*drops from the sky and crash-lands onto the ground*

—OOF!!!!

*wheezes*


-Five minutes later-


*still wheezing*

*sees the readers about to leave, because of boredom*


WAIT!


*holds up one finger, while wheezing*

Wait, sorry!! I just realized that I haven't done one of my good ol' fashioned random intros in a while!

*finally catches breath and sits up*

I hope you liked it, because I was dropped from the top of the page, for your entertainment!

*gets in crisscross-applesauce position*


Now, this oneshot isn't necessary a 'MLB' Oneshot, but it does have to do with fandoms and does mention Chat in it, so, I think it qualifies.

Alrighty, then!

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The picture, above, is not mine!!!

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Enjoy!!

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Unbeknownst to humanity, there were other breeds. They were no mere humans.

They had abilities that normal people could barely dream up. The ability to emit high-pitched sounds any time of day, to practically turn invisible, to be able to hear dialogue and repeat it by heart; these were just a few of their attributes. Sleep wasn't crucial to them. Sacrifices were made.

The three main divisions were weebs, cosplayers, and the fangirls.

They each had their own domains; anime and hand signs, art and the closest form to shape-shifting, and squeal-bombs and obsession attacks. But the Fangirl Race was the largest of all; it consumed every fandom and every division. But the domain was so large, they needed to be set up in miniature hierarchies. These hierarchies were under the ultimate fan-pyramid of power—Fangirl Headquarters.



The headquarters was located in a tall high-tech tower, standing over as many fandoms as it could oversee without being overloaded. The tower was made of a shiny silver. The room at the top had wide windows stretching from floor to ceiling. Many fanpeople were allowed into the building. But not today. Because there was a very important meeting in progress.

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Katie leaned back in her office chair with her feet tipped up on the conference room table. She raised her arm, bored, and dropped goldfish crackers from the height of her hand into her mouth. Why? Just because.

She was dressed for work in the standard uniform—leggings, fuzzy socks, and a T-shirt. Her long caramel hair was pulled back in a low ponytail. Katelyn spun around in the chair, still dropping goldfish from 'precarious' heights and into her mouth.

Other than herself, there was another staff member in the room. Mira was curled up in a yellow beanbag, sipping on a soda. Her long and wavy dark brown hair was pulled in a half-up ponytail. A purple headband held back her bangs and two long sections of hair were pulled in front of her ears in a cute style. Mira wore her own version of the Fangirl Staff uniform—black leggings, a lavender t-shirt, a slightly darker purple sweater overtop, and a not-too-tight black choker. Her wide brown eyes blinked in the cozy light, sleepily.

Katelyn noticed her friend yawn and sat up, swallowing another mouthful of goldfish crackers.

"Mira~" she called across the room.

"Mphmhm?" Came the darker brunette's tired response.

"How many hours of sleep did you get, last night?"

"Umm...not important."

"Mira...." Katie drawled out, sitting up in her chair more, with a concerned look on her face. "How many hours?"

"Haha. Bold of you to assume the units of sleep that I got is in hours." Mira chuckled as she face planted in the yellow beanbag.

"Oh, come on! Girl, we've talked about this!! You need more sleep!"

"Look who's talking. How much sleep did you get, Kats?"

"Nuh-uh. Don't turn this conversation back on me. It's not gonna work."

"You just don't wanna admit that you're a hypocrite." Mira raised her head enough to look at her friend with a teasing glint in her eyes. "Go on, Katie, how many hours did you sleep, last night?"

"Okay, so maybe I only slept three hours, but it's a lot more than you!! Plus, I have the superpower to fall asleep in the middle of History class and take naps. So, ha!"

"That's not really something to gloat abou—"

"Just let me have my moment and murder goldfish in peace." Katie spun around in her chair, again, dragging her feet on the floor.

There was a whoosh of air from as the automatic doors opened—making both girls jump in surprise.

"Sorry!!" Called the young brunette girl as she hurried in, carrying a box.

She was thin—but not too thin—with a slight hourglass figure. Her shoulder blade-length hair was loose and the color of milk chocolate. Her eyes were an intelligent green and brown mix. She wore her own variety of comfy clothes—a nice blue shirt with cozy pants, socks, and a white zip-up hoodie.

