Chapter Five: Another plot device
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Lyra, Will, Krystal, and an extremely humbled fangirl followed Lira down the neraly deserted streets.
"Not so fun when you're trapped in your own fanfic is it?" Lyra grumbled to the writer.
She blushed. " Er...I've apologized, haven't I?"
"Well, you could write in something decent, couldn't you? Like how about, all of a sudden Will and Lyra fell through a plot hole back into their own worlds and lived happily ever after. WITH their daemons."
"What about me?" Krystal pouted attractively.
Will swooned. And then yawned. Swooning constantly is a big drain.
"You're an OC, I don't know what to do with you." Lyra said.
Krystal began to cry silent, brave tears.
Her inner monologue went something like this: Why must the world be jealous of my fantastic beauty, talent, and goodness? I've had such a disadvantaged childhood, everyone must love and adore me, nevermind that love and adore are synonyms. They must all drool over the ground I tread, and admire my impeccable taste in footwear as well...etc. etc. you get the idea.
"Oh stuff it." Lyra snapped.
The fangirl shrugged.
"You know, I was wondering if you've got this story planned out or if you're just making it up as you go along?" Will asked.
"Er...well, I sort of...I mean...er...well kinda. I like to stay open to inspiration...er..."
"You said 'er' three times in the last sentence. That's the fourth time you've said it just in this chapter." Lyra commented.
"E-I mean, um. Oh?" the fanwriter blushed and turned back to Will. "Um, what was your question?"
"Is the end in sight? Because frankly, I'm bored. And I can't understand a single word she's saying."
They all turned to look at Lira. "...and as u all well kno, th mane part of th storie is th chrater, an so whn peeps mak splling errers they al get, u kno, well, usd."
"Er..."
"Five."
"Hey!"
"Guys, arguing isn't going to help anything."
*Swoon* (A/N: Betcha can't guess!)
"Well, hre we r!" Lira announced, or annonced, if you prefer.
"Yeah, but where's here?"
"Here's here."
"That doesn't answer my question, where are we?"
"Hre!"
"Where's here?"
"Errr..."
"Six!"
"Oh be quiet."
"Well we wouldn't be in this mess if..."
"Maybe we should just go inside... if these...elvs...can help us, we'd better let them."
"If they're created by HER..."
"Hey!"
"Well it's true."
"Please, please don't argue, it reminds me of my parents when they were getting a divorce!"
Will held Krystal's hand sympathetically. "Don't worry, we'll all get out of her alive."
"What did you say?"
"I said..." Will went pale. "I said..."
Lira looked worried. "U relly shuldn't stay her muc longr."
"What's happening to us?" Lyra demanded.
"WEll I suppos that th...well, its strting to affect u. U know? An if u sta then u'll change...whic might chang the canon...wich culd...destroy the entire fanfic univres!" Her voice was low and dramatic, intended to strike fear and worry into their hearts.
There was a pause as Will and Lyra looked at each other.
Finally Lyra spoke. "The end of the universe? Is that all? What were you so worried about then?"
Thanks to my faithful reviewers! Or, reviwers...lol. I love you all!
Lyra, Will, Krystal, and an extremely humbled fangirl followed Lira down the neraly deserted streets.
"Not so fun when you're trapped in your own fanfic is it?" Lyra grumbled to the writer.
She blushed. " Er...I've apologized, haven't I?"
"Well, you could write in something decent, couldn't you? Like how about, all of a sudden Will and Lyra fell through a plot hole back into their own worlds and lived happily ever after. WITH their daemons."
"What about me?" Krystal pouted attractively.
Will swooned. And then yawned. Swooning constantly is a big drain.
"You're an OC, I don't know what to do with you." Lyra said.
Krystal began to cry silent, brave tears.
Her inner monologue went something like this: Why must the world be jealous of my fantastic beauty, talent, and goodness? I've had such a disadvantaged childhood, everyone must love and adore me, nevermind that love and adore are synonyms. They must all drool over the ground I tread, and admire my impeccable taste in footwear as well...etc. etc. you get the idea.
"Oh stuff it." Lyra snapped.
The fangirl shrugged.
"You know, I was wondering if you've got this story planned out or if you're just making it up as you go along?" Will asked.
"Er...well, I sort of...I mean...er...well kinda. I like to stay open to inspiration...er..."
"You said 'er' three times in the last sentence. That's the fourth time you've said it just in this chapter." Lyra commented.
"E-I mean, um. Oh?" the fanwriter blushed and turned back to Will. "Um, what was your question?"
"Is the end in sight? Because frankly, I'm bored. And I can't understand a single word she's saying."
They all turned to look at Lira. "...and as u all well kno, th mane part of th storie is th chrater, an so whn peeps mak splling errers they al get, u kno, well, usd."
"Er..."
"Five."
"Hey!"
"Guys, arguing isn't going to help anything."
*Swoon* (A/N: Betcha can't guess!)
"Well, hre we r!" Lira announced, or annonced, if you prefer.
"Yeah, but where's here?"
"Here's here."
"That doesn't answer my question, where are we?"
"Hre!"
"Where's here?"
"Errr..."
"Six!"
"Oh be quiet."
"Well we wouldn't be in this mess if..."
"Maybe we should just go inside... if these...elvs...can help us, we'd better let them."
"If they're created by HER..."
"Hey!"
"Well it's true."
"Please, please don't argue, it reminds me of my parents when they were getting a divorce!"
Will held Krystal's hand sympathetically. "Don't worry, we'll all get out of her alive."
"What did you say?"
"I said..." Will went pale. "I said..."
Lira looked worried. "U relly shuldn't stay her muc longr."
"What's happening to us?" Lyra demanded.
"WEll I suppos that th...well, its strting to affect u. U know? An if u sta then u'll change...whic might chang the canon...wich culd...destroy the entire fanfic univres!" Her voice was low and dramatic, intended to strike fear and worry into their hearts.
There was a pause as Will and Lyra looked at each other.
Finally Lyra spoke. "The end of the universe? Is that all? What were you so worried about then?"
