AN: SURPRISE! A little fun ditty for you all! Lots of love! Please NOTE that this scene has spoilers to our story: A World Not Fit to Live In. Please do not read this if you don't want the ending to be spoiled.

Wrap up Cast Meeting on WNF – Script Handout for MM2
9 March 2019
*Fits in after Epilogue of A World Not Fit to Live In

Lissa was brimming with excitement as she addressed the cast who were leisurely socializing amongst themselves. The story outline for Master Mine: A Lesson in Love had been handed to the applicable players.

"Okay everyone. Listen! A World Not Fit to Live In is officially completed! Thanks to you all for your hard work!" she announced drawing the attention of the room. There was a brief round of applause and hoots while people grinned and congratulated each other. Just as the din died down, the click-clack of heels could be heard coming quickly down the hall.

"I'm here, I'm here!" the familiar voice in an oh-so-very different tone pleaded. "Sorry, sorry for being late!" He glanced about the room as though searching for someone and, upon finding him, strode purposefully in his typical dramatic flair and added in exasperation, "It took her forever to get my latte macchiato double shot espresso with an extra splash of vanilla right." He looked at Snow and Lissa, certain they understood exactly how stressful it had been. "You would think the little witch had never heard of such a thing," he added with a shrug. The nose-less and hairless Tom Riddle – with his skinny jeans and vintage Spice Girls t-shirt – collapsed exhaustedly into the empty chair next to Snape. Snape's slight rolling of his eyes and not so subtle movement away from the late arrival said it all.

"Hi, Sev," Tom purred as he sipped his cup and glanced up at the onyx-haired man with obvious affection.

"Hello, Tom," Severus responded resignedly.

"You look really handsome today. Is that a new black cloak? I think I count more buttons."

Lucius' hand shot up to conceal his chuckle. It was a poorly kept secret that Riddle had the major hots for Severus Snape.

Snow and Lissa would never get used to the fact that Tom Riddle, the performer, was actually quite different than his fiction persona. He was very skinny, very effeminate and very gay. In actuality, the authors were tremendously fond of him.

"If we can stay on topic, we can get through the afternoon much faster," Lissa suggested.

"Yes, I'm sure some of you have thoughts about WNF now that the ending has been revealed." Snow added. "And, I know you have questions about Book two of Master Mine.

Draco shifted in his seat, a satisfied grin on his face as the beautiful blonde's, Lizzie and Lexie, flanked either side of him like groupies. "I just want to thank the writers for giving me the dramatic ending I deserved in the story."

"Yes, yes," squealed an enthusiastic Lizzie from his left. "The way you played your death was masterful. There wasn't a dry-eyed reader out there."

Draco straightened his shoulders in obvious pleasure at the praise. "Well, the part truly called to me, you know. Such a tormented soul. A great man was struck by a brutal curse making him a monster when he was really a victim and a hero. A noble self-sacrificing death was fitting for the actual hero of the story."

"Well, your stock certainly went back up, that's for sure," Hermione interjected with a roll of her eyes from her seat next to Rose.

"Yes, all those reviewers who were screaming for your death through most of the story are regretting it now," added Lexie as she gazed at Draco with star struck adoration.

Draco sighed. "Yes, that was unpleasant. But once SnowBabe and LissaLove explained the trajectory of my character... well, who am I to intervene with the greatness that is their muse." He winked at the authors.

Snow and Lissa looked at each other agreeing through silent conversation that they had created a monster of an entirely different kind.

Snow glanced from Lucius to Hermione. "So, how do you two feel about the ending? Were you happy with your character's development as the story progressed?"

A brief flash of petulance crossed Lucius' face. "Well... I didn't particularly like spending most of the battle scene stunned unconscious. I mean... I feel I came across rather weak."

Draco scuffed, "Yes, but you got the girl."

Severus bristled, "He always gets the girl."

Tom's sad eyes looked up at Snape and then at Lucius. "Well, he does have fabulous hair. I mean you can't deny it." He looked back at Snape. "But you exude power and masculinity, Sev. I think you've been shaking the wrong tree if you know what I mean."

Severus paid no mind to his admirer's words as he was too busy admiring the two newest, arrivals.

"Sorry, we got stuck in traffic," Raynephoenix2 explained as she walked in the door accompanied by a new face…and another redhead.

Lissa didn't miss the admiring stare and had to contain her jealousy as Rayne introduced Sab81790 to the cast. "Everyone, this is our new BETA. She and I are both going to act as BETA's going forward."

Severus stood and stalked over to the beautiful redheads. "It's a pleasure to meet you," he crooned as he held his hand out to Sab while his eyes glanced up and down appreciatively.

"Wait! I know you! You were one of the women who snuck into the Manor to kill me that night!" Draco exclaimed.

"Oh…well," Sab stammered, a significant blush creeping over her skin, "we, that is, I... never really intended to... ya know... actually kill..."

"Oh love, don't fret the small stuff. I dream of killing him all the time," Hermione chimed in.

