If you were expecting a long, beautifully detailed, richly written, wonderfully plotted, amazing technique one shot...too bad. At least I updated the next day!

Look! I made an actual crack fic! Like, it's an actually fanfic! But crack!

And you ask, "Isn't that what a crack is?"

Me- Do I look like I care?

The answer is no! Cause I am psyched! Today has been the best! I am drunk on happiness!

Drunk, I say! Like the party ponies drunk! Except I won't get drunk, cuz I'm underage, and I don't want to get drunk, actually I don't even want to drink at all, and I'm going off topic, and...where was I going with this?

Oh yeah! Crack!

Master Fu slowly walked up the steps, his feet echoing throughout the...whatever the place where the staircase was is called. It wasn't a corridor, but it wasn't a staircase...though technically it was...nevermind.

He opened the door, the rusty hinges creaking. A brief whoosh, and all was silent. The room was dark.

He stepped closer.

The window opened, and dramatic music played in the distance.

Light filled the room, and the butterflies flocked to it.

And the man, dressed dark, now standing in the bright rays of sunlight.

Hawkmoth.

A small cough announced his presence, as he came and stood next to the purple man.

"Progress?" He asked.

Hawkmoth sighed.

"None."

Master Fu nearly hit him. But he was an old man, and it would look weird if he hit someone- wait. He was in a room. With no one except the two previously mentioned people.

He hit Hawkmoth.

"Oww!" Hawkmoth yelped.

"What was that for?"

"Because there is no progress! I did not give you the moth miraculous for nothing!"

Hawkmoth hung his head.

"But what you are asking is impossible! Even that Chloe Bourgeois girl couldn't do it! And we paid her!"

"Yes. So why are there no results!?"

"Need I remind you who had to pay her? Let me tell you, that girl is not cheap!" Hawkmoth muttered. Fu turned his glowing orange eyes to him.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing!"

Fu gave him a deadpan look.

He changed the subject.

"But I've tried everything! I even made that Lady Wifi girl! It's not my fault he has some stupid 'honour' that prevented him from looking! That's entirely his own fault! And remember that Horrificator one? It's not my fault that these two are just so- so-"

Hawkmoth made a choking motion with his hands.

Master Fu's eyes turned sorrowful.

"There is only one thing to do then."

Hawkmoth looked at him hopefully.

"We must use plan ZZZZZZZZ."

Hawkmoth's hopeful expression quickly dissolved into terror.

"Not that one! There's a reason it was our last plan!"

"What else are we meant to do then? We already used plan YYYYYYYY! This is our last chance!"

Hawkmoth grumbled.

"Fine. But don't blame me if this doesn't work!"

Master Fu chuckled. Hawkmoth's expression morphed into one of relief, as at least he would not be blamed.

Just as Fu was about to once again, embark down the corridor/staircase/whatever it's called, he turned around, and with a pleasant smile on his face, said,

"I will be blaming you."

He then continued down, oblivious to Hawkmoth's frustrated screams.

"3. 2. 1." Fu mouthed.

Hawkmoth jumped into action.

He grabbed Marinette's head, then he grabbed Adrien's head, then he smooshed them together.

Unfortunately, he wasn't looking properly, and Marinette ended up smashing her head on Adrien's jaw.

Which somehow resulted in a broken jaw and a concussion.

Hawkmoth turned towards him with a sheepish look.

Which soon dissolved into terror.

"3. 2. 1." Fu muttered.

And screaming like a banshee, he chased Hawkmoth around and bashed him with his cane.

Oh, and Adrien and Marinette?

While that was happening, they had miraculously recovered, and were now making out behind a park bench.

So everyone's happy.

Master Fu gets to kill Hawkmoth, Hawkmoth gets to be killed by Master Fu, and Adrien and Marinette make out.

Yup, everything's perfect.

The End.

Listen to this:

So let's call my friend...BC. And let's call her friend...PP. And let's call other friend...LP. So, LP read a fanfic where the characters are arguing about which comes first, cereal or milk. BC says cereal, PP says milk. Somehow this escalates to a full blown fight, and in the end, PP goes around asking people what they think.

So, my QOTD for you is:

Which comes first? Cereal or milk? And which option do you think got more 'votes'?

No joke, this actually happened, my friend told me, and she was laughing so hard on the phone. And then she said she would kill me if I didn't choose cereal.

I chose cereal.

(I actually do eat cereal first, though. I mean, doesn't it make more sense to eat cereal first? Physics and stuff like that?)

PS- I'M GOING TO UPDATE TOMORROW! IF I REMEMBER! I AM ON A ROLL! (Get it?)- My mission-to make it fluff. Or something resembling fluff.

PPS. I published the story idea! Not from last chap, but the one from a few before. Actually, it's been published for a while, but I forgot ;)