Author's Note: I sure do love those crazy x-files. Right now it's the episode where the lone gunmen are introduced. I love those gunmen.
I had to work today. Exciting? I think so.
Chapter 1: Yum. Salt.
Harry looked around at his friends. He then turned around and sprinted off like he had just gotten a fantastic idea. Our hero (the one that isn't Fred, I mean) ran to the food aisle, he seemed to be looking for something but not finding it. After kicking over an empty package of low-fat Sour Cream & Onion Pringles and picking something off the ground Harry cried out in glee. "YAAAAAY!" He was holding salt. The Boy Who Kicked Ass opened up the bottle of salt and threw delicious salt all over the people that weren't reviewing. Then he ate them. Then he spit them back up. Then they reviewed. Then the author of this fic stopped doing these annoying, pointless half chapters that don't even cause people to review. Then FFN lost. Then the world was happy and our three other original stories were put back on the internet.
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Annie Note: What was that chapter? I am not sure. And I wrote it. But I loved it a lot. See, I was staring at this salt that was on my computer desk, I'm not sure why it was on my computer desk… maybe I was eating tomatoes or something up here and they just weren't salty enough, and I was getting mad for many reasons (people not reviewing, stories I liked not being updated, the next book in the 1-800-where are you series not being at the library) … and I just sort of started typing. I am not really sure what is going on. I think everyone should review, though. I mean, look at the happiness that is caused when you people review. loses! Yesssss.