Chap. 4: NOOOOOOOOOO!
A couple of minutes later, Mac heard from one of her contacts in the Historical section of the Newsieverse, Ashley Greco, A.K.A. Artemis. Artemis was seeing Spot. That is, until the MS mind control worked its evil magic and caused him to fall for a MS version of Artemis, some chick called Diana. But anyways, Artemis came busting into Mac's room at full speed at 8:45, which Mac knew meant that it had to be some thing BAD because Artemis wasn't exactly what you'd call a "morning person". (To put it mildly). When she stopped , she started talking very quickly and swearing in Italian.
"Whoa, slow down there, Artemis. Tell me, in English please, what happened."
"They stole him! Those MSes STOLE MY SPOT!"
"That's the third one this week! Guess we'll have to speed up the plan."
Artemis's honey-brown eyes looked confused.
"What plan?"
"The plan that Dusty and I were discussing. We're planning to-"
"Wait. The rest of us should be here first," said Artemis.
And the amazingly talented author used her authory magic and poof! the others were there. "The others" were Whistler Conolly, Paul White, and Margeret Joy Campbell, also known as Lark.
"As I was saying, Dusty and I were discussing plans to take out the MS mid-control tower. We have recieved word that Medda, along with Sarah, has been offed by the chainsaw-wielding squirrels. And Spot, Skittery, and Itey have been stolen and are currently being the forced boyfriends of MS look-alikes of Artemis, Lark and I. Since my story has been deleted, I have been doing nothing but searching through endless information to find a weakness."
Artemis spoke up.
"They don't have weaknesses. That's what makes them Mary-Sues."
Dusty, whom I was discussing this issue with before Artemis came bursting in, said, "Yes, actually, they do. What one affliction has every writer suffered from at one time or another?"
Paul ventured a guess.
"Writer's block?"
You could see a little lightbulb click on in Lark's head as she picked up on where we were going with this.
" If we can reprogram the mind-control towers to give the MSes Writer's block, then..."
"We can stop more canon characters form being stolen..." Artemis added.
"And we can break their control over the squirrels!" Whistler finished, finally speaking up.
"Yes! Exactly," Mac said, quite proud of her fellow rebels for figuring it out.
"If we break thier control over the squirrels, that means that we can use thier own power against them."
"Hey! That sounds like what my dad said during a karate lesson one time," quipped an unknown voice.
"Who's she?" asked Whistler.
"'She' can speak for herself, love. I am... Emilie! The fearless author of this heroic tale!"
A/N: Finally! Something to prove I haven't dropped off the face of the Earth! Yay for me! From here on out, this will be written from Emilie's, a.k.a my, POV, mainly because it's a bit awkward to write in the third person. Sorta like speaking in the third person. Unless it says that it's someone else's POV. So, review, my darlings! Review!
