The beaming laptop screen lit up Larry's face as he slouched on a chair in the corner of the meeting room, after arriving an hour early for the Idiots Assembled board meeting to discuss Yonderland's new season. He scrolled down forum after forum, occasionally giggling at the text that appeared on the screen before him. "I knew the fandom wrote fanfictions," he whispered to himself, "but I never knew there were this many."
Then he spotted a tag titled 'smut'.
'What's this...?' he thought to himself, slowly rolling the mouse over and clicking on it hesitantly. The page refreshed, and brought up hundreds and hundreds of new stories written by fans, all with a red 'E' next to them. E for explicit. Larry's jaw slowly dropped as he pondered over whether or not he should read one. "Oh sod it." He sighed quietly, clicking on the top result, which was titled 'Distractions'.
"Sod what?" Martha's voice caused Larry to jump violently as she walked in and swung her bag off her shoulder, letting it fall on to the brown leather sofa that sat in the front corner of the room, by the door.
"Oh uh.. nothing. Don't worry about it." Larry looked down in to his lap and slowly closed the laptop, before sliding it on to the long wooden table in front of him. Martha flicked the switch of the room with her freshly painted red nails, but the room remained drowned in darkness. "I'll go turn the mains on." Larry said quickly, standing up from the chair and almost shoving Martha in his hurry to get out of the room.
Larry could feel his cheeks burning red as he rushed down the hallways, snaking in and out of rooms to reach the mains. He pressed all the required buttons to lighten up the building, and glanced at himself in the toilet mirror on his way back. "God.. nice one Lazbotron." he sighed, squirming uncomfortably at the words he had just recently read on his laptop screen.
He returned to the room to see Martha stood where Larry had once been sat, both her hands on her hips. "Distractions." She said, biting her lip and raising her eyebrows at the now extremely embarrassed man. "Quite good writing, to be fair. Detailed. Here's hoping it wasn't written by the younger sector of the fandom, shall we?" She winked at Larry, before grabbing her bag, sitting down on a chair by the table and pulling the episode one script out of her bag.
"You're not going to say a word to anyone, though.. right?" Larry sat down next to her, whipping a pen out of his pocket and fiddling with it.
"Of course not!" Martha exclaimed. "Truth be told, I find it quite funny reading these things," she leaned across the table and pulled the laptop closer to them, lifting the lid to once again reveal the extremely detailed intimate scene between Mathew and Ben. "Mat teases at the tip of Ben's co- OH MY GOD!" Martha froze, before bursting in to hysterical laughter, wiping away tears as she relaxed back in the chair.
"I did what to Ben?" The all too familiar voice of Mathew Baynton now came from the doorway, as both Martha and Larry looked up, faces of two deer in headlights. Mat stood with one hand in his duffle coat pocket, the other holding his backpack.
Larry leaned over and grabbed the laptop, smashing his hands panicked on the keyboard. "Just writing a bit for episode one!" He laughed nervously.
"Oh cool, read me what you've got." Mat smiled, pulling off his coat and sitting down opposite the pair. Larry stuttered. Martha bit her lip.
"I-it's not quite done yet. We're just trying to think of some Ninny gags.. y'know." Martha blurted, before feeling quite proud of herself for saving the situation.
"But it's usually Ben that writes the Ninny sce-"
"Laz and I are going to go and make some tea for everyone, two sugars?"