"I'm sorry I'm late!!" She said, again. "I just got hungry and had to make a quick stop at the cereal bar and by then I totally forgot about the schedule and then had to hurry and grab the files for the meeting!!"

She joined the girls and set the box on the conference table. She looked around herself, slightly worried.

"Am I the last one?!"

"Nah," Katie said as she but off the tail of a goldfish cracker. "You're not the last one, Willow. We're still waiting for one more person."

On cue, a girl sped through the doors, her black hair flared out, behind her, in a low ponytail. When she came into view, the other girls saw the yellow headband in her hair—keeping out fly-aways and thereby adding a 'cuteness factor.' She donned a long-sleeved sunshine-yellow shirt and comfy white pants. Cookie-monster socks were adorned on her feet as she slid in.

"I know I'm late!!" The girl exclaimed. "No need to rub it in!"

"Alright," Katelyn said and spun around in her chair to face the raven haired girl. "I wanna hear the story, now."

"Oh, yes!" Mira said with a smile and she nestled into the sleeping bag, getting comfortable. "It's been a while since I heard one."

"Wait, I'm confused," came Willow's voice. "What's going on?"

"Oh, well," Mira began. "Jelewsie, here," she indicated the raven-haired girl. "Has a habit of being extremely clumsy and getting into the weirdest of situations—even more that the rest of us do. One time, she was stuck under a bed for several hours before Katie could get to her. Apparently, Jels forgot to mention that the bed she was stuck under was located in an underwater hotel in the Caribbean."

Willow laughed, heartily, as Jelewsie blushed in embarrassment.

"There was also the time when she was searching for a specific 'Mean Girls' merchandise and accidentally ended up in Area 51." Katelyn turned to the black-haired girl. "Do you remember that, Jels?"

"Yes, Kat, yes I do. There's no need to bring that up, again."

"Well don't leave me hanging!!" Willow said, looking expectantly at Jelewsie. "What was it, this time?"

The other girl groaned in embarrassment and buried her face in the end of her dark ponytail.

"Noooooo!" She wailed. "It's embarrassing!!"

"Oooh," Mira said, a devilish look in her eyes. "Now I have to know what happened."

The girls crowded together, eager for the story. At last, Jelewsie calmed down enough to explain, though she buried her face in her hands as she did so.

"I...um...I saw a picture of Chat Noir, from the Miraculous Ladybug fandom, but it was aged-up and he had a ponytail. So, obviously, I wanted it. The picture was printed and was being sold on the internet. I made an offer for it, and the person who was supposed to give it to me was to meet me in the lobby. We made the exchange—the picture is in my bag, now—but when I was waking away, I sort of tripped.....on air."

She paused while the three other girls giggled, as most of them could relate.

"I twisted my ankle," she continued. "And I bumped into a nearby table, and the bowl on Jell-O that was on it fell on the guy who gave me the picture. And he maybe-sort-of-kind-of called security on me and I had to go through an interrogation before they realized it was all a big misunderstanding and let me go." Jelewsie finished rambling, at last, and looked up with a nervous and embarrassed smile.

At this point, the girls were beside themselves with laughter. Willow was slumped on the desk, wheezing and trying to catch her breath. Mira's shoulders were shaking with laughter as she buried her face in the beanbag. Katie had given up, altogether, and resorted to falling off her chair and literally rolling on the ground with giggled.

"Alright, alright!!!" Jelewsie called and threw her hands up. "It wasn't that funny!! Kats, stop your rolling on the ground, you're overdoing it. There's no need to be so dramatic."

Katelyn paused, momentarily, from her place on he ground and looked up at her friend, smiling almost evilly.

"Puh-lease. Drama is my middle name. I'll just go and descend from a helicopter, majestically, with the 'Avengers' theme song in the background as I show you my birth certificate, to prove it."

Before anyone could say anything else, however, Willow kindly got out of her seat and pulled the weirdo on the floor up and helped her to stand.

"As funny as that would be, Katie, we have a meeting to conduct. Besides, I couldn't leave my kindred spirit on the dirty floor, now could I?"

