Saw some of y'all doin' this and thought it'd be cool and fun to try out.

Warning, very tragic, heart-wrenching, sads.

PFFT JK Y'ALL.

Dis is gonna be so cracked up! 

Let's begin.......

Our story starts with a young girl on spring break.

She pretty much knows for sure she won't be returning that year, and has wisely cleaned out her locker.

So anyway, the first couple weeks pass, and she's doing a ridiculous amount of puzzles.

Like.

You would not believe how many puzzles.

And she is reading anonymously fanfics of countries.

So automatically her sanity is questioned.

Even more so when she copes with boredom and loneliness by going out into the woods and setting stuff on fire.

She's a pyro.

ANYWAY.

One day, Wattpad was being a donkeybuttcrater and sorta glitched.

It wouldn't let her read unless she signed in.

So, thoroughly pissed off, she makes an anonymous account.

Sorry.

My bad.

An0nymous account.

And so, then realizing she can share her supportive words, sarcasm, and worryingly large caches of puns, she starts commenting.

And then SOMEONE makes her freak out and become a squeaky flustered mess by FOLLOWING her for her puns.

She had no idea what to do.

This account, made out of sheer boredom, utter loneliness, and insanity 

Actually

Had

A

Follower 

Eventually (5-10 minutes later of staring agape at a blank wall) she just went with it.

AND THEN ANOTHER DUDE FOLLOWED HER

(again, for the puns)

And then 2 or 3 more because she was being a decent human being and being nice.

Now, she is irrationally thinking she shouldn't disappoint them, and thought about writing.

She was toying with the idea, and even discussed it with another author, who was pretty famous.

Sadly, she is no longer with us.

And so, emboldened, she writes a bunch in a notebook, (looks like chicken scratch I'm not even joking) and wrote (my gosh I almost wrote writed and I'm so disappointed in myself) her character information chapter.

Oh.

Also she was doing this because she had a crap ton of ideas and wanted to get one out. She thought writing would be a fun and enjoyable experience 

And then

The unthinkable happened

Someone read it.

And there, our new 'author' sat.

Staring at a blank wall again.

(Tetro don't be jealous, you are the only Wall in my life. This one just so happened to be there. I have no feelings for it, I swear.)

For about, half an hour or so.

And JUST as she was about to calm down,

Someone commented.

Boom.

And then on

Every

Single

Day

She updated.

And updated

And updated 

And now, she had like, 20 or so commenting Readers.

But we all know that part of the story.

What you DON'T know, is that out of pandemic fear, lack of food, overworking on homework, balancing her two seperate lives, and writing,

Our 'Author' was starting to get a little worse for wear.

And then she forgot a big project for school.

And had a huge mental breakdown.

BUT

DO NOT FRET.

SHE CALMED DOWN

AND

THE DAY OF THE PROJECTS DUE DATE

SHE SOMEHOW MANAGED TO TAKE A PROJECT THAT WAS SUPPISED TO TAKE 3 OR MORE MONTHS

AND DO IT

IN 

3 HOURS.

AND GET A REALLY GOOD GRADE ON IT.

HOW???

I HAVE NO FREAKING CLUE.

(oh and btw I'm much better now dont worry 'bout this girl.)

BUT

Sadly enough, the damage was done.

You see, prior to that, she talked to herself in covid.

Or to chairs.

(Surprisingly not bad conversation partners)

And so.

She pretty much diagnosed herself with a split personality.

And then, like, a few days later, she finished School of Secrets.

And started a new book.

And that, is where the REAL fun begins... 

Actually, let's go back a tiiiiiny bit 

X X X X X X X

"How much for it?"

"Eh, 'bout.... 1750 Waps...."

"HOLY SMOKES THAT'S CHEAP!!! Isn't this a MANSION??? Not that I'm complainin'..."

<Why am I buying a mansion in the first place. It's just me and other me>

{I know why...}

<OOH!!! What is it other me?>

{ First of all, give me a name please. I'm not 'other me', that's confusing. Second of all, it's either foreshadowing, or you're just plain crazy}

<...gee thanks...>

{I try.}

<I'm not crazy though!>

{You are quite literally talking to a voice in your head. You're crazy An0n}

An0n huffed in annoyance, causing the realtor of the Readers Realm to once again ask himself why he was waiting so patiently and not just giving up on this whole prospect.

