Fandoms Unite [Fandomstuck] (ON HIATUS)

Ch. 4 - Make a Million Unnecessary References

A/N: If you're in the Starkid or Frozen fandoms, prepare yourself for a bunch of bad/forced references and puns x3

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Enter name.

STARKID FANDOM

Your name is the STARKID FANDOM. You're made up of various MUSICALS that can be found on YouTube, most being parodies like "A Very Potter Musical" and its two sequels. You love REDVINES and like to wear PINK SUNGLASSES and sometimes a BLUE SWEATBAND. You usually carry around a GUITAR to sing songs from your musicals whenever you get bored. You frequently ROLL AROUND and CRAWL on the ground randomly for no reason, and want to go to PIGFARTS to meet PROFESSOR RUMBLEROAR someday. But of course, you need a ROCKETSHIP. You have a HOMEMADE DARK MARK on your arm, and you're freaking proud of it. The only thing that you aren't AMAZING at, however, is DRAWING. You SUCK at that. But ignoring that, you are SUPERMEGAFOXYAWESOMEHOT.

You, PewDiePie, and Smosh had just escaped YouTube and made it to safety at the fandom base on Tumblr. PewDiePie was freaking out about something, but you were thinking about your own problems, so you didn't pay much attention. Problems like your shrinking stash of Redvines or the state of your sexy, curly hair.

Oh, and there's that whole helping to save the entire Interverse thing. Yeah, that's important too...

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You sit with your guitar in one of the lounges or common rooms or whatever the fuck those things are called, singing "Harry Freakin' Potter" from the sequel to your Harry Potter parody musical. Some nearby fandoms are casually listening, some are dancing awkwardly, and some are completely ignoring you. You're supposed to be waiting for Harry Potter and Glee, your two best friends, but since they both seem to be late, you decided to whip out your guitar and sing.

"You're Harry Freakin' Potter! You don't understand, you're a legend, man, to us all!" you sing, pacing around the room. "Every son and daughter--safe! From you-know-who, all because of you! You were small, but I wonder if you can recaaaaall!" (A/N: this is the song from "A Very Potter Sequel" if you're wondering what it sounds like - http://youtu.be/h9MOO9_V7N8 )

You sit on one of the couches and set your guitar down, grabbing the pack of Redvines you left of the table. Redvines: What the hell can't they do? You laugh at the reference you just made in your head, and continue to eat the best candy ever.

"Hey, Starkid!" you hear a female voice say. You sit up and turn around to see Glee walking into the room, wearing a skirt and preppy shirt as usual.

"Sup," you say as she sits beside you. "You know where Harry Potter is?"

She grabs a Redvine from the pack. "He said he had to go do something with Fullmetal Alchemist."

"Don't they hate each other, though?" you question, handing her the Redvine pack and picking up your guitar again. She just shrugs. "Alright. You wanna just sing or something, then?" You already know she'll say yes. Glee always says yes to singing, especially with you.

Okay...so maybe you like her. Or maybe you don't. You don't know. Even if you do like her, you wouldn't say anything. You never tell a girl you like her. It makes you look like an idiot. All you really know about your feelings for her is that you can't get her out of your head, and every time you look at her, you have these pains in your chest and you just know it's her fault...that bitch.

"Let's sing 'Lucky' by Jason Mraz," she says, snapping you out of your thoughts.

Despite your insecure feeling that you could be blushing right now, you smile and nod, and then begin to play your guitar.

Be the fandom making it snow.

You are now the fandom making it snow. And you are damn good at it. Everyone in the room is now ice skating or building snowmen or having snowball fights with each other. You just love seeing everyone smiling and having fun.

"Boo."

You jump and turn around to the source of the voice. It's the Rise of the Guardians fandom, the one fandom who you don't know if you should hate or love or what. People ship the two main characters in both your movies, but at the same time he always messes up your beautiful ice creations just to be funny. Honestly, you don't think he can ever be mature. He's just all about fun.

"This whole ice skating thing you did is pretty cool," ROTG says with a smirk. He chuckles. "Get it? Cool?"

You roll your eyes and sarcastically reply, "Haha. You are so funny. I'm laughing so hard right now. See me laughing? Ha. Ha."

"Geez, I don't need any cold comebacks, Frozen," he says, leaning on his staff and stifling another laugh at his other winter pun. "Anyway, do you wanna build a snowman?" He nudges you playfully and grins.

His annoying humor is just agonizing right now. You know he's just doing that to drive you insane. He thinks he's so clever. Doesn't he realize that you could probably freeze the entire planet if you wanted to? Well, you haven't actually tried that yet and you don't know if it could work, but you think you're powerful enough to accomplish something like that.

Wait...does he like you? Under all of his layers of mischief and arrogance, is there really a part of him that likes you? Do you like him?

No, no, of course you don't. He's a jerk who always messes with you. And you couldn't possibly like him. Even with his cute icy, pale blue hair that has three green and blue feathers in it and looks like it's a glittery white in the sun, his badass "Naughty" and "Nice" tattoos, his awesome staff, and his amazing abilities to fly around and manipulate snow and ice with more control than you can.

But maybe you shouldn't jump to any conclusions just yet. Maybe he doesn't like you, and maybe you don't like him. Or maybe he does like you, and maybe you do like him. You hate to admit it, but love is an open door. Maybe you should give him a chance.