Dear FireMaster, If you didn't know, I am capable of PSI, and I could tell that you had an old iPad that wouldn't let you log onto FFN. PSI is a strong force. I learned it in kindergarten after something scary happened to me and my friend during a playdate.

AU: So, anyone been able to guess the kid I'm based off of yet? Haha. Yeet.

After the first few weeks, most of the kids had left the club. All that remained was the editing software girl, three of the fancy girls, and the boy on his phone, as well as the cousins. Some kids had joined, too, like a boy who would surprise edit the script with memes, and a boy who would film people at random times when no one asked. Maxine had left after the first day, because she thought there were too many boys and none of them would like her, so that OC is finally gone from this story.

So anyway, in short, the bossy girls forced the group to make a really bad film about a girl who can dream the future because she was visited by a god. She had two friends, and she lost one friend when that friend gained powers, too. Her friend's power? Dead people. Including her dead granny and a kid her granny killed, who were played by the editor and the script-memer. The editor and the script-memer also played the parents, teachers, and basically everyone else. Anyway, ex-friend is visited by her dead granny and dead kid, and then she becomes besties with the popular girl who was literally throwing trash at her last month. Popular girl then ALSO gains powers, but her's are more godly, so she becomes a super villain, so she puts the main characters remaining friend to a thousand year sleep, only after remaining friend gained teleportation powers, and then there's a final battle and the main character's dad comes home from the military, the editor's computer broke, so she couldn't finish it, and then they randomly improved the ending! The end. Of the movie.

A week after the club ended…

"Hey, Cal? Can you get your head up from under that pillow? It looks like your trying to kill yourself."

It was a saturday, and Marie was sleeping over. Cuttlefish was using the cousins being together as an excuse for extra agent training, obviously.

"No."

"Please? It wasn't that bad."

"WHY."

As I forgot to mentions, the bossy girls in charge of the film club had, for some unknown reason, forced Callie to play the lead role, which she hated. Every second of it. It was awful. She couldn't decide if the weirdest part of it was acting like a nerdy editor was her mom, or just being there in the first place.

"If you want I can beat up Gwedolyn after school," Marie suggested.

Callie slowly took the pillow off of her head. "But, then you'll get in trouble."

Marie's face went blank. "Holy squit you're right."

"Please don't get in trouble… You know how Mrs. Jelltoro is. She LOOOVES Gwendolyn, and she's oslo REALLY strict on detention!"

"Yeah, now you mention it, she gave that one squidboy a detention for moving his head."

"Isn't that kid in the film club?", Callie asked, confused why he would join a club with a teacher that would do that to him.

"I think he's friends with that editing software girl. Whenever there's a time the boys' school can hang out with us, those two are aways together. I've seen her text him during breakfast, lunch, AND dinner. They're totally in a ship, right Cal?"

"No," Callie said promptly. "I've listened to them talk at film club. They just talk about video games, and some other thing called a 'meme'. They're just friends."

"Wahtever you say." Marie put her head down and turned off her flashlight. "I'm going to sleep."

"Same," said Callie as she did the perfect flop onto her pillow.

Unknownst to the young squids, a shadowy figure was watching them like a guinea pig watching as you open the bag of celery. The figure had long tentacles and was wearing too much makeup. She recognised the girls, and said only one word: "Money."

The next morning was Sunday, because Sunday is the day that comes after Saturday. Cap'n Cuttlefish had made his signature "Delicious Breakfast Early Evening Soup" and a side of "Decearing Eggs" for breakfast and it was really good. They hung out more for the next five or so hours. Marie then went home.

After Marie left, Callie went to her room to play an Inkish dub of a human game recovered by archeologysts. Scientists weren't sure what the game was called in it's human languages, but it's story seemed to be the third of three in a series. However, unlike its precursors, it was only found in one location, while the other two were found all over the world. In Inkish, the game was called "Tales of Earth: A Heartfilled Ending", and is what we know as "Mother 3". Callie loved the game. She had a tshirt of the main characters drawn in a calm art style, had a special piece of fabric for whenever something sad happened, and listened to the OST when she did homework. The game was filled with so many emotions. Joy, sorrow, laughter, even frustration if you forget to grind for a boss dubbed as "the Purple Patrol".

