Moooooom, Existence is bullying me again

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A/N: Again, this is just for fun. it will be written horribly, so don't judge.

Hush children, Existence is talking now.

"The multiverse is no joke. People have wondered about it for centuries- there have been movies and shows and books and art and poems about it. However, the best way I can describe it to you is an endless crochet blanket- every thread is a different story, a different world. There are worlds with possessed animatronics, worlds where gods are real and tangible people, worlds where people talk through song. But, just like a crochet blanket, the multiverse has holes. And when people stumble apon one of those holes, bad things can happen. Mermaid skeletons washed up on beaches. Portals that appear in children's books. Doppelgangers. Etc, etc."

Existence took a deep breath and tried to calm themselves. 

"In universe 28346920, there lives a teenage girl called Valerie. Now usually teenagers don't find holes. And when they do, the damage they cause is usually reversible. Minor. Not Val. No, she had to go and kidnap all her favourite 'characters' from their respective universes! Fucking psycho-" 

A hand covers Existence's mouth. That is, if Existence even has a mouth.

"Ok, I think I'll take it from here."

Existence looks (although they see with timelines, not eyes.) down at the teenage girl covering their mouth. 

Existence does not see physical features. Instead they see a fiery being with extreme autism and weird addictions to 2000s tv shows and 80s movies. Valerie Satella. 

"What a stupid name," Existence says, moving their not a mouth out of Val's reach. 

"It's not even your real one." 

"Yeah, my real one sucks. Now will you just shut up and let me tell my own story? I would very much to get this over and done with so I can go blast 'Freeze Your Brain'."

Existence rolls their timeline eyes. (Suddenly, everyone in universes 7283346394 and 099398329 gets flipped upside down. A woman named Taylor Summers swears at top decibels as her glasses fall off.)

 Val flips Existence off and continues her own story, which is absolutely fucking rad, thank you very much. 

"So yeah, I did a little kidnapping. But come on, what would you have done? Kissed your fictional crush? Laammmmeeee." (Her fictional crush is in a relationship, but she very much would have kissed them if they weren't.)

"Because time doesn't exist in the holes, I'm gonna take y'all on a little field trip to when my kidnappees woke up! Sound like fun? I don't care if it doesn't, it's this or I blast 'Meant to Be Yours' in your ears until you cry."

[Val has teleported back in time] 

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A/N: Annnnnnd, just like that I've lost motivation to continue writing. I'll update this very frequently though, as there is no pressure for this to be well written. Have a great day/night!



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