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Chapter 29 – Laurëalas Heero
I'd hardly moved from beside the backdoor. I didn't want my sister taken away from me, but I wanted her to be happy. I tended to do this frequently – worrying about things I have little to no control over. Maybe that's why I'm going slowly insane. I dunno.
I could feel a massive headache forming behind my eyes and went into the bathroom for some painkillers before returning to my fruitless worrying. I was still leaning against the cupboards in the back room when I heard something. It was something very loud and coming from outside. Peeking out the window I saw something very bad. I rushed out, feeling my headache growing rather than diminishing.
"Trunks! No, put him down! We do not kill cannon characters! Put him down NOW! No ki blasts!"
"No!" he growled back at me, while Ron and Hermione stood transfixed with shock and horror. "Why does Jiana like him?" He sounded almost hurt, would have sounded like a lost puppy if he hadn't been intent on murder.
"What the fish gave you that idea?"
"Her journal… she wrote…" he trailed off, obviously not wanting to say what Ji had written. Journals? Something clicked. Harry Potter fanfics… badfic (shudder)… and a multiplicity of self-insertion type Mary Sues.
"She was twelve! It was a crush and she's outgrown it! Put Harry down!" Trunks powered down a bit, looking at me uncertainly.
"Really?"
Yes," I stated firmly. "No crush. She wrote that stuff because she was unhappy, not because she actually wanted a romantic relationship with a fictional character."
"Oh." Trunks powered down completely, and put Harry down, as I had been demanding quite loudly. "Sorry."
"Not as sorry as you're gonna be," I smirked. "You attacked a cannon character. And while Ji does not have a crush on him, she does like him as a character and you are going to be in so much trouble when she finds out."
"Uh-oh."
"Yup. And that's after your mother, Chi-chi, and Ji, and I suppose possibly your father, find out that you broke the rules and powered up near the house."
"Oh…"
"No swearing." My smirk had become almost evil.
"I am so dead."
"Yes you are, Trunks Briefs."