My writing's been a little poopy lately. The last chapter is proof of that. So let's just pretend that the last chapter never happened and everything is back to normal 8D I know, I'm a derp. Beware, there is a lot of self-bashing and Twilight bashing in this chapter XD

Disclaimer:

Steve: Wait, I'm confused. So you're not a yaoi fangirl anymore?

SL: Nope. So who's doing the disclaimer? I'll let you fight over it.

Daryl: Hey, no fighting! I'm a girl - I'm fragile!

Steve: You can do it, Darren.

Daryl: Hehehe~ SL-nee-sama doesn't own The Saga of Darren Shan or any of it's characters.

SL: You fell for her trap, man.

Steve: Damn.

"Our last chapter was sucky," Xan announced.

"I know, you don't need to tell me." SL murmured in response.

"Why?" Xan asked.

"Because I'm an average writer!" S.L. cried in annoyance.

"Well, we all know that," Xan agreed.

S.L. went into her emo corner to sulk. "Why must I be average or bellow at everything I do? And why must you be so mean?"

"Because you made me this way, I'm your OC remember." Xan pointed out.

"I know but still!" SL. Replied, kicking her legs in frustration. "I'm tempted to send you back to your parents just so I can replace you with a nice OC."

"You had a nice OC but you got rid of her." Xan reminded her.

"I know but she was too nice," S.L. frowned. "See! I'm so average I can't even create interesting OCs! Next thing you know we'll have Mary Sues running all over the place!"

"Yeah, your OCs suck," Xan agreed. "Female Darren is nothing like male Darren, she's too cutesy. And remember Nameless OC? What a loser."

"Shut up or I'll pair you with him." S.L. retorted.

Xan frowned. "I'm only telling the truth."

"I know you are," S.L. huffed. "That's what makes it so sad!"

"Quit your blubbering, aren't you supposed to be my creator?" Xan said.

"Yes, and you're my worst creation by the way. Even worse than the overly nice Xina and the cutesy Daryl."

"Whatever," Xan shrugged. "But seriously, you better get your writing skills back or people will stop being interested. Even if your writing is average."

S.L. blew a raspberry at the red-haired girl. "It's not like this fic was all that popular to begin with, it's just a plotless story people read for the fun of it."

Xan slapped her creator upside the head. "Oh, quit being so emo!"

"Oh, I'm emo? I'm not the one who reads Twilight!" S.L. replied.

"Reading Twilight makes you emo?" Xan questioned.

"Well, not really," S.L. admitted. "Apparently it's mostly read by wannabe emos though."

"How do you know so much about Twilight?" Xan enquired.

"I-I used to be a Twifag too," S.L. admitted bashfully.

"No-one can resist the awesomeness that is Twilight!" Xan exclaimed triumphantly. "Were you Team Edward or Team Jacob?"

"I was originally Team Edward but I switched to Team Jacob when I realized how much of a twat he was." S.L. explained.

"Hey! My Edward is not a twat!" Xan spat.

"Whatever," S.L. shrugged. "Let's just end this chapter before it turns into another Twilight rant."

"Okay," Xan said. "Bye my beautiful fans!"

"You have no fans," S.L. chuckled. "All of the reviewers hate you or just don't feel any way about you."

Xan pouted. "Well, I hate you all too."

"Yeah, Xan, no-one cares."