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SOUL EATER FANDOM

Your name is the SOUL EATER FANDOM. You like to think that you're PRETTY FUCKING COOL. And that's because you are. You can turn into different types of badass weapons like a SCYTHE or KATANA. Your favorite snacks are SOULS, but they're pretty rare for you considering that you live in a universe where KISHIN aren't running around for you kill. You prefer that everything is SYMMETRICAL. And by everything, you mean EVERYTHING. But unfortunately for you, your hair and clothing are all ASYMMETRICAL, and no matter what you do, you can't change any of it. The thing you're afraid of most is being overcome by the MADNESS, but you know that could never happen anyway because you're so damn cool.

You just had a freaking feast. Unlike most of the other fandoms in that room, when all of those evil things came, you were getting lunch from the things you were fighting. Their souls could've tasted better, but you guess that's good enough since you barely ever get any at all.

But now you're back at your room, bored. Maybe you could visit your friend Hetalia. He looked pretty bad as you were leaving, so you want to make sure he's alright. You just hope he's not too beat up.

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You finally reach Hetalia's room after walking through the halls and stopping to fix anything asymmetrical you see, or just attempting to ignore things you can't fix. Sometimes this problem of yours is really annoying. You could've taken just five minutes to get here, but instead it was about half an hour. This OCD will be the death of you. Hah, death, get it?

"Shut up. I don't have OCD, and that was a horrible joke," you snap.

Wait, what? No, we've gone this whole story without breaking the forth wall, and we're not going to start now. Keep the forth wall intact, or you'll be locked in a room full of mirrors that show you your horrible asymmetrical appearance.

"Okay..."

You knock on Hetalia's door and wait a couple seconds. The door swings open and hits the wall inside. You take a moment to realize that the fandom you're looking at is actually Hetalia. But he's definitely not himself. "What the fuck do you want?" Hetalia asks you. He's speaking with what sounds like a Brooklyn accent instead of his usual happy Italian one. His hair is darker than usual, his skin is tanner, and he's wearing dark sunglasses. He's also holding a baseball bat, which makes you back away a couple steps because he's holding it as if he's about to swing.

"Are...you...okay?" you manage to say, trying to ignore his asymmetrical hair curl as usual. At least that's not different, but you kind of wish it was.

He slams the door behind him and leans up against it. "Do I look like anything's wrong with me?" he asks, waving his bat around in the air.

You raise your eyebrows. "Um, actually, yes," you say to him. "You're not...you."

He doesn't say anything. He just looks at you with a blank stare while he chews his gum. "Of course I'm me, idiot. Anyways, if that's all you wanted to say, get outta here. I'm busy redecorating." He disappears into his room again, and you hear things breaking and crashing. You slowly start down the hall again, headed straight for the meeting room where you know Homestuck is.

Be the fandom who has just finished fixing the wall.

You are now the fandom who has just finished fixing the wall. You did have help from Adventure Time, of course. It actually didn't take that long, but that's because you alchemized most of it and you weren't trying to make it look perfect. Maybe you should try fixing the fourth wall later. You have a feeling it's just been broken.

You thank Adventure Time for her help as the two of you start to leave. She says she's happy to help and adds a smile. You know she likes you, but you're not sure if you like her back or not. Sometimes you feel like you do, and sometimes you feel like you don't. Just another frustrating thing to add to your frustrating list of frustrating problems. And it seems like there's another problem you're about to have.

Soul Eater opens the door before you can. He looks like he's just seen a dead body or something, which you guess wouldn't be totally unlikely given the situation you're all in. "There's something wrong with Hetalia," he blurts out upon seeing you. "He's acting weird."

So you weren't imagining things before. Oh great, you hope he doesn't have any plans to do anything his normal self wouldn't do. This just keeps getting better and better! "Fuck. Ok, not good..." You grab Adventure Time's hand and lead her to Hetalia's room while Soul Eater follows right behind. You're rushing as a foreboding feeling starts to take over your mind and you hope and pray to gog this can be fixed quickly. You know exactly what's up with Hetalia. Well, almost exactly. You know what is happening and what he's going to be like, but you don't quite know how or why this happened and you're not sure about how to fix it. Sure, this has happened before, but you haven't been the best in solving this problem. It usually just solves itself, but not without a lot of destruction.

"Hetalia! Open up!" You yell, banging on his door.

The door opens within seconds with Hetalia on the other side. More specifically, 2P!Hetalia. "Dude, can you not bang on my fuckin' door like that? You're interrupting my demolition time." You catch a glimpse of the inside of his room, and you see that pretty much everything is destroyed. "I'm about to take care of some important business, so whatever useless shit you need, you better make it quick." You can't help noticing that he somehow managed to knock out one of his own teeth on the left side, as well as the fact that the rest of his appearance is changed.

"Hetalia, you need to go back to your adorable, almost harmless, awesome self before you hurt someone," you say, as if just that would be enough. But at least it's a start. You, Adventure Time, and Soul Eater enter his room, leaving the door slightly open behind you.

He laughs and sits up on a countertop. "Are you serious? I was fuckin' useless! I was knocked out without even putting up a fight! I would do nothin' but cower in a corner whenever there was danger. All I did was be an annoying little fuck obsessed with pasta and tomatoes and democracy and shit like that. Well, democracy is still cool, but you get what I mean!" He picks up his baseball bat and twirls it around, and then holds it up, examining the spikes jutting from it. "I like being like this better. It's fun."

"No, it's not." You sigh and close your eyes for a second. "We don't want anyone to get hurt. Do you even remember what happened last time?" Upon mentioning that, images of fandoms cowering in fear as they hope to themselves that the fandom carrying a bloody baseball bat doesn't find them in their hiding spots flash through your mind. You shiver and shake those thoughts from your mind.

"I don't, nor do I give a fuck," he states flatly. He jumps down from the countertop and begins to shove the three of your towards the door quickly. "Now leave, fuckasses. And stop botherin' me."

Be the fandom who has nothing to do with this chapter.

You are now the fandom who has nothing to do with this chapter. But you won't be doing anything in this chapter because, like I've already said, you have nothing to do with this chapter. You will be in the next one, though. But you don't really care. You're quite annoyed with me anyway. I mean just look, I'm writing a pointless paragraph just to add some unnecessary, stupid humor. And I've broken the fourth wall twice in one chapter. You think there's something really wrong with me. And since you're almost never wrong, there probably is.