Chapter Two
Will and Lyra waited.
And waited.
"Are you quite DONE?" Lyra growled at the fanwriter.
"Oh, just ignore her." The Mary-Sue said, her raven locks blowing in the previously nonexistent breeze.
Will, of course, swooned, thinking half-written thoughts about how beautiful and mysterious this mystery girl was. His inner monologue about it might have spanned two pages if Lyra hadn't moved threateningly towards the fanwriter.
"All right, I'm done." She sighed.
"I'm Krystal." The girl said finally, her voice both soft and appealing. "Princess Krystal Amethyst Moonglow Silken-touch. I'm from another dimension."
Will swooned. And then frowned, annoyed that his role in this chapter was mainly going to be swooning. And then swooned.
Lyra gritted her teeth. The pain behind her eyes was now blinding.
"Could you perhaps lessen my headache a tad? Jealousy does not bring on headaches."
"Oh, sorry." The fanwriter apologized and quickly scribbled something down in her notebook.
"So you're Lyra." Krystal said, smiling serenely.
"Yeeesssss.." Lyra replied. Mary-Sues had a talent for stating the obvious as though it were greatly important. It was a talent to be admired, but never imitated.
"I've come to help you save the world." Krystal said predictably. "But first to steal the love of your life and blind you with my beauty."
"Ah." The fanwriter said.
All six of them (including the previously forgotten daemons) looked at her.
"I've just figured out a spectacular ending, sorry, sorry, continue."
"Er, yeah, where was I?"
"Introductions." Krystal told her helpfully.
Will swooned. He had never met a girl, no, woman so gorgeous, perfect, etc. etc. in his entire life. "I think I'm in love with you." He told Krystal. Then looked quickly at Lyra, as if to apologize. A confused look came over his face. "Wait."
Lyra smiled sympathetically. "I'm extremely jealous." She said before she realized what she was saying.
Will looked over at the fanwriter. "Oh come ON." He groaned.
She was furiously scribbling in her notebook and took no notice of him. Or the fact that he had brown hair, because Krystal ran her delicate hand lovingly through his ash blonde hair and said. "That's so sweet. But first we have to save the world." She said, her deep green eyes twinkling. Appealingly, obviously.
"Oh COME ON!" Will cried. "This is getting out of hand." He looked at Lyra for support but she was muttering to herself.
"It's denial first, dammit, why can't I ever remember the god**** order of these god**** fanfics?! Dammit!"
"Lyra." Will put a hand on her slender shoulder. She looked up at him, her pale blue eyes filled with tears.
"Oh WILL!" she sobbed, throwing herself uncharacteristically on him.
"Er.a little help?" he mumbled into her hair.
Lyra continued sobbing. Never mind that she rarely cried, and found it all rather distasteful.
Krystal put a hand on her shoulder, and using her magic healing power, made Lyra feel better. Lyra immediately stopped crying.
Pan, who had disappeared along with Kirjava and the unicorn daemon when the writer forgot they existed appeared out of nowhere to comfort Lyra. Lyra rubbed her eyes and sniffled.
Krystal stroked her daemon, comforting it. Disappearing is quite disconcerting. "Well," she said. "Now it's time for the great evil that only I have prior knowledge of to show up."
They all looked at the fanwriter.
"Errrr," she said. "Gimme a minute."
"God, she talks like a Harry Potter fanfic writer. What's with all the 'errrr's? No one rally says 'er' when they're confused, do they?" Lyra said.
"Only in the Potterverse." Krystal said wisely. "I should know, I've spent a lot of time there."
They waited.
"Er," the fanwriter said, once again displaying her excellent vocabulary. "On to the next chapter." ________________________________________________________________________
Will and Lyra waited.
And waited.
"Are you quite DONE?" Lyra growled at the fanwriter.
"Oh, just ignore her." The Mary-Sue said, her raven locks blowing in the previously nonexistent breeze.
Will, of course, swooned, thinking half-written thoughts about how beautiful and mysterious this mystery girl was. His inner monologue about it might have spanned two pages if Lyra hadn't moved threateningly towards the fanwriter.
"All right, I'm done." She sighed.
"I'm Krystal." The girl said finally, her voice both soft and appealing. "Princess Krystal Amethyst Moonglow Silken-touch. I'm from another dimension."
Will swooned. And then frowned, annoyed that his role in this chapter was mainly going to be swooning. And then swooned.
Lyra gritted her teeth. The pain behind her eyes was now blinding.
"Could you perhaps lessen my headache a tad? Jealousy does not bring on headaches."
"Oh, sorry." The fanwriter apologized and quickly scribbled something down in her notebook.
"So you're Lyra." Krystal said, smiling serenely.
"Yeeesssss.." Lyra replied. Mary-Sues had a talent for stating the obvious as though it were greatly important. It was a talent to be admired, but never imitated.
"I've come to help you save the world." Krystal said predictably. "But first to steal the love of your life and blind you with my beauty."
"Ah." The fanwriter said.
All six of them (including the previously forgotten daemons) looked at her.
"I've just figured out a spectacular ending, sorry, sorry, continue."
"Er, yeah, where was I?"
"Introductions." Krystal told her helpfully.
Will swooned. He had never met a girl, no, woman so gorgeous, perfect, etc. etc. in his entire life. "I think I'm in love with you." He told Krystal. Then looked quickly at Lyra, as if to apologize. A confused look came over his face. "Wait."
Lyra smiled sympathetically. "I'm extremely jealous." She said before she realized what she was saying.
Will looked over at the fanwriter. "Oh come ON." He groaned.
She was furiously scribbling in her notebook and took no notice of him. Or the fact that he had brown hair, because Krystal ran her delicate hand lovingly through his ash blonde hair and said. "That's so sweet. But first we have to save the world." She said, her deep green eyes twinkling. Appealingly, obviously.
"Oh COME ON!" Will cried. "This is getting out of hand." He looked at Lyra for support but she was muttering to herself.
"It's denial first, dammit, why can't I ever remember the god**** order of these god**** fanfics?! Dammit!"
"Lyra." Will put a hand on her slender shoulder. She looked up at him, her pale blue eyes filled with tears.
"Oh WILL!" she sobbed, throwing herself uncharacteristically on him.
"Er.a little help?" he mumbled into her hair.
Lyra continued sobbing. Never mind that she rarely cried, and found it all rather distasteful.
Krystal put a hand on her shoulder, and using her magic healing power, made Lyra feel better. Lyra immediately stopped crying.
Pan, who had disappeared along with Kirjava and the unicorn daemon when the writer forgot they existed appeared out of nowhere to comfort Lyra. Lyra rubbed her eyes and sniffled.
Krystal stroked her daemon, comforting it. Disappearing is quite disconcerting. "Well," she said. "Now it's time for the great evil that only I have prior knowledge of to show up."
They all looked at the fanwriter.
"Errrr," she said. "Gimme a minute."
"God, she talks like a Harry Potter fanfic writer. What's with all the 'errrr's? No one rally says 'er' when they're confused, do they?" Lyra said.
"Only in the Potterverse." Krystal said wisely. "I should know, I've spent a lot of time there."
They waited.
"Er," the fanwriter said, once again displaying her excellent vocabulary. "On to the next chapter." ________________________________________________________________________
