"Hey Nirestorm. Hey Nirestorm. Hey Nirestorm. Hey Nire-"
"Pirestorm Nauralagos, I am within two words of decapitating you," the grouchy Necromancer growled. "What do you want?"
"Guess what tomorrow is?" Pirestorm asked, bouncing on the couch, completely unfazed by Nirestorm's tone of voice.
"What is it?" Nirestorm sighed in annoyance.
"It's the first of September!"
"Yes. Yes it is. What about the first of September?"
"It's the deadline for the contest, remember?" Pirestorm hopped off the couch and skipped around the room. Nirestorm rolled her eyes.
"That's right- I have it on the calendar." Direstorm flipped from August to September and tapped the first, where sure enough, 'Contest Deadline' was written in her loopy handwriting. "Nirestorm, are you ready to judge tomorrow?"
"Sure," the girl grouched. "Fine."
"I'm so excited!" the Pyromancer continued to dance around the room. "I'm so excited, la la la la la! The contest ends tomorrow! Yay for the contest!"
"What time should we start the official judging process?" Direstorm asked softly, pulling out her daily planner and her favorite quill pen.
"I dunno. What time will we remember to go look at all the stories?" Pirestorm asked.
"Why don't you just tell the readers to finish updates by a certain time?" Nirestorm suggested, almost sarcastically.
"That's a great idea! Thanks, Nirestorm!"
"Noon?" Direstorm asked, raising the pen. "I'm cleaning my room until then and have to work at three, you have zumba at 2:30 and Nirestorm has a doctor's appointment at the same time, so noon's about the best time."
"Of course it's a doctor's appointment," the Necromancer complained. "Fine. Noon's fine."
"Alright. All participants have to have their final updates published by noon tomorrow- that's by Eastern Standard Time, of course." Direstorm scribbled down the information in her planner.
"My brother's coming in to help, by the way," Nirestorm stated shortly. "Said he could help us from knowing who wrote which story until after we judge them- that way we won't be biased."
"Really? You have a brother?" Pirestorm asked incredulously. "How come you never told us that you had a brother?"
"Because I didn't. That's why."
"What's his name?"
"Lord Energy. He'll be here later tonight and can help move the entered stories into separate documents." Nirestorm didn't look up from the book she was reading- or attempting to read.
"Cool! Did anyone come up with a prize idea?"
"I did," Direstorm said, raising her hand. "I did some research on it. It looks like two of the most common prizes for fan fiction contests are story requests and cover illustrations."
"What if we do both for the first place winner and one or the other for the second place?" Pirestorm suggested. "The first place person can ask us to write him or her to write a story for them- but nothing too long- and we can draw a cover for any one story of theirs. Then, the second place person can pick the one of the two as their prize."
"Only if they want those things," Nirestorm added. "Not everyone will necessarily want us to draw them a cover, since a lot of people do those on their own and prefer those to our drawings."
"Very true, very true," Pirestorm conceded. "How are we going to announce the winner?"
"Just here, in our LE CONTEST story," Direstorm decided. "If we put up the winner in too many places it will get confusing, so we should just put up an announcement here once we pick the first and second place winners."
"Sounds good to me. Less work I have to do," Nirestorm grumbled.
"What about after this contest is over?" the Diviner wondered."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, we did this to solve your boredom issue, right, Pirestorm?" the Pyromancer nodded. "But we also did it to improve the Wizard101 forum. What about after the contest? Should we start another one? I mean, I've got a couple of different contest ideas, but if nobody liked doing the contest, there's really no point in starting another one."
"Well, reviews, P.M.s, posts in the 'So, you want to write a story?' forum and answers to the new poll on the fan fiction page can answer that question for you, Direstorm," Nirestorm replied, reluctantly setting aside her book and opening up her laptop. "I can get all of that set up now."
"Yay! Thanks, Nirestorm!"
"Don't hug me," the Necromancer warned, holding up a finger and glaring at Pirestorm, who reluctantly sat back down.
"Okay- so we have the judging system set up, we've announced what the prizes will be and decided how to announce the winners. There's a new poll about future contests on the profile. Is that everything?"
"Should be. Now we just have to wait for tomorrow!" Pirestorm began to dance again."I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait!"
A/N: To recap- anyone who is participating in the contest should make sure that everything they want judged is published by tomorrow at noon, and that's by Eastern Standard Time. I will be judging things without knowing who wrote them, with the help of my brother, so there's as little bias as possible. The prize for first place is a story that you can request me to write, along with a cover for any one of your stories. The prize for second place is one of those two things. The contest winner will be announced as soon as I finish the judging process tomorrow or the next day, and finally, please respond to the new poll on my profile or contact me in some other way about future contests and whether or not I should have any.