A Few Realisations
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A post-D3 fic about movies. Offers a little insight into my ideas about how the world works. Review, please.
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The infamous Bash Brothers of the Eden Hall Ducks lay side by side on Fulton's bed, watching 'Cheats' on Portman's portable TV.
'That guy's a wimp,' sneered Portman. 'I could take him any day.'
'You think you can take anyone, you thug,' joked Fulton.
'Well, I can,' Portman protested.
They kept watching.
'Who's that Sammy guy? He looks like you!' said Portman.
'Yeah, well. That's because he is.'
'He is?'
'I don't really get it… there's like, a bunch of everyone so they can be in a bunch of movies. It's a bit weird.'
'So to the wimpy sucks in this movie, we're just characters in a movie?'
'Basically.'
'Are there more of me?'
'I think so. The rest of you have curly hair, for some reason.'
'Eww.'
'That's what I said.'
'So, that lame Pacey guy on Dawson's actually is another Charlie?'
'Yeah. And the rest of the Guys are my brother, for some reason.'
'And the hot chick who looks like Connie in Queen of the Damned is Connie?'
'Pretty much.'
There was a thoughtful pause.
'So… Connie is actually a wicked and way hot vampire chick from a paranormal society, who hangs out with hot vampires, dates Lestat and dresses up as a Goth?'
'That's right.'
There was another thoughtful pause.
'Probably best if we don't tell Guy that,' said Portman.
'Yeah.'
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