<Shut up.........uh...........N0na!!>

{...N0na.....}

<Oh be quiet!! It was the first thi->

{...I like it.}

"Oh!! Well, thanks N0na. Um. So-"

{...you do realize you are talking out loud. And the guy is giving you a weird look.}

"Oop."

N0na was right. The realtor was now questioning his life decisions, and wondering how he always got the jobs with the crazies.

This poor man was just about done.

It wasn't as if this...teenager...could fix up the 'mansion' anyway.

It would take a HUGE amount of imagination and creativity to repair the run down old thing. And that's just assuming it wouldn't collapse!!

Wasn't as if he was getting paid a lot for this sale.

"You know what miss? I'm going to-"

"Give this to me for free because there's no possible way I could actually fix this up and you will have to cut your losses anyway?" Said An0n hopefully.

The man gave her a disdainful look. "No!! I'm going to send a request to the higher ups to bulldoze this thing!!"

"But-"

"Look, I don't give a crap if you are homeless and need a place to stay. Nothing in life is free, sugar, and you're going to have to get used to it."

The man pulled out a hexagonal shaped pad, and typed a few things out. In a few taps, a sheet of paper came out the side.

"Here," the man said, pushing the papers into An0n's face sharply, making her stumble and fall to the ground. "Here, is all the documents I need to level the place."

An0n stared tearfully up at the man, dirt smeared on her face. This house was her last hope. She had a little less Waps than the price, and had been banking on haggling it down a few.

But now, her hopes and dreams were crushed.

Although one could imagine a place to stay, one has to get approval and a portion of land from the government.

And it was sometimes even more expensive than an already built house!!!

"P-please sir," An0n said, trying to sound as pitiful as possible. "I need a place to stay!!!"

"Too bad kid." The man said. "This place starts going down by midnight. Tomorrow, it'll be gone."

An0n was startled at the speed at which the mansion would be destroyed. Turning around, she saw several deconstructor machines already arriving on the scene. It would almost be strange at the speed from where they arrived, but then again, the Readers Realm had futuristic technology.

An0n turned to beg the man again, but it was too late. He had ducked into a sleek cab, and drove off in a cloud of dust.

XXXXXXX

An0n stared mournfully at the house. N0na was silent.

She checked her watch.

They'd be starting anytime now.

Tears pricked at the edge of her vision. She blinked and sniffed, trying to drive them away.

This house, this beautiful mansion.

Would soon be a pile of rubble.

An0n had had fantasies and dreams of the place when it was all fixed up. A porch, tons of bedrooms, a refrigerator large enough for someone to fit in, a garden...

Although, it would be lonely.

The only thing An0n had disliked about the mansion, was that even if she got it all fixed up and beautiful, 

It wouldn't change the fact that she'd be alone....

....

....again.

But she was going to figure that out later! First of all, she needed a home!! Wandering around the streets was not ideal, or safe. She'd had some close calls. An0n unconsciously ran her hand over the light slash on her arm, where she had attempted to block the attack of a drunk on the street.

It was hardly anything, but it proved to show that the streets was no place for a sixteen year old girl .

Oh.

They.

They were starting.

An0n's blood began to boil, and she bit back choked sobs when she saw the wrecking ball swing back.

And towards the house.

Blurred through tears.

Almost there.

Everything moved in slow motion.

An uncharacteristic swell of rage came to the surface.

Someone was screaming.

Red and orange.

Acrid.

Coughing.

Thunderous booms.

Laughter.

Shouts.

A shot.

Heat.

Light.

Fire 

XXXXXXX

An0n winced, opening her eyes and hissing in pain as the daylight flooded in.

She sat up.

In a pile of rubble.

But not from the house.

Machines. 

Cars.

Chunks of metal.

It was chaos.

Fires were still burning at the fringes of the heap of scrap, and smoke clogged the air.

An0n could breath easily though, but she paid it no mind.

Because she was on fire.

"OOOHHH MY GOSH!! OH GOSH OH GOSH OH GOSH!!! HEEEELP!!! I'M GONNA DIIIEEEE- waitasec."

An0n stopped her panicking, and brought one flaming hand to her face.

No pain.

She looked all over her body, even her clothes were unharmed!

Which was good.

An0n wouldn't know what to think if she woke up naked in a pile of scrap.

Oh wait! 

Speaking of scrap, where's the house?

An0n turned, and marveled.

The mansion looking better than ever!! 

It still needed a lot of work, but the broken windows were replaced, the doorframe was straight, there was a ROOF, and the house no longer looked like it would crash down at any given moment!!