"Why not?" The brunette whined. "It's my home."

The girls met her joke with wide eyes and gaped mouths.

"Jeez," she said and laughed. "Guys, I wasn't serious! Do I actually look like I live on the floor, to you?"

When silence still fell on her ears, her grin dropped and she placed a hand on her heart.

"Ouch, you guys. I can feel the love," she said, sarcastically.

"No, Kats," Willow said, quickly. "No, it's fine! You totally don't look like you li—"

"—I can feel the betrayal!!" Katelyn went on, being overdramatic, on purpose.

She fell to her knees on the floor and reached out a hand in front of her—as if grasping for something invisible. The brunette widened her eyes in terror for dramatic effect. She gasped, theatrically, and met her eyes with the darker brunette who sat in the yellow beanbag.

"Et tu, Mira?" She said, sounding horrified. At last, with a very fake death rattle, she fell on the floor and 'died.'

After a few moments of her laying still on the floor she got up with a huff.

"Does nobody care that I just died?!"

Jelewsie looked at her friend and giggled.

"Kats, we're so used to you 'dying' and quoting that one line from 'Julius Caesar.' I'm actually surprised you didn't mime using your dagger from Medieval Times." She said and helped the brunette up, again.

"Yeah, well, it was across the room," Katie grumbled and dusted off her leggings. "And I'm too lazy to use it. Plus, it's more for a 'Romeo and Juliet' death re-enactment, specifically for the 'I'll kill you if you kill me so that we both don't have to do our homework' kind of situations. Not for the betrayal-death scenes; that's for the 'Et tu, Brute' line, from Shakeyfruit."

Mira cleared her throat and pointedly glared at Katelyn.

"Are you done acting like a child?" She asked.

"No...." the brunette lowered her head. "But I'll stop, 'cause you look scary right now...." She hurriedly sat in her chair at the table.

"Alright," the other girl moved her beanbag to the head of the table and sat down. "Now, let's get this meeting started. Willow? You're up."

The girl with light brown hair and green-brown eyes sat up straighter and addressed the other girls.

"So, this is the topic of today's meeting is one of the biggest and most important that we have ever had. We have had this discussion several times, but it needs to be addressed, at least once a year. And, we are now at our annual meeting. And the topic," Willow looked at her clipboard with the information on it. 

She bit her lip, knowing the outcome that her words would bring.

"....is 'Fictional Husbands.'"

The room exploded into discussions, immediately.

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Wow, I am a literal child in this oneshot XD

Don't judge me. I had a lot of sugar, and when that happens, I act crazy.

Unfortunately, however, I am dramatic. Not THAT dramatic, but only sometimes when I'm with my close friends, since they're so used to me being weird. 

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Good gravy, I'll have you guys know, I have written three oneshots in two days. Of course, I haven't posted them, right away. I wrote oneshots #30 and #31 together and #32 tonight, but am posting them a week apart, each, because that will buy me time to write more and catch up.

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Cast:

rapunzelina664 (Me) as Katelyn

Miraculous096 as Mira

Gummy61rl as Willow

Jelewsie as Jelwesie/Jels

Give these lovely ladies a follow!!! They deserve it!!! *blows kiss*

I got all your appearances from your 'Picrew' pfps, I hope you don't mind. UwU

I also hope you don't mind how I used you guys in the onesho--WAIT wait wait. Wha---Jels.....Jelewsie, what are you doing? What are--AAAAAAAA!! 

Put that knife down!!! 

Nooooooooooo don't kill me!!!! Please!!!! I'm too young to dieeeee! I'm so full of life! And oneshots!!! And I haven't met Zac Efron, yet, please don't kill me!!!!

Okay, okay, I'm sorry!! I'm sorry that I used you as a comedy break and for the made up experiences about you being clumsy and getting into the funniest of situations!!!

Oh, thank goodness, you finally put the knife away! Phew! That was a close one!

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Comments?

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Have a nice day!

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^Trying a new ending banner....Ugh, I need to get a legit one that I can keep consistently and still be satisfied with XD

It would be a lot easier if I was allowed to have social media, then I could at least have something else on an ending banner, other than my name