20 INTERLUDE an extra (1/2)

*Meanwhile on Author's Universe*

On a small room, uncomfortably hopped over a small chair, with half-closed eyes gazing stubbornly at a very whitish, very empty computer scream...

AUTHOR: stop doing that.

SAM: think she is finally talking to us?

YING YUE (Roling her eyes with irritation): of course she is talking with us! Do you see anyone else here?!

SAM: well, of course not! But still...

YY (making holes with her eyes of the authors back): oh why...! WHY did YOU have to get me stuck with this Mary Sue?!

SAM (offended): I'm not a Mary Sue!

YY: oh no? Sorry, my apologies then...

SAM: stop being mean! Aren't you, like, just 15?! It doesn't feel right!

YY: aren't you, like, living inside my body?! Why should I care how old I am?

SAM: I...

AUTHOR: I said stop! Please I can't concentrate either the two of you nagging on my ears, so just STOP!

Author closed her eyes, massaging her temples as if praying for patience - and some sort of inspiration, so she could finally finish that next chapter and get rid of the two quarreling characters.

SAM: just so you know... I kinda need her memories back.

YY: gosh, I don't even believe I'm agreeing with Mary Sue over there, but she is right. She really need her memories back.

SAM: for the tenth time, I'm not a...

YY: oh, yeah yeah, everyone heard you the first time, don't worry...

SAM: URGH! I though she was supposed to be dead?!?! (Looking pointedly at the author, arms crossed over her middle)

YY: oh... no. Who shared this precious peace of news with you?

SAM: well... it's what everyone is thinking!

YY: well you, there is nothing definitive about it yet, so stop cursing me!

SAM: I'm not...

AUTHOR: AHHHH ENOUGH! If you two don't stop it right now, I swear to HEAVENS, next chapter I'll make it that...

Before she could finish, a sizzling sound cut through the stuffed bedroom, making the three of them turn to look as a orangish, sparkly circle started forming out of thin air, spinning crazily until there was an growing hole opening in the middle.

The author's eyes shone.

AUTHOR: oh... my.... gosh...!

Just then, a man with tight clothes and a red, self-entitled red cape jumped out, his black wavy hair swaying slightly.

He looked around for a second, while his portal closed. Then he noticed the Author's round eyes. He froze.

AUTHOR (mumbling): Oh... Oh... My...