Umm...

So,after i discussing with crafordbrian for his idea,i could finish this thing in only 3 days,now that's an improvement!

You can suggest your own ideas!

One of you might get the chance for your ideas to be picked up!

Anyway,enjoy reading!

I always get headache when trying to think,even with a good sleep. I wonder why...

Reason Deleted:-

A/N was in a single,full chapter with mo stories in it.


"I'm so excited! We finally meet together after a long time!"Stella said very happily.

doorbell*

"That must be Susan." She said happily.

"Come on in."

Susan opens the door and tried to step in the house but got stuck in the doorway.Her fat body was too big to fit in the doorway.

"Uh,help?" Susan said while trying to get in the house.

When Stella comes over to her, they say a few things to greet each other.

"Sure." Stella said.

tries to pull Susan by her big,fat arm*

"So,how's your life?" She asks Susan.

"Fine." Susan answers.

"How do you get fat?" Stella asks again.

"Better talk about it on the couch." Susan answers again.

"Mmph,You... Are... Too... Heavy!" Stella pulls so hard,that Susan finally comes off the doorway.

Stella fall to the floor. Susan then felt unstable and fall to her.

"Oh,I'm so sorry!" She gets up.

"Are you ok?" Susan asks her.

"Yeah,it's fine." Stella answers.

Stella stood up and both of them sit on the couch.

"So,how do you get fat,Susan?" Stella asks.

"It's a long story." Susan answer.

"Just tell me."

"Ok,so,three years ago,I told to Sally about an embarrassing secret and said not to tell everyone about it."

"Here's the picture of her." Susan show Sally's picture.She have yellow,short hair,and wears green shorts,blue shirt and red white shoes.

"But Sally tell everyone,it became a talk in the school, causing me became so mad that i punches Sally till she faints."

"I realize what I did is wrong,but by the time it was too late."

"Sally had bruises everywhere,blood flowing from her head."

By the time they get to hospital,she's already dead.

"After her death,I felt empty,blaming myself and felt lazy to even live."

"I felt like everything has fell down,think that the world don't need me."

"Whenever I started to feel sad,i ate as fast as I can to make sure that the sad won't conquer my mind."

"And that's why I'm now fat,so fat that I can barely get in my room."

Susan then remembered how she watched her own friends died by her own hands.

She cries hard,really hard.That the sound was able to be hear on the ENTIRE Royal Woods.

"It's okay.At least you have me,right?"Stella pat Susan's shoulder.

"I don't care how fat you've gotten,and I'll always be your friend,no matter what."Stella speaks as she rubs Susan's belly as.if there were a baby in there.Susan then hugs her.The hug was really deep.Too deep that Stella starts to suffocate.Susan then let Stella go.

"Thanks,Stella." Susan wipes her eyes.

"No problem." Stella answers.

"How about we have a walk around the Royal Woods?" Stella said.

"Okay." Susan answers.

As Susan walks out of the house,she get stuck on the doorway.

"Help,again."

"Yeah."Stella runs to her and pushes Susan by using her back.

"Uugghhhhh"She groans as Susan gets unstuck,little,by little.

Then,they both fell,and they both chuckles.

"C'mon,lets go." Stella said as Susan follows her.


They both walks as Stella thinks to herself.

"This would be harder than I first thought it would be! She's now fat! How am I going to take care of her?"As she speaks to her mind.


November 2 A/N(or is it?):-The screen changes screen,showing a chubby boy with black hair,dark skin, dark brown eyes,wearing yellow jersey and dark sports pants with light green stripes,typing as he greets the reader.

"Hi,i'm the writer."he said.

"Well,want to know about something? Want to know why i only write 1 page in my fanfic and left it off after?"

"Ok,um... It's because of,as usual,common problems,Writer's Block,and Memory Issues. I have little task,but i can't even do it properly!" he talked in frustation.

"Another thing is,I also got typing problems,with me typing wrong letters almost everytime. Why am i not good at planning... Just why..." Mr.Writer said as he looks into the ceiling,as a sequence playing,show that he trying to type something on his keyboard.

"Tradadadada..." he sings random melody as he types.

He then spotted a problem with his sentence. He misspelt "I love" as "O lev".

"Oops,let me fix it." he said as he misspell it again and finally managed to correct the wrong spelling in 10th trial,showing in his device screen that he only writes 3-4 sentences.It then shows another sequence.

"What did i wanted to write about earlier?" he starts thinking,before finally gives out in 30 minutes of failed to think of something.

"HEEEIGHHH!!! WHY DO THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN WHEN I START TO WRITING!" As he slams the table because of frustration,leaves the writing room to drinks water,and calms him down.

The sequence then ends, showing the writer staring back into the fourth wall.

He continues his speech. "Ok,back to the memory thing,I got severely punished when i'm aged ten on school,even in a danger of getting expelled,because of i didn't get to finish the homework. I forgot that i have to do it,the pressure was so high that it let me to become lazier than ever to do my homework because of the pressure,coming from the school." Mr.Writer heavily breathes,as his face starts to frowns because of the bad memories.

"I wish i could rewind back that time,so i might get to live happily again."

He went into his own world,wondering what would've been if he doesn't become so careless with his health.As he looks into reader once again.

He was surprised that the reader still reading through the whole thing even though all he write was a bad material.

"Ummm... Can we just end it here?" He speaks to the reader as he stands up to the reader,pushing the thing until it reaches the fourth wall door.

"Bye!" He waves at the reader,as he slams the door,ending the whole chapter.