“Okay,” Sophie said, facing her friends. “Now, as you all know, our lives have apparently been documented in books. And those books seem to be quite popular. Because of their popularity, it seems that a very dangerous place has been born. Today, I entered that place, and braved the horrors of its pixelated depths,” she paused for dramatic effect.
“And?” Dex asked.
“Shhh! I’m getting there,” Sophie said, “Now, you will all do the same and enter—the fandom.”
“What’s a fandom?” Keefe asked.
“A fandom is a place where fans go to discuss their love for a certain book or book series, or a certain movie or movie series, or a band or a—well, you get the point,” Sophie explained.
“And why are we going to one?” Biana asked.
“Because it’s necessary to see what humans now know about the lost cities.”
“How do we get there?” Fitz questioned.
“Well, it’s online, so all we really have to do is open up these computers,” Sophie pointed to a pile of computers, “and log in!”
“What kind of horrors are on this ‘Fandom?’” Fitz asked, a puzzled look crinkling his brows.
Sophie shivered, “Oh, you’ll see, you’ll see.”
Ro rubbed her hands together with a grin on her face, “Let’s see these horrors! Gimme one of those!” She reached for a computer, but Sophie swatted her hand away.
“Careful! These are fragile, you know.” She then very carefully handed out a computer to each of her friends.
“If you need any help logging in, just ask Dex.”
Dex had already opened the computer and was creating a fandom account, “Hmm? Oh! Yeah, I can help anyone who’s confused.”
“Good,” Sophie said while opening her own computer and logging on to her account. “It is time to enter—the fandom.”
She logged in with her account (@TotallyAnonymousMoonlark) and looked at the latest posts. Each one was more terrifying than the last.
“Do we have to tell everyone what our name is?” Keefe asked.
“No, I suppose not,” Sophie replied.
“What do we do when we get on?” Fitz asked.
“You can look around, explore, debate with other users, but do NOT reveal your identity.”
There was a chorus of agreement.
Sophie looked back at her computer. The earliest posts were as follows:
1. Who do you ship with Biana?
2. Sokeefe or Fitzphie? DEBATE!
3. Why Fitzphie is superior
4. Why I ship Sosingle
5. Potatoes are potatoes, and tomatoes are tomatoes.
6. Poll: Sokeefe or Sophitz?
As you can see, they were absolutely terrifying.
Soon everyone had logged on. And then came the questions.
“Uhhhhh… Why does it say ‘Sokeefe or Fitzphie? Debate?’” Keefe asked, a blush creeping onto his face.
“Yeah, and why is there an entire post on ‘Diana and Tiana?’” Dex asked, his face turning red.
“Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell…You know those horrors I spoke of?” Sophie said, letting out a nervous laugh. “Yup, that’s what these are.”
“Oh, this is getting good!” Ro said, clapping her hands and looking at Keefe’s computer. “Oooo, Oooo! Press on that one!” Ro pointed an ice-blue painted claw toward a post.
“Ummm… I’m not sure that I really wa—” But Keefe was too late, for Ro had already pressed on the post which happened to be the ‘Sokeefe or Fitzphie? DEBATE!’ one.
Keefe’s embarrassment came in stages once he read the comments.
First, his face blushed more than a tomato.
Then his face turned very pale when he realized Sophie could read this too.
And then it turned even redder than before and he sunk down in his chair.
“Soooooooooooooooooooooooooo…Foster,” He gave a very nervous laugh.
“Smooth Hunkyhair, very smooth,” Ro laughed.
“Wait, why does it say that more people ship Sokeefe than Sophitz?” Fitz asked, since he was looking at the poll.
Sophie’s face went nuclear.
“Uh—obviously, humans have good taste,” Keefe said, recovering his smoothness. “So Foster, what did you vote on the poll?” He smirked at her.
“Um—actually, I didn’t vote on the poll, and I don’t plan to anytime soon.”
“Awwwww, you’re no fun Blondie!” Ro pouted.
Suddenly a squeak came from the corner of the room. Tam had just found a Kam fanfic. His face was now redder than Keefe’s was when he discovered the Sophitz and Sokeefe debate post.
“What happened bangs-boy? Does the fandom not appreciate your bangs as much as you thought they would?” Keefe asked, smirking.
Tam stayed quiet, his eyes round and horrified.
Keefe peeked at his computer and let out a yelp.
“WHAT IS THAT?”
“I DON’T KNOW, DON’T ASK ME?”
“MY EYES! THEY’RE SCARED FOR LIFE! OH THE PAIN! THE PAIN!”
“HEY! MY EYES HAVE HAD TO ENDURE THIS TOO!”
“YEAH, BUT YOUR HAIR ISN’T AS GOOD AS MINE!”
“WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH IT?”
“IT HAS EVERYTHING TO DO WITH IT!”
“What did you guys find?” Linh asked in her floaty tone. She took a peek at the screen and burst out into laughter.
“IT’S NOT FUNNY! THIS IS A DISGRACE TO THE HAIR! MY HAIR! HOW COULD A PERSON WITH SUCH BEAUTIFUL HAIR BE SHIPPED WITH SOMEONE WITH THOSE HIDEOUS BANGS!”
“HEY! MY BANGS AREN’T HIDEOUS!”
“YES THAT THEY ARE!”
“NO THEY’RE NOT!”
“YES THEY ARE!”
“NO THEY’RE NOT!”
“YES THEY ARE!”
Soon, everyone had seen the Kam fanfic and was rolling around on the floor laughing as Keefe and Tam continued to yell at each other. And that is where we’ll leave it for this evening folks. Tune in at 12:30 am PST tomorrow morning to witness another KOTLC react.