Pinterest approaches Firefox's desk.

Pinterest: Hey Firefox, could I have the day off tomorrow? Rebecca's daycare needs helpers.

Firefox: Who's Rebecca?

Pinterest: My niece. Remember, she was at Facebook's party a few months ago? I think she kicked you with her soccer cleats.

Firefox: Ah yes, the gremlin. I guess you can have the day off, just make sure to catch up on all the work you missed.

Pinterest: Thanks, and by the way Tumblr, Instagram, Quotev, Wattpad, Fanfic, and DevA will be taking the day off too.

Firefox: I never said-

Pinterest: *runs off* No backsies!

Pinterest is back at the area where Tumblr, Fanfic, DevA, and Wattpad sit. 

Pinterest: Do you guys want to help me with Rebecca's daycare tomorrow? 

Tumblr, DevA, Fanfic, and Wattpad: No.

Pinterest: Come on! It's a birthday party!

Tumblr: Will there be cake?

Pinterest: I think so.

DevA: What type?

Pinterest: I'll probably make Cookie Monster cupcakes.

Fanfic: Make a rainbow layer cake or else we aren't coming.

Pinterest: Deal! It's so fun baking things! Why would anyone do anything that isn't DIY?

Tumblr: Common sense.

Pinterest: Common sense is for boring people.

*the next day*

Tumblr wakes up, opening her eyes and blinking them slowly. The blurry outline of Pinterest comes into focus. Tumblr jumps.

Pinterest: Don't looks so afraid! I've been to your house thousands of times.

Tumblr: Three times.

Pinterest: Whatever! We're leaving in fifteen minutes.

Tumblr: For what?

Pinterest: Remember? You agreed to volunteer at Rebecca's daycare!

Tumblr: *face palm* UGH! Why?!

Pinterest: Come on! It'll be fun! Don't teach the kids any swears!

Tumblr: But they need an education!

*later*

Disney.com: Hello! Thanks again, Pinterest, for volunteering. And you brought your friends! 

Tumblr: Wait, you're Disney?

Disney.com: Yes?

Tumblr: *grabs Disney by shoulders and shakes her* MAKE JELSA CANON! MAKE JELSA CANON RIGHT NOW! AAAH!

Pinterest: Tumblr, there's children watching.

Tumblr: Oh. Hey kids, do you know what an OTP is?

Pinterest: *face palm* I'll set up the cake.

Webkinz skips up to Tumblr.

Webkinz: Hi!

Tumblr: Um... Hi?

Webkinz: Do you like dogs?

Tumblr: Yeah?

Webkinz: Do you like cats?

Tumblr: Yep?

Webkinz: Do you like birds?

Tumblr: I guess?

Webkinz: Do you like-

Tumblr: Who even are you?!

*awkward silence*

Coolmath: Uh oh!

Poptropica: You shouldn't'a done that!

Webkinz: It's okay guys, it's just... *fake crying* THIS LADY IS BEING MEAN TO ME ON MY BIRTHDAY! MRS. DISNEY!

Disney: Be nice to the children! Especially Webkinz, because it is her birthday.

Webkinz: I'm turning eleven!

Tumblr: Isn't eleven a little old to be playing with stuffed animals?

DevA: *drawing Webkinz as a dog* Don't listen to her. She's just jealous that her parents sold all her toys to Amazon when she got the job.

Tumblr: It wasn't Amazon, it was Ebay!

Webkinz: That's sad. You can have Mr. Poodle if you want, I'm probably going to get another just like him today. *hands Tumblr a pink poodle*

Tumblr: *holds stuffed dog* That's it, Mr. Poodle. Fight the gender stereotypes!

Webkinz: What?

Pinterest: Tumblr's just being self aware.

Tumblr: SOCIETY IS TEACHING US WHAT TO THINK, NOT HOW TO THINK!

Coolmath: Would some thinking games calm you down?

Tumblr: Idk.

Coolmath: Here you go. This is a game where you have to train ducks to run in races using logic.

Tumblr: Like Pokémon?

Fanfic: NOT like Pokémon.

Poptropica: Why would you play Pokémon? You're a grown up!

Fanfic: I like to think of myself as more of a 28-year-old child.

Poptropica: You're weird.

Fanfic: Thank you.

Poptropica: It wasn'ta compliment.

Fanfic: YES IT WAS!

Pinterest: The cake's ready! Everyone should gather around outside now so we can sing to Webkinz and all that stuff.

Webkinz: Yay! Make way for your queen! *leaves with everyone else*

Pinterest: Tumblr? Aren't you coming?

Tumblr: *hisses* The Outdoorsss...

Pinterest: *rolls eyes and drags Tumblr outside*

*outside*

Children sing "Happy Birthday" to Webkinz.

Webkinz: Thank you, thank you. Truly splendid. Club Penguin, you were a little flat.

Club Penguin: Just because I'm older than everyone!