An0n laughed delightedly, starting to move towards the house.

She stopped when a searing pain came from her shoulder.

She gasped. It felt like bolts of lightning were emanating through her shoulder, like it was on fire!!

Which it was-

Oh. Actually. The fires went out a while ago.....

An0n looked at her shoulder, and promptly fainted at the sight.

A bullet wound.

XXXXXXX

Waking up yet again.

In an unfamiliar house.

With an unfamiliar stranger looking at her with glowing red eyes.

An0n gasped and sat up in the bed, yelping when her shoulder flared up in pain again. 

It felt a lot better though, and it was bandaged.

An0n turned to see the stranger still creepily staring at her.

"Um. Thanks. Uh. Who are you?" She asked.

The dark stranger rolled her red eyes. "It's me An0n."

An0n gasped. "N0NA?!?!? BUT, HOW???"

N0na shrugged. "I don't know. Happened in the middle of the fight."

An0n tilted her head in confusion. "What fight...?"

"You went ballistic on the deconstruction workers."

An0n's blue eyes widened in shock. "OH NO!!! I hope I didn't hurt anyone!!"

N0na scoffed. "Of COURSE you hurt them!! You were like a demon straight outta Hell!! Screaming Lady on Fire Attacks Innocent Workers. It's in the papers!" N0na said, handing An0n a copy, where a blurry picture of a flying beacon of flame in the shape of a girl savagely attacked a machine while workers fled.

An0n teared up. "Oh no!! I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm-"

"Shut up would ya? You saved the house!! And they were jerks anyway. Nobody died...I think..." N0na said the last part in a whisper.

"Well. Um. What now?" An0n asked, desperate for something to do.

N0na tossed her a hexagonal hovering pad. "I dunno. Write or draw. Don't use your left arm though, that's the one the cops shot. Just stay here and rest up while I work on the house."

An0n stared anxiously at N0na's retreating figure. "But, how do you know what to make it like? And are you strong enough?"

N0na turned to face her Caster. "Duh, I'm like shadow you. Plus. You've got PLENTY of creativity. Those old men couldn't take a job like this, but we can!! Now lie down and do something. Oh. And try to get some sleep."

An0n smiled. "Hey, thanks."

N0na waved her off. "Whatever. I don't care..."

N0na left, and An0n rolled her eyes, knowing very well that the Shadow girl cared a lot more than she let on.

Taking her advice, An0n snuggle gently back into the sheets, pulling up a website and starting to write...

XXXXXXX

A week later, N0na and the mostly-recovered An0n stared proudly at the house.

But the blonde girl's smile quickly faded, her attitude souring, which did not go unnoticed by her counterpart.

N0na raised an eyebrow at An0n's change in attitude. "Hey, what's the matter with you? Aren't you excited?"

An0n sighed. "Well, yeah. But...I don't know. It's so...big. AndI don't want to be lonely..."

N0na lightly hit An0n's good arm. "Hey, what am I? Chopped Sky-rat? Hey, I know. But I have a solution!!!"

An0n perked up. "What?"

"Get a partner and make a family!!"

An0n made a strangled squeaky noise, her face turning red. She was furious. 

The next 15 minutes was spent by N0na teasing An0n relentlessly, and An0n chasing her shadow counterpart.

When they did finally calm down, they were both quite out of breath.

"That won't happen N0na... as if someone would be interested in ME! I'd have more luck with dating a wall! And I'm WAAAAY too young to have kids-"

N0na interrupted. "We could adopt."

An0n opened her mouth to joke further, but closed it when she realized N0na was serious.

"Oh my gosh we could!"

And so, word went out on the street, that any kid who showed up at the old Mansion, they would be adopted and become part of the family.

Although some kids and teens were a bit hesitant about going to the 'Fire Demon's' house, over time the family grew and grew.

It wasn't really like a parent-child relationship. 

More like a wild group of crazy 'orphaned' friends who lived together.

An0n was never lonely again.

And no one ever bothered the house again.

Despite the fact that people have been living there and using the services without paying a thing.

Everyone was too scared to come within a 5 mile radius of the place, and those who braved to drive by mentioned bloodthirsty nekos, dragon-kids, huge wolves, shapeshifters, and a few pyromaniacs.

But no matter how large and crazy the family is at the Reader's Mansion,

There's ALWAYS room for one more.

2188 words. That's a LOT bigger than I thought lol.

Hope you enjoyed Reading this!!!