For Isobel

Part 2 - Also An Exposition-y Part But With More Of A Plot Than Part 1.

Ok, so Isobel was running from the Basssection. She's an epic person, all sorts of positive qualities, pursued by KoKo Puff and his minions, blah, blah, blah. In order to escape them, she delves into various fandoms. Just though I'd give you a little recap, you know, like on Glee, so you can keep up with all the drama.

Now, note that in before, in the first part, I wrote about Isobel in the past tense. (Which, dear readers, was foreshadowing. Tee hee.) 'Isobel was this', 'Also she was that', etc. etc. Well, that was annoying me. I like to write in present tense. It's easier on my brain, and since this entire story is utterly ridiculous, it doesn't matter if I switch tenses around. I just thought I'd inform you, so you weren't really confused when you started this part and it was all weird and different-tense-y. I'm cool that way.

So anyhow, Isobel was running - crap, no, I mean, - Isobel ran.

She knew that Ham was behind her; he could hear the desperate slurping noises he was making. I guess it isn't easy to drool and run at the same time. How is he even managing not to choke on his own spit? She mused, pushing her legs to lurch forward faster, increasing her pace and feeling herself begin to breathe hard. Isobel had run cross country before, but she quit her school team after a fateful hiking trip on which a crazy guy on skis (and why in the hell was he skiing?! This was a frigging SUMMER hike! There wasn't even snow! People, do the darnedest things...) had crashed into her. She had fallen and broken her left leg, a fracture spiral winding up through bone with a sickening crunch and an audible shifting sound produced by the grinding of bone on bone. [brief a/n:....and my comedy now has horrific elements. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?! Also, I think I'll be using these fancy squarish brackets to annotate my own writing. Because I can.] Anyway. Isobel had run cross country, and she was capable of running fairly long distances without trouble, but Ham's chase was nearing a six mile distance and Isobel's endurance was wearing thin. After all, she had been sprinting the entire way. Honestly, she wasn't sure how Ham was still keeping up with her. It was worrisome.

Where could she hide? Isobel knew that it couldn't be one of her usual hideouts; KoKo and Co. had managed to find her in all of those locations, and KoKo wouldn't have forgetten them. (Well, actually KoKo Puff's memory was pretty much shot - that's what drugs do to ya, kids! - but Patman remembered double double stuff [a/n - see what I did there?! Oh, bad puns...] to make up for KoKo).

But seriously; what was Isobel going to do? She couldn't stay with her awesome friends. She'd tried that before, and her dearest bestie Lana [heyyyyy now I'm in it too. woot woot!] had been caught in the crossfire of a rubber band fight. Luckily, she hadn't sustained any serious injuries - just some minor emotional trauma. [yes, a...version...of that actually did happen. ish. and I kept finding rubber bands in my hair *disgruntled face*]. 

She looked around, and saw a copse [isn't 'copse' just such a lovely word...it's like 'corpse', but friendlier] of trees. She knew that Ham was coming for her, and she knew that she had to make a decision. 

We've already covered how frickin awesome Isobel is. But I didn't even mention the best part. Ok....I'm just gonna say it: Isobel could jump into fictional worlds. As long as she'd read the book, or seen the show or the movie, she could visit the universe and all of its characters. There were (of course) a couple of rules involved in the whole procedure. I tried to think up a backstory about why Isobel had those powers and how she found out about them, how she discovered the rules etc. etc., but honestly I'm just too lazy at the moment. Maybe when I get writer's block I'll write a flashback chapter. Whatever.

Isobel tried not to visit fictional worlds too often; one of those aforementioned rules of fandom travel was that an individual can only visit each fandom once in his or her lifetime. But this was an emergency, and she knew what she had to do. She took a deep breath, and pulled her notepad and pencil out of the pocket of her comfortably worn leather jacket.

Smiling in anticipation, she scribbled as fast as she could, the tip of her mechanical penicil breaking off several times in her haste. She methodically pushed down on the eraser, loosing more graphite. 

Scott trudged into the locker room, reflecting on the team's poor performance in the game they had just played. [this is what Isobel is writing, by the way. just in case that wasn't clear.] Goddamn Jackson had screwed them over again... why did he have to be such a ball hog?! It was entirely his fault that they had missed those last few goal opportunities. Stiles had been wide open!

Scott angrily yanked his locker open and started changing out of his Lacrosse uniform. He tried to put the game out of his mind, but it just went to an even less desirable topic. Alison. She and Lydia had shown up in the third quarter, (and Lydia's arrival seriously had not helped Stiles' focus), and as soon as the game ended they had run up to Jackson like they... ugh! Why was he even thinking about her?! All he wanted to do was to go home and sleep. But he couldn't go home, because then he'd have to deal with Derek. Scott let out a long, tired sigh, and shoved his locker closed. He sat on a bench and wished that he could just give up. And then he heard a noise; somebody entering the locker room. 

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Ok! Here's le first fandom jump! A note to all: I'm doing a bunch of Livinginafantasy17's fandoms, and I'm not totally caught up in all of them. This one is a prime example. I've only seen season 1 of Teen Wolf, and that's when this is set: approximately 1/2 way through that season. Hope y'all like it!

- Lana ;)