Oooo. Just realised I havent done a disclaimer.
Samara: Bad you!
Me: *clunk*
Samara: *sighs* Blah blah, JKRowling, blahblah Phillip Pullman, Garth Nix, Terry Pratchet, Tolkien, and whoevers work is likely to appear here at any point.
Sirius: And whoever thought up Samara.
Me: Hey! You cant be here! Get back in the fic!
Sirius: *mutter* Why didn't you stay dead?
Me: Anyway. OOOH! I JUST GOT REVIEWED! Within 10 mins of posting..thank you, all of you..
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In Which Methinks there Will Be More Invasions From Other Books..and I may just include my reviewers for being nice ^_^
Me: *wakes up grogilly* Ugh..I have marshmallow in my hair.
Samara: I want a marshmallow.
Me: *out cold again*
Hermione: Sammy..
Samara: o_O
Hermione: Why didn't you just take one, or the whole bag while she was unconscious?
Samara: *looks shocked* That would be rude!
Ron: Murrrflmumble.
Samara: Translation please?
Harry: He said "and killing people isn't?"
Samara: *glare*
Anyone in range: X___x
Diva (one of my lovely reviewers) : HI!!
Everyone whos not dead or unconscious or has a tennis ball in their mouth: *stare* Who th-
Me: *wakes up groggily* Wha? Oh. Diva. Yes. Hi. You gave me nice reviews. Have a marshmallow ()_)
Diva: Ooooo..
Samara: *fumefume* I WANT A DAMN MARSHMALLOW!
Diva: o_O Here, have mine..
Samara: Oooooo! *munch*
Diva: *pats Samara on head* Awww, all you needed was a little understanding, eh..?
Samara: *darkly* Don't touch me..
Diva: *suddenly realises is in HP fic and can randomly fangirl anyone she wants*
Big Blary Warning Siren on Wall: Warning! Mary-Sue!
Everyone who has ever been submitted to Mary Sue-ism: AAAAARGH!
Diva: *pounces on Remus*
Sirius: *growls*
Me: Diva, don't you care that I always have Remus and Sirius being gay?
Diva: No..*cling*
Me: Ok, whatever. Samara?
Samara: *munching marshmallows* Mmhmm?
Me: Kill her.
Samara: ..
Me: *gulp*
Samara: *shrug*
Diva: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar-ow.
Everyone: Ewwwww..*has nightmares for weeks*
Random Hobbit: Wait..this isn't Bag End!
Everyone who belongs to Barrowdowns.net: *laughs*
Everyone else: O_o
Figwit: Heeeere little lost hobbit..
Sirius: *has just eaten hobbit*
Figwit: o_O Bad dog!
Sirius: *humping Figwit's leg*
Figwit: (to Frederika) I hate you. Get it off.
Me: No. People are having too much fun laughing at that mental pictu-urk!
Hermione: *is holding tranquilizer gun*
Everyone: ..
Hermione: *shoots Sirius with it*
Sirius: X___x
Harry: Ok..Hermione, why don't we put the gun down, and- Urk!
Hermione: *homicidal giggling*
Everyone but Samara: RUN FOR YOUR LIVES (and/or sanity!)
Samara: OOoooo! Playmate!
Everyone, including the miraculously recovered unconscious people: *runs into next pathetic excuse for a chapter*
---------------------- Me: Phew.
Samara and Hermione: *homicidal giggling*
Me: o_O
Samara: Bad you!
Me: *clunk*
Samara: *sighs* Blah blah, JKRowling, blahblah Phillip Pullman, Garth Nix, Terry Pratchet, Tolkien, and whoevers work is likely to appear here at any point.
Sirius: And whoever thought up Samara.
Me: Hey! You cant be here! Get back in the fic!
Sirius: *mutter* Why didn't you stay dead?
Me: Anyway. OOOH! I JUST GOT REVIEWED! Within 10 mins of posting..thank you, all of you..
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In Which Methinks there Will Be More Invasions From Other Books..and I may just include my reviewers for being nice ^_^
Me: *wakes up grogilly* Ugh..I have marshmallow in my hair.
Samara: I want a marshmallow.
Me: *out cold again*
Hermione: Sammy..
Samara: o_O
Hermione: Why didn't you just take one, or the whole bag while she was unconscious?
Samara: *looks shocked* That would be rude!
Ron: Murrrflmumble.
Samara: Translation please?
Harry: He said "and killing people isn't?"
Samara: *glare*
Anyone in range: X___x
Diva (one of my lovely reviewers) : HI!!
Everyone whos not dead or unconscious or has a tennis ball in their mouth: *stare* Who th-
Me: *wakes up groggily* Wha? Oh. Diva. Yes. Hi. You gave me nice reviews. Have a marshmallow ()_)
Diva: Ooooo..
Samara: *fumefume* I WANT A DAMN MARSHMALLOW!
Diva: o_O Here, have mine..
Samara: Oooooo! *munch*
Diva: *pats Samara on head* Awww, all you needed was a little understanding, eh..?
Samara: *darkly* Don't touch me..
Diva: *suddenly realises is in HP fic and can randomly fangirl anyone she wants*
Big Blary Warning Siren on Wall: Warning! Mary-Sue!
Everyone who has ever been submitted to Mary Sue-ism: AAAAARGH!
Diva: *pounces on Remus*
Sirius: *growls*
Me: Diva, don't you care that I always have Remus and Sirius being gay?
Diva: No..*cling*
Me: Ok, whatever. Samara?
Samara: *munching marshmallows* Mmhmm?
Me: Kill her.
Samara: ..
Me: *gulp*
Samara: *shrug*
Diva: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar-ow.
Everyone: Ewwwww..*has nightmares for weeks*
Random Hobbit: Wait..this isn't Bag End!
Everyone who belongs to Barrowdowns.net: *laughs*
Everyone else: O_o
Figwit: Heeeere little lost hobbit..
Sirius: *has just eaten hobbit*
Figwit: o_O Bad dog!
Sirius: *humping Figwit's leg*
Figwit: (to Frederika) I hate you. Get it off.
Me: No. People are having too much fun laughing at that mental pictu-urk!
Hermione: *is holding tranquilizer gun*
Everyone: ..
Hermione: *shoots Sirius with it*
Sirius: X___x
Harry: Ok..Hermione, why don't we put the gun down, and- Urk!
Hermione: *homicidal giggling*
Everyone but Samara: RUN FOR YOUR LIVES (and/or sanity!)
Samara: OOoooo! Playmate!
Everyone, including the miraculously recovered unconscious people: *runs into next pathetic excuse for a chapter*
---------------------- Me: Phew.
Samara and Hermione: *homicidal giggling*
Me: o_O