Later that evening, Infinite went to go mess with the author. When he entered her room, the bed was empty. There was a empty cup sitting on the nightstand, it seemed like someone drank from it recently. The jackal picked up Mello's lavender colored phone, it was warm.
He looked out the window and sighed in relief when he saw the author laying cross-armed on a trampoline firefighters had put out for a kitten stuck on the roof.
"Oh great, you're alive." Infinite remarked, looking at the author.
"This is the world of fanfiction. Of course I'm alive." Mello said tartly.
Infinite smirked. "Also, I touched your phone." Mello glared at him. "You must be joking." Infinite shook his head.
Mello sat up on the trampoline, jumping up and down on it. She paused for moment, charging her jump. She jumped, flying off the tramp-l online and into the bedroom through the window. Somehow, the author landed on Infinite's back and boredly looked at the knocked out jackal. "Next time, don't touch my shit." Mello retorted.
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Sonic's Chat Room
FanfictionSonic creates a chat so his friends are able to communicate better, with less violence involved. But, oh. Poor Sonic didn't realize he dun goofed and made a big mistake. No, this book is not an excuse just to cram a bunch of references in. Nah I'm k...