She was facing what was, to her, the hardest boss dubbed as the "Silver Smasher" when her console shut off, before she could even save. She looked around to see if anything had caused it to unplug. To no surprise, it had been unplugged. She was about to plug it in when she found a note next to the outlet. Here's what it said:

"Small child I found you hey guess what? You probably remember me $$$$$$ hi bye okay see you later $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$"

The Ink Fairy must be playing a prank on me again, she thought as she plugged the console back in and began to play more Tales of Earth: A Heartfilled Ending. She beat the Silver Smasher, finally, and then cried as the third Sword Spirit vanished into thin air. The poor rabbits had lost their owner, but the soldier had a change of heart and agreed to take care of them. Such an emotional scene.

The next Thursday after school, the editing software squidgirl seemed really tired. Apparently she had stayed up all night editing the "Grand Piece of Crap", as she called it. She got the harddrive the film was on out of her pocket and placed it in the computer to show everyone the final product. The entire club, besides Gwendolyn and her friends, cringed whenever their character appeared. The entire thing was horrendous, but at least the editing was good.

Mrs. Jelltoro was watching. "Very good. I loved the directing and the way the plot went. The filming… Could have been better. I feel the editing… might have needed a professional, same with the acting, for most of you. Gwen, your character seemed so real. However, back to the editing, I feel it was a little rushed."

"I stayed up all night doing it," the editing software squid protested.

"Codi, that is not how you talk to a teacher. I will be expecting you for lunch tomorrow, right?"

"Okay."

"Back to my opinions, because they're the only ones that matter. The editing was too dark, and seemed like it needed to be more… Bright. Cheery. The camera eagles were off a little. The lead roles didn't seem to do the best they could. You guys seemed like you were scared. You shouldn't be scared. This is FUN. You understand, right?"

"Yes," said the class in a sad voice.

Durring that meeting, five kids were given lunch detentions, all for seemingly no reason. Mrs. Jelltoro contacted the principal of the boys' school about the detention matter.

"So, how did film club go today?", Maxine asked that night.

"Well, I got a lunch detention for being a bad actor."

"Really? Oh my god that so not fair!"

"I know."

The next day: Lunch detention. Callie was well aware of what Mrs. Jelltoro's detentions were like. The evil Jelly stood up straight at her desk and watched the little squids suffer. They were only in seventh grade! Most of them were on the ground picking up bits of trash, while one squid was washing the chalk board. With water. Was that even legal, exposing young children to water and forcing them to work with it? Likely not.

"You're LATE," said Mrs. Jelltoro as Callie walked in the room.

"The lunch line was really long."

"That is not an excuse. You should've come here BEFORE you got you lunch. Go sweep the floor."

"Okay."

After detention was the recess period. After that, more class, and after those classes, everyone went home. At home, Marie found an odd piece of paper. When she looked at it, she saw a note:

"You're still attractive $$$$$$$$$$$ Yes, I still remember you, you weird smart child. I'm coming $$$$$$$$ and you should expect something. $$$$$ inset evil laugh $$$"

Being a smart child, Marie decided to all Callie. When Callie said she had received a similar note, Marie did what was right: She told a trustworthy adult, like EVERYONE SHOULD.

"Mom, dad?"

"Yes, honey?"

"I got a weird note and I think it's from that evil step mom lady."

Her parents looked at the note, and then called the inkling equivalent of 911. The police found the evil lady, arrested her again, and that weird story arch ended.


*Present Day*

"I don't get it," said Eight. "What did the film club have to do with the rest of the story? I mean.. I don't know."

"I felt like putting it in," said Marie.

"Yeah, I don't know. I mean, I'm clearly not the smart one here, but the film club part seemed unnecessary," Callie added.

"Whatever."

Author's Note: Happy 14th birthday from the PSI fam! I'll use my telepathy to tell Ninten to make you a birthday card. Paula can bake a cake. Claus will make decorations.

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