IT'S MEGA UPDATE DAY! I FELT LIKE WRITING ANOTHER CHAPPIE! I don't own Goosebumps slogan 'readers beware, you're in for a scare' which I paraphrase in the first sentence. Fantasia, if you're reading this, you get a cameo!
Misto liked this question…but the senders beware, they're in for a scare. Or…um…rant.
Why do you hate fan girls? I've got a few fan lads and a few girls who follow me around most of the day, like Tugger.
DStM
Sigh. This is gunna be a long response.
Dear DStM;
I have a few very good reasons for hating fan girls. But the first and foremost is the sheer weight of numbers when it comes to the ones obsessed with me. They never rest. I can rarely get to the Junkyard unless by magic, for fear of exposing it. They follow me everywhere. Sometimes, even to the litter box. I can't go anywhere in public, or I'll be glomped. I can't make a single mistake without some obsessive fanfic-writer writing about it. Several of them make up mistakes…such as the ever-popular 'Misto accidentally switched everyone's gender' fic. I would never do that….if anyone, it'd be Tantomile! And Tanti? Sorry for picking on you like that….I is in full rant mode. Let's see…why else do I hate fan girls…many of them are determined to pair me up with their shameless, self-insert OC's…when everyone knows that I'm in love with Jemima. In short, I hate fangirls because THEY HAVE NO LIFE!
Respectfully,
Mr. Mistoffelees.
It was a somewhat normal day…Tugger was flirting, Alonzo was drooling over Cass, and Munku was being a pain, as usual. I was napping. All of a sudden, I get pulled through a hole by the tail! I screeched and writhed, trying to get away from the offending human hand, but it won't let go. I turn around to see…a fan girl wearing a nametag. It read 'Fantasia-the-Crazy.' I gave her a look, but she wouldn't let go.
"May I have your attention; may I have your attention please?" She cried out. There was a sudden light, which we both squinted against to suddenly see a huge horde of people. "Quaxo Mistoffelees will now answer your questions and receive your glomps."
The end.