Webkinz: WORK ON IT!

Wattpad: *talking to Instagram* That was kind of harsh.

Instagram: She has sass. I like her.

Wattpad: How does Pinterest's niece even put up with these kids?

Instagram: Which one's Pinterest's niece?

Wattpad: Rebecca.

Instagram: Which one's Rebecca?

Wattpad: The one with... *looks for Rebecca* Uh oh.

Instagram: What?

Wattpad: I think Rebecca's missing.

Instagram: WHAT?

Wattpad: KEEP YOUR VOICE DOWN! We don't want Pinterest to know!

Instagram: Why?

Wattpad: I was put in charge of watching Rebecca! I was the only one who promised not to turn everything she said into a meme.

Instagram: Children are so meme-able.

Wattpad: They really are. But that's beside the point! We need to find Rebecca, wherever she is, and look like the responsible ones!

Instagram: But we're not the responsible ones.

Wattpad: We can look like it!

Instagram: #aesthetic?

Wattpad: (nobly) #aesthetic.

Wattpad and Instagram sneak out while Webkinz opens her gifts.

Webkinz: OMG THIS IS MY 1000th STUFFED PIG!

Tumblr: Name it waddles, or else!

Wattpad and Instagram are back inside the daycare center, looking for Rebecca.

Instagram: *yelling* Here, Rebecca! Come here!

Wattpad: You're calling her like she's a dog!

Instagram: Whatever! She can't have gone far, how old did Pinterest say she was again? 

Wattpad: Eight and a half.

Instagram: Good, she can't drive yet.

Wattpad: If she could drive, why would she need to be at daycare!

Instagram: I was just checking!

Wattpad: *yelling* Is Rebecca Sharp here?

Rebecca: *hiding in blanket fort* No.

Instagram: I guess we'd better look outside some more...

Rebecca: *still in blanket fort* You're seriously giving up that easily? I'm right here.

Wattpad: *going into the blanket fort* For the record, I was about to point out how ignorant that comment was.

Rebecca: Sure you were.

Instagram: Do they teach sass as a core subject here or something? I wish my parents had sent me to daycare. *looks around* This fort is nice. A little small, but nice.

Rebecca: Thank you. I designed it myself.

Instagram: Cool.

Wattpad: Rebecca, why aren't you at the party? There's cake and ice cream and a pinata and- 

Instagram: -And a bounce castle! Who doesn't love a bounce castle?

Rebecca: Me.

Instagram: *gasp* How can you say that? Are you basic?

Rebecca: I just don't really like hanging out with the other kids here.

Wattpad: Why? I mean, I know they're all very annoying, but why?

Rebecca: They all want to be gaming websites and work at Computer corp. when they're older, but I don't! It's all they ever talk about! Some of them, like Poptropica, Webkinz, and Coolmath, even have their own games created!

Wattpad: Well, you don't have to be a website.

Rebecca: Yes I do. It's all Pinterest ever talks about, and my mom said that I need to follow in my Aunt's footsteps, whatever that means.

Instagram: Don't let anyone tell you what your future has to be! Your parents may think they know what's best for you, but follow your heart! Don't stop believing! Inspirational quotes!

Wattpad: What my friend is trying  to say is that your future is up to you. If you don't want to be a website, be something else! And if you do want to be a website, nobody will make fun of you for changing your mind, because that's what humans do. 

Instagram: Also, I'm pretty sure by the time you're old enough to be a website, all the annoying people will have left. So keep that in mind.

Rebecca: Thanks. You guys can go back out. Just tell Pinterest I'm in the bathroom or something.

Instagram: Okay! See you later!

Back outside, all the children are gone except Rebecca (still inside). Tumblr, DevA, Pinterest, Instagram, Fanfic, and Wattpad are all in the bounce house.

Pinterest: Oh, btw Wattpad, where's Rebecca?

Wattpad: She's in the bathroom.

Instagram: OR SOMETHING!

Wattpad: *face palm*

Pinterest: Okay. Just tell her she still has a goodie bag out here.

DevA: Are you sure this bounce castle was made to hold six adults?

Disney: (outside bounce house) No, but I'm sure it's fine. Craig said-

*bounce house pops loudly* 

Instagram: I COULD HAVE DIED! AAAAAHHHH! 

Tumblr: That was awesome. Somebody make a GIF of that!

Disney: I think it's time for you guys to go.

A/N Idk if I've already mentioned this, but FandomsAmazing and I started a Tumblr blog together to promote my book (the one you're reading right now) and her book, "Presenting, the Fandoms". PtF is like the child of Antisocial Media, because I inspired her to write it by writing this, and it's about Fandoms as humans. I won't go into too much detail in case I've already mentioned it, but if you're bored in between updates, you should check out her book and our tumblr, which is ptf-and-asm (I'll post it as an external link).

Stay golden, followers!

P.S. Thank you for getting this to #259 in humor today! XOXO