-The Aphmau Book Club: Cliché!-

☆ Cliché Ship-Fics | 5 ☆

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I'm legit running out of number puns. Send me one (that I can use) and I'll give you a shoutout in the next chapter. Shameless promotion is my specialty, if you haven't noticed.

Also, speaking of shoutouts, another special shoutout to karinarule18 for helping me with ideas. She provided me with some if the ideas here, so go check her out! Her books are, once again, lovely.

Now, on with the show!

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Why does every character gotta be so dang sassy?

I mean, there are people out there (like me) who cannot put up a fight in a sass-war. People, like me, value others' feelings way too much, and I think that's the reason why some of us cannot quote unquote "sass it up" with others.

And, let's face it, it's pretty normal to be self-conscious.

But yeah, every Aphmau character is extremely sassy and does not value how hurt the other person may be. Instead, there's this character that's required to say "OHHH BURNNN" or something along those lines.

Katelyn's POV

"Laurance, could you go get some milk for me?" I called, turning to the brunette who sloppily situated himself on the couch beside me. "Laurance?"

"Ugh, why don't you get yourself some milk, huh?" He grunted, lazily plopping his body to the side.

"Why don'tcha get your lazy ass (butt or donkey) of the couch and get me a cup of freakin' milk?"

"GURL SLAYYYY," Mary screeched, popping out of nowhere. She was wearing shades (obviously too large for her) and a gold chain around her neck, whilst playing some Soulja boy song, idk. Mary was dabbing, when she slipped on a conveniently placed banana peel, but as she slipped, she dabbed like a bro.

"Okay fine, fine," Laurance said, rolling his eyes. He pulled himself off of the couch, walking past Mary that was plopped on the floor.

Yeah, so that's that. I'm just making Mary more of a likable character (even though she's already a fan-favorite, along with Avocado and the dictionary).

Also, this next thing is something I'm actually guilty of, and I really don't care that it's cliché — it makes me smile, and sometimes, it makes others, too. This cliché is the... dun dun dun! ... the obligatory fourth wall breaks!

You know it — when the author just seems to pop out of nowhere and mention something about not updating lately, or about their life being so crappy, them screaming about their ship, or something about "oh, that happened *insert number* chapters ago!"

Garroth's POV

Aphmau, Katelyn and I were watching "Once Upon A Time" in their home, as the two girls had their heads leaning on my shoulder, yet Katelyn's face was a slight pink.

"OH EM GEEE!" squealed a random girl with white skin, gray eyes, and stark black hair. "MY SHIPPP!!!" she screeched, pushing Aphmau off of the couch, leaving Katelyn and I alone.

"Please, stop," Katelyn pleaded, rolling her eyes at the female.

"YOU AREN'T THE BOSS OF ME!" The lady shouted back, practically screaming at the top pf her lungs.

Dang.

This isn't really that much of a problem, but it's extremely annoying if it has nothing to do with the plot and is only there for cheesy OC x canon flings.

Oh, and the next one is a cliché I see in every fandom I've been. I swear, it is. It has been repeated so many times that I already expect it to happen.

Luna's POV

I was the ominous loner that had always sat in the corner of the class, minding her own business.

Now I'm the popular girl with the most popular male wrapped around my finger.

"L-Luna... I..." Garroth muttered, blushing madly. He looked away as I merely looked up at him, furrowing my brows at him.

"G-Garroth...?" I queried, my voice soft.

"Luna, I... like you," he admitted, closing his eyes in pure regret. I could feel that sentence act as if it were poison that had stung his tongue right as it rolled off.

"Well, Ga--" I cleared my throat, "We're friends, of course I like--"

He quickly turned back to me, biting his lip.

"No, I like like you."

ggHGha--

Tell me you've never read/watched this scene,
Tell it straight to my face.

t e l l m e .

It's too cliché, and you could obviously fix this with a normal, swift confession. You could also fix this with... maybe, a really anxious confession. Or to make it even more unique, have them get rejected!

It happens.

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This is all I have for today because yeah. I'll see you next time and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

- cathy