Minisode - Emergency Meeting
We open in a Victorian style living room to see a massive raven wearing a luxurious fleece robe and a fez sitting on an equally massive armchair and ottoman, with a golden goblet in one feathered hand.
"Alas, poor Lincoln and Ronnie Anne, subjected to a cruel, cruel cliffhanger at the end of the last chapter. But fret not dear readers, for I - Sir Raven - assure you they will be quite okay."
We zoom in on Sir Raven's head.
"QUITE OKAY!"
We zoom out from Sir Raven's head.
"Unfortunately, it may be quite a while before we see the conclusion as Mr. Dusk appears to have gone into hibernation." Sir Raven pulled out a smartphone, "I happened to have an auditory recording of the last meeting our lead director had with the stars of our show. Let us take a listen."
We zoom back in on Sir Raven's head.
"LET US TAKE A LISTEN!"
Sir Raven hit "Play" on the recording.
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Mr Dusk: Okay team, I have officially hit creative burnout and we are at risk for a long hiatus. Do any of you have ideas for inspiration?
Grim: You could just pull the darn plug and put us all out of our misery.
Mr. Dusk: As tempting as that is, I still have things I want to do and I don't think our beloved fanbase will like that.
Lincoln: We could ask the fans for episode ideas.
Mr. Dusk: We tried that before and I've regretted it.
Lincoln: Were they really that bad?
Mr. Dusk: Nah, I just didn't like them much and responded with way less tact than I should have.
Lucy: You could include the Helluva Boss cast, since everyone seems to love Lincoln interacting with them for some reason.
Mr. Dusk: I think I despise that stupid show more now than I did when I wrote Lincoln Goes to Hell, which I wrote to satirize the idea. I am never doing that again, no matter how big of a fad it is for being the only "mature" cartoon somehow allowed on YouTube.
Lincoln: Oh please, Murder Drones and The Amazing Digital Circus are far more mature than a show that drops the F bomb every other sentence.
Mr. Dusk: That's what the quotation marks were for.
Eris: What if…you gave Lincoln a harem of girls? That's guaranteed to get not only a lot of ideas but also a lot of readers who are into that!
Lincoln: I'm not comfortable with that.
Eris: You can even include his sisters! People eat that stuff up!
Lucy: Those people are creepy. That taboo has already been run into the ground for us.
Mr. Dusk: Tell ya what, we'll save that for when we get absolutely desperate. No inclusion of Lincoln's sisters though.
Lincoln: Thank the lord.
Eris: Why not? There's nothing wrong with that!
Lucy: What is wrong with you?
Grim: A lot of things, mon.
Mr. Dusk: You know what? I think I'm just gonna nap for the winter. Let's try again next year.
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The recording ended, and Sir Raven put the smartphone away, "There you have it! The crossover is officially on hiatus, but do not cry dear readers!"
Zoom in on Sir Raven's head.
"DO NOT CRY!"
Zoom out from Sir Raven's head.
"For one day, we shall return for the conclusion."
Zoom in on Sir Raven's head.
"GOOD BYE!"