Once upon a time, there was a house.
It was fairly large, closely resembled a Barbie
dollhouse, and was painted an appealing light blue-green color.
It wasn't surrounded by police cars, and that
was good.
Above it, the sun shone brightly, and that was
great.
Thunder rumbled ominously in the distance, and
that sucked.
In a dimly lit room within the aforementioned
house, a figure sat alone and brooded. The figure thought dark thoughts, dark and horrible, filled with
madness and despair, and there was of course a reason for this:
She had a paper due in two days.
Normally, for this particular, brooding,
mysterious figure, that wouldn't have been a problem. Writing was her specialty, dazzling teachers with her eloquence
an everyday activity. But this paper
was about a topic she didn't give a damn about, and she imagined she would
rather do a cheesy lemon fanfic than write her stupid paper.
Hmmm...a cheesy lemon fanfic...?
"Saaaaay...that's a good idea..."
And so it began...