Author's Note: The bold text is the in-universe fanfiction and the non-bold text is Kaeloo and Mr. Cat's reactions to reading it.

Kaeloo and Mr. Cat were huddled around Kaeloo's laptop, searching for the website where Stumpy read fanfics.

"Chronicles of Our Own," Kaeloo read the site's name out loud.

Mr. Cat navigated to the cartoons section and scrolled down to the letter K, finding Kaeloo as one of the first results listed there.

"Ah, here we are," he said, clicking on the link. He was met with a list of story titles and their descriptions.

"Ooh, I'm so excited! Let's pick one, Mr. Cat! Let's pick one!" Kaeloo said, grabbing Mr. Cat by the shoulders and shaking him vigorously. Mr. Cat, who was quite used to this by now, calmly grabbed her arms and removed them from his person.

Kaeloo is put in danger, but an unlikely hero pops up to save her, read the description of the first fanfic on the list.

"An unlikely hero? I want to know who that is!" Kaeloo said, her curiosity piqued.

"I must admit, my curiosity is piqued as well," Mr. Cat agreed. He opened the page.

I ran. I ran and I ran. I ran until I couldn't run anymore, but I kept running.

"So he couldn't run but he kept running?" Kaeloo tilted her head a little, confused.

I (yes, this is me, SuperCoolPhilippe69420) had to do whatever it took to save Kaeloo from HIS clutches.

"Somehow I get the feeling you could save yourself in such a situation by transforming and beating the bad guy up," Mr. Cat remarked.

"Aw, come on, Mr. Cat! I like tales where the damsel is rescued by a brave hero in the end," Kaeloo retorted.

Poor, sweet, defenseless, poor little Kaeloo was a true damsel in distress. The poor thing could never do anything on her own.

"You might have been right, Mr. Cat," Kaeloo admitted begrudgingly through clenched teeth.

"If we ever start selling merchandise for this show, the first item on our agenda should be a thesaurus," Mr. Cat snarked dryly.

After I ran and ran some more, I ran into the hideout of the evil… Mr. Cat.

"Maybe this story's not so bad after all," Mr. Cat grinned. After all, villainy was basically a hobby to him.

Everyone in Smileyland thought Kaeloo and Mr. Cat were dating, but they weren't.

Kaeloo and Mr. Cat paused awkwardly, trying to figure out if either of them should say something or if they were better off being silent. They both chose the latter, ignoring each other's reddening faces.

In reality, Kaeloo couldn't stand that dastardly villain. She was actually married to me!

"Wait, WHAT?!" Kaeloo and Mr. Cat exclaimed in anger, though for differences.

I grabbed Kaeloo from Mr. Cat's arms and held her in my own. My poor baby swooned into my arms, whimpering in fright.

"I'm starting to get fed up of this guy," Kaeloo grumbled.

"Who are you?" Mr. Cat demanded.

"I am…" I said, pausing for dramatic effect. "The world's greatest superhero, Purple Sheep! I'm the most awesomest, greatest, and most reprehensible superhero to have ever existed!" I cried, brandishing my Super Sausage.

Kaeloo and Mr. Cat paused for a minute to check if they'd read that right before they collapsed in a heap on the ground, laughing.

"He - I - that's the -" Mr. Cat sputtered, trying to form a coherent sentence between laughs. Kaeloo sat up, wiping tears from her eyes.

"Oh, Purple Sheep! I'm so glad you came to save me!" the weak, distressed Kaeloo cried from the grip of my strong, manly arms. My eyes burning with rage, I vowed to defeat the evil Mr. Cat once and for all using my amazing superpowers. Mr. Cat trembled in fear.

"To be fair, if a weirdo wearing a spandex suit broke into my house while shoving a sausage in my face and yelling about his alleged reprehensibility, that would be a reasonable reaction for me to have, don't you think?"

Then I defeated Mr. Cat. The details aren't important. The only thing that matters is that I beat that jerk and then Kaeloo and I got married. THE END.

A/N: I LOVE YOU KAELOO!

"Weren't we already 'married' before all of this happened?" Kaeloo wondered.

"That story was terrible," Mr. Cat stated matter-of-factly. "... It was also much too short for my liking. Come on, let's find another one!"