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Chapter Twenty-Four: AKA, the Complete Demolition of the Fourth Wall

Chapter Twenty-Four: AKA, the Complete Demolition of the Fourth Wall

Sherlock, Doctor Who, and Supernatural are hanging out at the Orient Expresso, which had opened at a second location — which was actually right where the original one stood, as they had gotten much better business there. In the background, Merlin can be seen chatting up a blushing guy at the counter, whose nametag reads Lionel. (Remember he was mentioned?) Steven Universe and Gravity Falls are using a foam core board, some yarn, a bunch of stalkerish pictures of what seems to all be of the same person, a marker, and a bunch of pushpins to map out a conspiracy. Supernatural types another sentence on her phone, Doctor Who continues to quietly playact with the Lego Dalek and Eleventh Doctor ("EX-TAH-MIN-ATE!" "nooooooo"), and Sherlock takes a sip of his coffee.

Sherlock: I'm considering firing that intern.

Supernatural: we have like,, five which one

Sherlock: The one with the hyphenated last name. It — um, the first part starts with a G and the second one started with an M.

Doctor Who: Whoa! Whoa, hold on. That one's more in Harry Potter's field of work.

Sherlock looks at Doctor Who with a completely bored expression.

Sherlock: So what?

Doctor Who: So she just got promoted. She works here now.

Sherlock: Wait, real —

Supernatural: [loudly] OHHHHHH!

Sherlock and Doctor Who look at Supernatural.

Supernatural: THAT intern!

Sherlock: ...Anyway . . .

Doctor Who: Yeah, she works here. She's even got her own fanfiction! And some art! That's why Harry Potter promoted her.

Sherlock: Yeah, well, I'm ninety percent convinced she got The Interwebs Series fired.

Supernatural: Oh, that guy was a jerk.

Doctor Who: Didn't he disappear?

And cue awkward pause.

Sherlock: It's best not to think about it.

The theme song plays.

We cut to a scene that takes place on the fourth floor. The former intern is moving her stuff in. She's carrying . . . one box. Apparently that's it, besides a backpack, maybe. People are gathering around to see; most people are interested when it comes to newbies. She looks around nervously and picks up the pace, also nervously, and finally arrives at her cubicle in the corner, next to . . . oh dear. Next to Homestuck and the YouTubers.

Alex: [mumbles] Oh great. She's gonna be so mad.

Gravity Falls: [slides down the wall from the ceiling] Who's she?

Alex: What?

Gravity Falls: Oh! I mean like, who do you — no, um . . . who are you referring to when you say she?

Alex: Um, my, uh — my roommate.

Gravity Falls: Who are you?

Alex: Um —

Gravity Falls: Ooh what's that?

Alex looks down at what Gravity Falls is pointing at.