The Great Portable Fanfic: Why great? 'Cause I said so. Why Portable? 'Cause it is.
Chapter 1:
Once upon a time in a galaxy not so far away resided Kelsey. It bore a lot of resemblance to reality. In fact, it IS reality. Kelsey resided in reality, but she preferred to spend time in other galaxies. Sometimes she visited Buffy-land and other times General Hospital-ity, she hung out in Animorph-ania and she half-dwelled in X-Man-ia permanently. Lately she found herself traveling to 24/Seven-ville and Degrassi-ton as well. And what with all the stress of college and the internet and fics, she found herself mixing her fandoms up. And that is how and why this terrible travesty of a fic exists.
I woke up in a familiar bed, but then I have seven. I looked around and realized I was in an attic with three other people. Definitely Degrassi-ton. But I could have sworn my bed was from General Hospital-ity. And I was wearing my favorite pajamas from 24/Seven-ville. I'd being getting my fandoms mixed up, so I figured I was just confused. I got up and went downstairs, half-excited and half dreading my day in Degrassi-ton. If my life were a half-hour pre-teen melodrama cast with several very cute young actors, this would be it. I went down the creaky stairs to find my dad and Naiomi sitting at the table drinking coffee. Now I knew something was wrong. Dad and Naiomi are supposed to be in Animorph-ania. This is the price I pay for drinking large quanities of caffeinated beverages and juice and staying up later than is strictly sensible.
I really should be studying for the quiz in my Child Development class in 27 minutes.
"Dad? Naiomi?" I asked, "I'm confused."
//Why?// Professor Xavier asked rolling in.
"Because, this is all... wrong. It's very, very wrong," I said aloud.
"No. It's perfectly logical that we go visit your uncle Simpson while you are 6 different ages in three different countries," my step-father Stefan announced steping into the house.
Chapter 1:
Once upon a time in a galaxy not so far away resided Kelsey. It bore a lot of resemblance to reality. In fact, it IS reality. Kelsey resided in reality, but she preferred to spend time in other galaxies. Sometimes she visited Buffy-land and other times General Hospital-ity, she hung out in Animorph-ania and she half-dwelled in X-Man-ia permanently. Lately she found herself traveling to 24/Seven-ville and Degrassi-ton as well. And what with all the stress of college and the internet and fics, she found herself mixing her fandoms up. And that is how and why this terrible travesty of a fic exists.
I woke up in a familiar bed, but then I have seven. I looked around and realized I was in an attic with three other people. Definitely Degrassi-ton. But I could have sworn my bed was from General Hospital-ity. And I was wearing my favorite pajamas from 24/Seven-ville. I'd being getting my fandoms mixed up, so I figured I was just confused. I got up and went downstairs, half-excited and half dreading my day in Degrassi-ton. If my life were a half-hour pre-teen melodrama cast with several very cute young actors, this would be it. I went down the creaky stairs to find my dad and Naiomi sitting at the table drinking coffee. Now I knew something was wrong. Dad and Naiomi are supposed to be in Animorph-ania. This is the price I pay for drinking large quanities of caffeinated beverages and juice and staying up later than is strictly sensible.
I really should be studying for the quiz in my Child Development class in 27 minutes.
"Dad? Naiomi?" I asked, "I'm confused."
//Why?// Professor Xavier asked rolling in.
"Because, this is all... wrong. It's very, very wrong," I said aloud.
"No. It's perfectly logical that we go visit your uncle Simpson while you are 6 different ages in three different countries," my step-father Stefan announced steping into the house.