"Is that an American southern accent I detect, Sab?" Severus asked with darkening eyes as he eased in closer.

Snow knew she needed to run interference before either Tom or Lissa clobbered the poor girl to her death in a jealous fit of rage.

"Please, everyone. Can we just get through this meeting? Rayne and Sab, you want to come sit with Lissa and I? Severus – take your seat."

Lissa pointedly ignored Severus. "Hermione? Anything to add?"

"No, not really. I'm a little disappointed not to get a break between WNF and MM. I mean, the constant sex in WNF was tiring enough, but it's just going to be that much more so in MM."

Snow and Lissa both looked at Hermione like she was an enigma.

Hermione slouched back in her chair. "I mean, I'm going to have to start casting anti-inflammatory charms on my nether regions before long."

Severus and Lucius grinned conspiratorially at each other.

Sab leaned over to Rayne and whispered, "Did she really just complain about having regular sex with Lucius, Draco, and Severus?"

Rayne responded below her breath, "She has no idea how lucky she is. She's kind of a whiner."

"Anything else on WNF?" Lissa asked as she met the eyes of the various players about the room.

Etan smiled appreciatively. "Yes, I just want to say it I appreciate the writers finding parts for the OC's. I know I speak for Rose, Britt and Jonathan as well."

"Yes, but once again, I was written into the story as a harlot and someone to be loathed." Britt complained.

"Well, if the shoe fits," Severus muttered loud enough for everyone to hear.

Britt shot Snape a look of sheer loathing causing him to grin in return. Neither Lissa or Snow understood why there was so much animosity between those two.

"Well, I guess we can move onto Master Mine Book Two then," Snow suggested.

"So, here's the thing. We feel like Master Mine would get a lot more reads if we could figure out ways to plug it in the public eye," Lissa chimed.

Snow nodded. "Yes, while we are writing, we need you peeps to work on some advertising to promote the story. Think about what you like about the books, what makes it special. We need some punch lines to really draw the eye as potential readers scan down the que of stories on the various websites."

"Ok…so WHY do readers enjoy this story?" Lissa asked.

The cast exchanged lost looks amongst themselves.

"Nothing? No ideas?" she continued.

"Well, it's sexy," Clarise said shyly.

The rest of the cast looked at her, as though in thought.

"It speaks to some who might be in Hermione's character's shoes. Unfulfilled sex life? Going nowhere relationships? I mean, how many women out there live this life daily?" added Britt.

There were some nods from the females.

"Well, the witches are hot, and the story is full of sex. Lots of blow jobs, which I happen to appreciate. I think male readers like that," Draco said.

Snow nodded as thoughtfully, "Hmm, I don't imagine that many of our readers are male, but you might be right, Draco."

Lucius sighed heavily, clearly bored and answered condescendingly to all in the room. "It's simple. The men in the story are sexy, Dominant beasts and the readers simply can't get enough of us." He threw a smirk towards Severus who merely stared back with a deadpan expression.

Lucius continued as he assessed his fresh manicure, "You simply need some testimonials from a few readers."

"Testimonials?"

"Yes."

"For a book?"

"Yes."

Lissa shook her head, not understanding. "Just what exactly are these testimonials claiming? That the story was a good read? Captivating? I mean – the reviews are pretty good, we could display some of them, I guess?"

Lucius looked at her like she was an idiot. "Hmph, well not if you want anyone to actually read it." He thought for a moment. "No, you need something more eye grabbing than normal reviews and comments. Something that will make potential readers realize their lives could actually change for the better just from reading." Suddenly his eyes lit up. "How about, … 'My orgasms used to be mildly enjoyable… and then I read Master Mine. Now I'm like a freight train without brakes. My boyfriend is so happy! He doesn't even mind wearing the long, platinum-blonde wig!" Lucius could barely contain his smirk.

"You've got to be joking," scowled Severus. He crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair as he considered the statement. "Perhaps your idea has merit…" he agreed begrudgingly after a moment of silence. "Although, clearly, a black wig would be more fitting."

There was peppered laughing throughout the room while Snow buried her face in her hands in exasperation and Rayne and Sab whispered while tittering.

"Forget it," Lissa waved it off as people continued to laugh and talk off topic. "Snow and I will just keep advertising on Facebook and Tumblr. Please keep sharing with your friends. You people are hopeless when it comes to this stuff."

"Hey –" Draco started, but then broke into laughter again. Snow rolled her eyes when she noticed that even Hermione's hand was clasped over her mouth as she leaned into Rose who was snorting indelicately.

"Everyone better show up on time tomorrow for rehearsal," Snow called over the din as she started packing her bag.

Lissa pulled her phone out of her bra to check her messages. "Ten a.m. – be there or be fired."

"Wait! Wait, wait, wait. Lissa," Lucius voice took on a serious and seductive timbre. "Is that where you've been keeping your phone so we can't find it?" He raised his eyebrows and shot a suggestive look at Snape. "Do you actually think that's a deterrent?"

The laughter only grew worse as Lissa's cheeks blazed hot pink.