FanFiction were hidden away on an ancient archive—"
"I'm sorry to interrupt your speech," Flygon piped up, "but she first wrote on an old computer at the age of ten."
"Yes Flygon," Quilava sighed, still a bit melancholy (calmly sad), "it was a mystery dungeon fic.
"Her first work, Dragon's Shadow, didn't quite go off with a bang. But other works graced her laptop: Spirit Fire, Academy of Phorms, and our own story.
"What Goes Down in the PC was 'never meant to be a hit' as she said, supposedly a 'smaller book for kicks.' It was inspired off of Lilligant' Lemonade Stand, mainly because she didn't like the shortness of the chapters.
"And it kicked off with much more than anticipated, with-as of now-fifty-three chapters. We will all miss her, and her work. Mainly us, the actual characters."
All was silent for a long amount of time before it was interrupted by a familiar voice.
"Woooooow. That was a great biography," Reevee noted, laying on her side with her arm on her head in a 'paint me like one of your French girls' pose.
"ZOMBIE!" Treeko shouted, knocking her out with the flat of his blade.
"YOU ACTUALLY KILLED HER THIS TIME!" Charizard roared.
NEWS FLASH—I'M NOT DEAD!
Percy: oh thank the heavens.
(laughs nervously) you see, I've got kind of an author's block I'm working through on this book, so it's kind of…on hiatus.
Everyone: WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!
Agumon: (spit take)
Percy: HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO US?!
HOLD ON TO YO PANTS, DEMIGOD! I will update this at least once a week, but I will be mainly writing on an upcoming SSB fic. Also, I'm always open for ideas! Reviews appreciated!
Before I am brutally hurt by the PC Pokémon whom are currently being held at bay by Zelda, please review, follow, or favorite—do all three and I could give you one of these mints they had at my fake funeral! Be sure to love on yo Eevee/lutions (c'mon, that Sylveon is looking lonely today!) and see you all next chapter-hopefully!
