M.P: Okay, I know peeps are mad at me for being slow on posting The Fan Room, but I'm sorry! It's just really hard to write it right now! You see, there are a lot of peeps I want to invite, so I think I might just have all you make-up your own ideas for what happened when they got their invites. 'K?
Peeps: 'K!
M.P: Now I know you hate it, but I gotta do a disclaimer:
When in the course of human events… WAIT! That's not right! I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, SHOOT now I also have to say that I don't own The Decoration of Independence! Wait, I just did. Never mind! Anyway, here we go! Story time!
M.P's Story:
"13! I KNEW YOU LOOKED UNDER 16!" the meannie-butt owner of McDonalds yelled kicking me out of the restaurant. I ran to the bench in Domino Park, and started crying my eyes out. He obviously had fired me. As I was sitting on the bench a group of people walked up to me.
"Hey, are you okay?" a boy with long black hair asked, seeming rather concerned. Ether that or he thought I was pretty.
"Duke, I don't think now is the time to start flirting with her," a brunette girl who looked about the same age as the boy. I think his name might be Duke. So a brunette girl who looked about the same age as Duke, said.
"I'm NOT flirting Tea!" Duke said to the girl, apparently named Tea.
"HI! My name is M.P!" I said, being TOO upbeat for my taste.
"Um… I don't mean to be rude, but I was just wondering, what does M.P. stand for?" a boy about two inches shorter than me (excluding his VERY pointy hair) asked me.
"Oh! That's alright! It stands for…"
TBC…
A/N: Sorry for it being so short! But I have a reason! I swear! 'K, I'm gonna start typing chappie 1 so, BYE! M.P. signing off!
P.S. This story is to let you in on the past of M.P. for another story that I'm co-writing with sapphire um… you might know her better as kikyo728 (plus I can't remember her penname)!